What You Mean • Drarry (COMPLETED)

C12- Awake

Awake

Third Person POV

They ended up falling asleep in the common room that night and waking up early by an extremely nervous Harry. Remus and Sirius didn't stay the night and went back to their home.

Harry couldn't sit still. He just wanted to see Draco and make sure he's okay.

What felt like ages, they were finally taken to St. Mungos by portkey. The healer led them back to Draco's room, and Harry was a bit let down that Draco didn't look much different other than a bit of color back, but was happy the boy was still alive.

The healer told them a bit of information on Draco's condition. Harry was hoping for some sign that Draco will definitely make it, but the healer said they couldn't be sure yet.

Harry sat by the blond boy's bed and took his now only slightly cold hand in his own. The others sat a bit further away to give them space.

"Hey love," Harry whispered, staring at Draco's closed eyes. He looked up when a slightly older lady walked over.

And Harry smiled when he saw it was Narcissa Malfoy.

Narcissa returned his smile but stopped halfway when a healer came to inform her on what happened. Once the healer walked away, she finally reached Draco's bed.

Harry stood up to greet her but was surprised when the lady pulled him into a hug. "I'm glad you're here Harry," She told him in her smooth voice, "he'd be happy to know his crush, that he didn't know he had till the end of his sixth year, was here."

Harry blushed lightly and squeezed her hand in his own before sitting back down. Narcissa sat on the opposite side of her son's bed, smiling softly at their laced fingers.

A while later, the healer came back over with some more news. "We are 70% sure that he'll make a full recovery. The pills he overdosed on were extremely dangerous. Mr. Malfoy is lucky to have higher than a 50% chance to live," she explained, "I don't expect he will be waking anytime soon, but feel free to stay a bit longer."

Harry thanked her and looked back at Draco. At least there is a chance he'll live. That's better than nothing. And the kid responsible for this is lucky to be in Azkaban or I might have killed him before he even had the chance to be expelled.

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Two hours passed, and they were all grateful McGonagall gave them classes off.

Narcissa left thirty minutes prior, and the others, even Hermione and Luna, tried to convince Harry to leave also, saying that Draco would be okay, but of course he didn't leave.

So he came to an agreement, saying one more hour and then they can leave.

Harry hung his head slightly, his light grip on Draco's hand never leaving.

He felt the tiniest squeeze on his hand, but he felt he was just imaging it, so he didn't look up.

But once it came again, Harry looked up to see Draco's thin fingers griping Harry's back weakly.

He felt like his heart was going to fly out of his chest with relief.

Harry stood up and pushed the chair out of the way. He saw Draco's eyelashes flutter slightly, but he didn't open his eyes just yet.

He smiled and glanced behind him. The others faces lit up when they saw Harry's joyful expression. He turned his attention back to Draco and used his free hand to cup Draco's cheek carefully after moving a strand of soft blond hair out of his eyes.

"Draco?" He said quietly. Draco's hand tightened just the tiniest bit on Harry's hand and his eyes slowly opened.

Harry stared into the shimmering silver eyes that he knew and loved.

"Hi," Draco whispered.

"Oh Merlin, baby, you're awake," Harry whispered back, tears of happiness threatening to fall. Draco's lips quirked up in a tiny smile.

"I'm awake," he confirmed.

Harry smiled and pressed his forehead to the blond boy's, careful not to hurt him. He could care less if they weren't 'together', he was just glad to have his Draco back.

Harry reluctantly pulled away and stepped back to allow the healers to work. Ginny stood up and took his hand, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"I'm happy to have him back," Harry told her contently. "I'm happy your happy," Ginny responded with a smile.

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"Evans was expelled and taken to Azkaban," Pansy explained to Draco. Now he was sitting up and his color was almost completely back. He had Harry's hand in his own and was slowly rubbing the brunet's knuckles with his thumb. Pansy sat in the chair Narcissa Malfoy was recently sitting in and Blaise sat in another next to her, Harry sat on the edge of Draco's bed, Luna and Hermione sat in chairs on the opposite side of the bed, and Neville and Ginny stood at the end of the bed.

Draco nodded with his eyes still focused on his and Harry's hands. "What did I overdose on?"

"(Insert some name). It was pills for (insert description) and you're only supposed to take one, not six. The little shit peeled off the label," Harry said bitterly. Draco smiled at how much Harry cares for him.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "I just told you that you almost died and your smiling?" Harry ended up smiling anyway because Draco's smiles are contagious.

Draco laughed a bit. "No, silly, I'm smiling at the fact that you care."

Harry huffed. "Of course I care love."

"Actually?"

"Actually."

Actually.

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Alright, we're escaping the depressing shit now. Let's read some fluff, shall we?

Notice how the actually isn't broken :)