Just Stay

Harry stumbled back, a silent gasp escaping his lips as his hand came slowly to his stomach. He could hear Ron screaming something sharp and desperate but he was too busy watching the lights flashing as spells were cast. A hand grabbed his arm and roughly pulled him behind a broad back. His feet slid across the dirt and he stumbled again.

"Bloody hell" a voice said, he knew that voice "Mcallery!"

"I got it" Mcallery called back " Take 'im to Mungos"

Harry was grabbed again and the field disapeared. White tiles came into view as everything spun. His feet missed the floor and he hit his knees. Hard.

"Draco" Harry said, his tongue heavy in his mouth.

"Fuck he's gonna be pissed" Ron said and then "Shit, Harry"

A hand slapped his face and his eyes fluttered open then shut again.

"Come on mate help me out here".

Ron lifted Harry up and threw his arm over his shoulder and Harry went limp.

Draco froze. He's a healer and he knows better but he couldn't help it.

"Fuck" he blinked rappidly, tipping his chin up and digging his nails into his palms

He wanted to fight, to stop them from taking Harry away but he couldn't. Soon he'd be called in to treat him, they knew better than not to. But for now he could only do the next best thing. He took quick steps. Long strides with a heavy heal closing the distance quickly.

"Weasley" he said through gritted teeth, "You were supposed protect him"

Ron just stood there and let Draco shove him into the wall. Dracon balled his fists tightly in Ron's auror robes pulling and shoving. His teeth flashed as he snarled, all anger and sharp angles.

Ron only nodded, swallowing heavily as he looked down at Draco's face.

"Then. Why," Draco seethed "Is he bleeding on my floor?"

"Well it's not your floor, honestly Malfoy, you don't even clean 'em"

Ron offered a wry smile and lifted his hands in surrender as Draco shoved his wand at his throat. Slowly Draco backed off and they both relaxed.

"It's just-" He said

"Hey" Ron cut him of, nudging him with his shoulder " I get it, yeah"

When the head mediwitch called him he could finally breathe. She wordlessly handed

Draco the clipboard and let him look it over.

"We've stabilized him but we'll let you stitch and bind him"

Draco nodded benignly and turned his back on the witch, already busying himself with gathering what he would need, and if his breath was a little fast and his eyes a little wet, that was nobody's business but his own.

Draco had to stop for a second when he saw the shirt Harry was wearing under his robes. He fidgeted with the hem, running his hand over the soft green fabric. It had been a gift for their first anniversary. A joke. Or it was supposed to be. Harry had never worn it in front of him and he had forgotten about it. The slytherin crest was rough under his thumb.

"Screw you Potter" he said burying his nose in the crook of his neck

He felt a hand come to rest at the base of his neck and fingers tugging lightly at his hair.

"Dray?" Harry said, voice low and gravely

Draco shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut. Slowly Harry pushed him back and sat up. Draco still didn't open his eyes.