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Love me or Hate me	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1979 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter-12
A meeting with past mistakes
On this note, she left and Ginny soon followed after her with a curt "I am also renting a flat at Leaky."
"Where is Mr. Malfoy now? I have never heard anything about him." Lily, who had been quiet asked now, asked "Mum never answered when I asked her about his whereabouts."
"He was being kept in Malfoy manor in France, initially but then Scorpius grew up and started asking about him and so they gave the journal to him and then shifted Draco to their current residence in Wiltshire. I kept the media away from him, which is why you haven't heard anything about him."
I was startled when James suddenly stood up and slammed his hands on the table "How could you be such a bastard dad. It does not matter whether Mr. Malfoy is a veela or a werewolf or a vampire or bloody devil himself. How could you have been such a bastard to anyone?"
"Language, James-"
"You have no right to scold me. You have lost your respect in my eyes and I will help Albus drag you to the court. You should have been punished then and will be punished, even if it is fourteen years late."
Everyone stared at James, including Lily whose eyes had gone wide with surprise.
James had been the child he had been closest to so of course James was the child who was the most hurt. His illusions that Harry was a kind polite man who could never be wrong were shattered.
"So will I." Lily got up and glared at him with her arms crossed around her chest. Albus and James mimicked her and his children looked so strong and determined at that moment that he was proud of them, in spite of the fact that he was nowhere near the solution of what to do with Draco while he would be in prison.
They had to know so I started speaking again "Draco's mind had snapped and I went to meet him. Severus had told me that Draco had been shouting and blasting things apart ever since that incident and his words or voice was never understandable. He calmed down when I went to see him. He stared at me as if I was his personal sun. I still remember that day.....
I rang the bell and after the fifth ring, a house elf came to receive me. The poor elf was very worried and was practically in tears.
"Master Draco is being shouting again. He is not being eating or drinking or bathing. He is drooling and crying and screaming and blasting everything. He is- he is-"
I stared at the elf as if the creature had grown another head.
"Take me to your master Draco please." I ordered the creature softly once I had gone inside and the door had been locked behind me.
"Draco please." The frantic voice belonged to Lucius Malfoy and Harry wondered what was happening. He received his answer after a minute.
"NAHHHGFFFGG." The voice- no actually it was an incoherent stream of words which were screamed and the voice depicted that the speaker was in agony.
"I can't unbind you, Draco. You are tearing your skin off. Please you have -" Harry started running when he heard Professor Snape's pleaded words.
"NAHHHGFYYHHGGGGGG. UJJJHHHHHN." The words were not at all clear, not even a single word. The elf directed me towards a large room which was a complete wreck. I stared at the condition of the room. All the chairs, tables, mirrors were broken, wood and glass strewn all over the room. Almost nothing was intact.
Malfoy was tied to his own bed. He was in a pathetic condition. His arms and legs were tied and Lucius and Professor Snape were trying to reason with a man who was clearly insane. I saw his torn clothes and I saw that they had been torn by Malfoy himself. He was bleeding everywhere, face, lips, chest, and legs. Blood was on almost every visible part of his body. He was struggling in his bonds and I stared silently at him. He was screaming and shouting incoherent things and I could just stare at him in shock as his father and godfather tried to talk to him.
"NGGGGFFDFDSSD." He screamed and tears streamed down his cheeks. I couldn't watch all this anymore. I mumbled "Malfoy." I had mumbled softly and the subsequent silence was really deafening. Malfoy was staring at me, completely silent, his eyes wide and red rimmed.
He struggled in his bonds and looked at me, his eyes pleading me to unbind him and I didn't know how I understood his unspoken words but I did and I walked forward.
"Mr. Potter, what are you doing here?" Lucius asked me and I licked my lips. I knew I would have to apologize but no apology would sooth what I had done to the man's son but nevertheless, I tried "I am sorry Mr. Malfoy. I have come to see him."
Lucius stared at me for a few minutes and then walked aside, silently.
"Don't disappoint me again, Mr. Potter." Professor Snape's soft voice reached my ears and I nodded.
I turned my attention towards Malfoy who had stopped struggling and shouting now and was staring at me with pleading eyes.
I unbound him and once his arms were free, he punched me hard on my face. There was an unrestrained fury in the blond's eyes. In the past, I would have responded with a punch but I just sat there, waiting for another punch that never came. Malfoy folded his arms and glared at me as if he was the sane one and I, the insane.
"We are outside. Call us if you need us." This being said, Lucius and Professor Snape left us to our own devices.
Instead of the punch that I was waiting for, I received indifference. Gone was the Malfoy who looked softly at me, or sneered and smirked at me, who teased me endlessly. No. Malfoy either completely ignored me, choosing to stare at the ceiling or stared at me with blank eyes. I tried to talk to him.
"Malfoy, would you talk to me?"
He did not reply.
"I am really sorry, Malfoy."
Still no reply.
"Malfoy, did you do a sacrificial ritual to bring me back from death."
No reply.
"Please say something."
Malfoy said nothing. He remained completely quiet.
"Okay, don't talk to me if you don't want to. At least eat something."
I had just picked up the plate when he took it from my hands and threw it on the floor, screaming incoherently again. This sudden change startled me and I backed off in fear of hurting the other man. That was wrong, I suppose.
He started screaming and crying and scratching his face and eyes and chest and legs and hands and everything uncovered, bleeding himself. I heard Lucius and Professor Snape enter the room. They tried to calm him down but Malfoy kept on scratching himself. I sat there, my eyes transfixed at him in shock.
This was what I had reduced him to. My presence soothed him and my backing off turned him insane. I stood up and started backing off, my eyes still at him. He was still shouting and screaming, his hands and legs bound again, a picture of madness, helplessness and agony.
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