Life Altering Moments | By : BloodyRedQueen Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6833 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Chapter 12: Disaster
Harry sighed, wheeling himself out of Fred and George’s Diagon Alley Shop. Draco was at practice and he had just gotten done helping the twins test more of their infernal products. Dinner the previous evening with Severus had been rather entertaining and enjoyable. As much as he was loath to admit it, Draco’s godfather was beginning to grow on him. Severus had finally realized that Harry was not a reincarnation of James Potter and from their their relationship had vastly improved.
“Harry?” Hermione Granger-Weasley’s clear tone rang out, causing the man to pause and pivot his chair.
“Mione” Harry replied, grinning apprehensively at the girl. He was still trying to make an effort to maintain his friendships but he was still iffy about associating with the Weasleys.
“Harry I haven’t seen you in forever” Hermione admonished, waddling forward with her very pregnant body and giving Harry a tight hug.
“Yea, I’ve been busy writing, sorry” Harry flushed, feeling a bit guilty though not as much as he once would have.
“Well, join me for lunch?” Hermione asked, “I swear I’m always hungry. I make Ron look like he eats normal meals” She said, nodding in the direction of a small cafe.
“Sure” Harry agreed, chuckling a bit at her statement. To this day Ron continued to eat as he did at Hogwarts.
Settling at a small table just on the patio, Harry glanced over the menu, surprised that he hadn’t been in this cafe before.
“Any suggestions?” He finally asked, knowing his friend had been here as she had mentioned that small fact coming in.
“The soup and sandwich deal is lovely” Hermione said, taking a small sip of her tea. In her hand, hidden from Harry was the vial of blue potion that Nott had given her. It would be fairly easy to slip it to him when he wasn’t looking, she was just waiting.
“Alright then” Harry agreed, glancing up as the waitress came over. Placing their orders, Harry excused himself to wash his hands. Thankfully the washroom wasn’t difficult to get to since the young man had enough problems without inconvenience .
Watching Harry go, Hermione acted quickly, well as quickly as a woman eight and half months pregnant could act and quickly poured the mixture into Harry’s tea. Slipping the empty vial into her bag she waited patiently for her ‘friend’ to return and impatiently for the food to arrive.
Harry sipped his tea, his brow furrowing for a moment at the odd taste though he thought nothing of it. Perhaps it was because it had cooled a bit? He sighed, watching as Hermione anxiously awaited the arrival of the food, the poor girl was practically salivating.
HP/DM
Harry arrived home awhile later, having had Mipsy come collect him. His head was spinning, he had been feeling off since lunch time, he sincerely hoped he hadn’t gotten another cold. Heading for bed, he positioned his chair as close as he could and began the laborious task of moving his aching and unresponsive body to the bed. Something was wrong, the room was spinning dangerously, his hand slipped and the dark haired man’s body pitched forward, his head striking the side of the bed rather nastily. Collapsing in a heap, blood seeping from the new cut across his brow, Harry Potter-Malfoy lay unconscious on the floor.
HP/DM
Draco sighed, stepping into the house after a rather long and trying practice. Silence greeted him, though that wasn’t much of a surprise, the elves were not prone to making noise and Harry was either still in Diagon Alley or taking a nap or something. Hanging up his cloak, he kicked off his trainers with a relieved sigh and headed down the hall to his and Harry’s room to take a long, well deserved shower. Stepping into the room he was surprised to see Harry’s chair next to the bed, but no Harry. Heart beginning to pound, Draco rushed around the bed, his eyes going wide as he saw his husband lying, face down on the floor, a puddle of blood surrounding his face. Cursing, Draco quickly pulled Harry up, checking to see if he was breathing, thankfully he was, but the sound was harsh, as if he were struggling.
“Harry?” Draco begged, before suddenly coming to his senses.
“Mipsy! Flipsy!” He screamed, his throat aching from the noise. As soon as the elves appeared he sent one to St. Mungos and another to his Father before he gathered his husband in his arms and apparated straight to the hospital.
HP/DM
Hours had passed since he had last seen his husband. Harry had immediately been taken by the staff and was currently in a private room undergoing a few procedures. Of what, he had no idea, he hadn’t been listening. He only knew Harry was dangerously close to death and was barely hanging on. He sat outside the room, his hands clenched into fists as his mother rubbed soothing circles on his back and his father harassed the staff for information. Nott, he knew Nott had something to do with this, but what? He couldn’t have gotten into the house and attacked Harry, that wasn’t possible. Someone would have seen in the Alley, already Aurors were combing the streets asking for clues, no one seemed to know anything. Harry had had lunch with Granger and that was it. The twins had said he was fine when he had left their shop, and he hadn’t even eaten anything their. Poison, someone had poisoned his husband and he would make them pay.
Once again his hands tightened instinctively into fists, anger, fear and multiple other emotions bubbling to the surface as a few tears snaked their way down his face.
Finally the head Healer, Healer Jenkins emerged, wiping a sweaty hand across his brow.
“Your husband will be fine Mr. Malfoy” He said as Draco leapt up.
“He needs to remain here for a few days under observation, but we were able to stop the spread of the poison” He said, as Draco breathed a sigh of relief.
“However, he does have some head trauma from where he cut himself and once he does go home I must insist he stay in bed for at least a week doing absolutely nothing strenuous” He warned, his eyes narrowing almost teasingly at the man. Draco flushed, muttering that he would make sure Harry didn’t strain himself.
“C-Can I see him?” He finally asked, his voice catching in his throat.
“He’s sleeping now, but I see no problem with that” Jenkins said, gathering up his charts and heading down the hallways towards his office.
Draco sighed, stepping into the all to familiar hospital room and looking at the bed. Harry was lying extremely still, his eyes fluttering in his sleep. His tan skin was pale and tinged almost blue and his body looked small and thin as if he had lost weight. A nurse was fitting an IV into his arm for fluids she explained though Draco wasn’t listening as he took the chair next to the bed and gathered up his husband’s free left hand. His fingers traced the wedding band on Harry’s finger over and over, as if reassuring himself that Harry was alive, well and still his.
Lucius and Narcissa entered the room, both wincing at the sight of their son and son-in-law.
“Draco, once Harry is able to leave I’d like you both to come stay at the Manor” Lucius said gently, he was worried about his family’s safety and wanted them nearby. Draco nodded, he’d need his parents support through this, and hell the Manor had amazing security, even more so then his own house. He looked up at his Parents, his eyes red rimmed as he tried to keep from crying. He couldn’t believe this had happened, just when his and Harry’s lives seemed to be getting on track. He leaned forward, kissing the raven haired man’s forhead, still cradling his hand. His parents didn’t even bother to ask if he was coming home, he’d be staying until Harry was able to leave.
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