Malfoy's Infatuation

First Kiss

Oliver Wood's POV

I'm walking hastily from Gryffindor Tower down to the Great Hall, halting as something catches my eye at the very bottom of the moving stairs. It looks like a.. scarf? And are those Hufflepuff colors? This cannot be any good. I run down the many stairs towards the bottom set, as I get closer I can make out a head of [Y/H/C] hair coated in blood. The girl is strewn on the stairs, robe and tie lying haphazardly. I reach forward, hastily flipping over the student who's wearing the scarf. Dear Merlin, it's [Y/N]! The scarf is saturated in red, and there's a puddle of blood forming by her body. I turn behind me and see that there was a blood trail. "Oh Merlin [Y/N] what happened?" I say, only greeted by the still, tense atmosphere. Panic starts to come over me. I'm not quite experienced in this department. Think Oliver, think, what is the best option here? I can't take her to the hospital ward, that's for sure. What if the reason she's like this would get her into trouble? Finding no better option, I tenderly scoop her up in my arms, letting her head rest against my chest. I do my best to run back up the stairs to the Gryffindor Tower without further harming [Y/N]. Nobody was in the common room when I had left, so I can't imagine it's bustling now. I sneakily make my way past the common room and into my dorm, and set [Y/N] onto my bed.

I pull out all my spell and potion books, scattering them over my desk, flipping through countless pages, hoping to find anything that can help her heal or to even relieve the pain. I withdraw my wand from my pocket and point it towards [Y/N]. "Uhm Vulnera Sanentur" I say. It doesn't look like it does much of any help. At least I know no one used 'sectumsempra' on her. I quickly flip through more pages, my finger fumbling over the pages due to my shaking hands. Olive calm down, you can't help her if you freak out. Think of how many broken bones you've fixed in quidditch. Wait THAT'S IT.

"Brackium Emendo". I hear a slight few dense cracks but relatively speaking, the spell looks like it didn't do much. I hear a familiar voice outside my door and I rush over to open it, hoping it's the person I think it is.

When I slightly open the door, I see a sliver of red hair. I look over at the silhouette in more detail, to make sure it was one of the Weasleys I wanted and not Ginny or Ron. No offense to them. "Psst, Fred? Is that you?" I ask. He turns away from his conversation and heads to me.

"Yes it's me Wood, what can I do for you?" he asks. I know this was going to be a major mood killer. I open the door a little wider and shake my head to the side, gesturing for him to come in. He walks towards me, eyeing the blood on my shirt with a strange look in his eyes. As soon as he passes through the threshold of the room, his eyes scan over [Y/N]'s disheveled body. I could see the moment everything clicks in his head, he rushes to my bed and his demeanor changes. He went from wearing his signature 'happy-go-lucky' smile to wearing a frown, complimented by a creased forehead, within a matter of seconds.

"What happened Wood, what did you do to her?" he asks me, how could he think I would do this? His voice sounds hurt, but I don't have much to tell him because I don't even know myself.

"Honestly Fred, I don't have a clue. I was heading to the Great Hall for dinner when I saw her at the very bottom of the stairs" I reply.

"Down where?"

"Well down at the level with the dungeons. Fred, there was a blood trail that led down the hallway towards the Slytherin common room" I say. He clenches his hand into a fist. I get it Fred, I do, I will find whoever is responsible for this violence, but now is not the time. "Can you help a mate out and help me heal her? I haven't a clue what to do!" He steps back from her unconscious body, takes his wand out and points it at her.

"Rennervate," he says as a light comes from his wand. Suddenly [Y/N] begins to slowly come out of her sleep. I can tell she's in pain from the moans and groans coming from her. Both Fred and I walk up to the sides of the bed and await for her to hopefully open up her eyes.