Evelyn Potter and the Chamber of secrets ( Draco )

Chapter 12

3rd person's p.o.v.

Harry was transported from the stretcher and onto one of the many bed in the hospital wing, with his hand all jelly, thanks to bloody Lockfart.

Evelyn was on a bed next to him, unconscious, and opposite of her bed Draco groaning and moaning like Dudley when he ain't allowed to eat his favorite chocolate ice cream, if you don't count crying his eyes out.

And as expected, Harry and Evelyn's bed were surrounded by friends from different houses, while Draco's was surrounded by his Slytherin friends, as usual.

Madam Pomfrey was, as usual, trying to push as much people out of the room as possible, including Draco, who was in perfect condition, though his fake howling says differently.

" Mr. Malfoy, stop making such a fuss. You can go now. Out of my way!! " Madam Pomfrey pushed her way in the thick crowd of the Potters' fans and friends, mainly Evelyn's, stopping at the unconscious girl's bed, with a Skele Gro bottle in her hands. " She won't be awake until a specific time comes. Now whoever who is here because they fancy her. GET OUT!!! "

More than half of the visitor crowd scurried out of the hospital wing in fear, leaving Evelyn's friends next to their bed.

Madam Pomfrey then walked quickly towards Harry's bed, placing the Skele Gro bottle on the table next to him. " Should have been brought straight to me. I can mend bones in a heartbeat, but growing them- "

" You will be able, won't you? " Hermione interrupted worriedly.

" Oh, I'll be able to, certainly. But it'll be painful! " Madam Pomfrey informed, before pouring a small amount of Skele Gro into a glass cup, passing it to Harry, " You're in for a rough night, Potter. Regrowing bones is a nasty business. "

Harry, who was unaware of what Skele Gro is or taste like, drank it, and, as expected, spit it all out on his friends unintentionally, because of it's taste. And Astoria, being Astoria, started complaining like there's no tommorow, which reminded everyone what Evelyn would do if she was there.

" What do you expect? Pumpkin juice? " Madam Pomfrey scoffed, refilling the cup impatiently.

And so it went for the entire day, with Harry growing bones, with Evelyn still unconscious, and at least one of the hundred fans Evelyn had but didn't know visiting her every five minutes, making Madam Pomfrey shoo them out of the hospital wing just at the sight of them.

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Evelyn's p.o.v.

Okay, where am I?

Why is there a squeaking and squealing sound?

Wait, who's talking?

It sounds like... Harry?

And the squealing sound?

Sounds eerily like... Dobby?

Why is Dobby here?

Okay, why ain't my eyes opening?

Come on eyes, you've got this.

Open upppp!!!

My eyes fluttered open and took in my surroundings which looks eerily like hospital wing, cuz it is hospital wing. Duh.

" Evelyn? "