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The Lost Prince	By : joms_hp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5649 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 1: Message

He was floating in a sea of warmth. It is so comfortable and peaceful. He felt at peace here, wherever here is. It is like the world doesn't matter, where pain wouldn't be able to touch him, where responsibilities are so far away.

"How long are you planning stay here?" a deep baritone voice asked in an annoyed voice disrupting his peaceful world.

He frowned, 'No I don't want to go back,' he thought. 'I don't want to be hurt again,' he adamantly refused to go back to the world that only seeks to hurt him.

"Even though you don't want to go back you have to. You can't stay here. I can't have you running away like a coward. Now wake up!" the voice commanded and he felt his consciousness returning.

'No I don't want to!' he fought desperately but he knew it's futile for he felt awareness creeping around him.

*groan*

He heard a rustling beside him and felt the bed dip a little. When he opened his eyes bright light assaulted his eyes and a tiny whimper escaped his lips. There was a slight rustling beside him, "You can open your eyes now," a voice said beside him. He tentatively opened his eyes glad that he was not blinded by the light again. He stared confusedly at the dark figure in front of him trying to decipher who blurry person in front of him is. "Ah sorry, here," a pair of spectacles was place upon his face and everything became clear.

"Wh…Who?" he croaked but instead of an answer a straw was place on his lips and cool water went down his parched throat. After a few sips the straw was removed. "Thank…you," he whispered softly his throat still hurts even with the help of the water.

"You're welcome!" the person said cheerfully. "I am Dr. Jose Rodriguez. I am a pediatrician and you are in my clinic. I must say you took quite a beating there. When I found you three days ago, you were almost at death's doors. You were unconscious since then. Mah! Kids these days are so violent. Oh sorry I forgot to ask what your name is," the dark skinned doctor said scratching his neck in a sheepish manner.

"Ha… "He caught himself before saying his name he never knew if this doctor could be trusted for all he knew he might be a death eater or worse an Order member. He can't afford to be capture by either party or else all his efforts will be for not.

Doctor Rodriguez just waited patiently for a response but nothing came out of the boy. He sighed at the look of distrust on the teen's face. "Look I know you don't trust me but I give you my word I won't turn you in to anybody if ever you were running away from somebody. I just need your name for the record,"

He tried to assess the doctor's sincerity and with a bit of occulumency he learned that he could at least trust the doctor with his name. "Harry Potter," he said softly.

"There that wasn't so bad was it? Ok then Harry I'll leave you alone for awhile to finish some of my work. I'll be back in a few hours ok?"

Before Dr. Rodriguez left the room Harry remembered his back pack. He abruptly stood up and gasped when his injuries where pulled and that sent him reeling because of the pain and it made his vision swim. It is a good thing Dr. Rodriguez was able to catch him before he lands on his face, "Whoa! What do you think you're doing? You're not well yet!" the doctor reprimanded.

Harry wince as he was place gently back down unto the bed. "My… backpack… Where is it?" he panted his energy suddenly leaving him after the adrenaline rush left him.

"Don't worry your things are safe they are over there. You shouldn't over exert yourself. You're not well yet at least rest a little and take things slowly. Geez children these days are so rash," Dr. Rodriguez said in exasperation while scratching his hair.

"Could you please hand me my bag?" Harry asked tentatively not wanting to anger the doctor.

*sigh*

"Only if you promise to rest afterwards," Dr. Rodriguez said giving the boy a stern look.

Harry just nodded and Dr. Rodriguez handed him his bag and help Harry in sitting up by propping him unto the pillows. "Thank you," Harry said as soon as he was situated comfortably.

"You're welcome. Now be a good boy and behave. If you need anything just page me ok?" he said pointing at the call button beside the bed. With that the doctor left him alone.

As soon as the doctor left, Harry reached for his backpack and opened a hidden pocket that is heavily warded. He checked if his wand and other important things are still inside. He breathes a sigh of relief once he accounted that everything is still inside. He took out his wand and opened another pocket where he kept his potions stocks. He felt dismayed when he found that he already ran out of pepper up potions. 'How am I supposed to leave?' he thought perturbed by his predicament.

He made an assessment with his body to see if he could handle an escape without the aid of the potion. He found that most of his injuries had been treated and he has enough energy to at least leave unnoticed or so his assessment tells him. 'I need to leave as soon as possible before the Order learns that I am missing and comes looking for me,' he thought determinedly.

He stood up slowly trying to will the nausea that struck him away. When he was stable on his feet, he looked around for some clothes he could change into. Spotting his clothes neatly folded on the chair he slowly made his way over to change.

Meanwhile

Dr. Jose Rodriguez slumped into his chair in his office. 'Mattaku! Why did I ever become a pediatrician? Children are more trouble than they are worth. Mah anyway, I need to go do my work,' he thought as he booted up his computer.

"Hm… It came in. That was fast. Let's see what the results are," he muttered to himself as he opens the message he was sent along with the attachment that came with it. After scrolling down the report he gasped at what he saw. "So it's true! After all this years we finally have a hit. I need to tell the boss," he immediately hit the print button to print out the document and sent out a message to Switzerland.

But his exhilaration with the news was short lived when he heard ruckus outside his office. He rushed out of his office in record speed thinking that something happened with his ward. As soon as he reach the room where his charge is he can't help but be annoyed with what he saw. Harry was sprawled on the floor with an upturned medical tray beside him.

"Honestly! I just left you for a few moments and here you are risking you health while trying to leave! So much for gratitude I would say. You could at least have said goodbye maybe then I would have driven you off to the nearest bus station!" he said as he tried to help his patient unto his feet and towards the bed.

"You children are really troublesome, you know that. Now let's see if you have reopened some of your injuries," he said while taking Harry's shirt off.

"Please… let me leave… I need to leave as soon as possible," Harry begged the doctor.

"Look kid I can't let you leave not with the state of your injuries. I already promised you that I won't hand you over to whoever it is who are chasing you," the doctor said.

"Please…" Harry implored.

The doctor again scratch his head and exasperation he had been doing that a lot and it's not even lunch time yet. "Oh alright I'll drive you to the bus station after my working hours how's that for a compromise?" Dr. Rodriguez offered.

Harry contemplated his situation and found that he had no other choice. He nodded his assent and muttered a soft "Thank you,"

The doctor just gave him a smile and mussed up his hair, "So are you hungry? I am about to order lunch so what you want?" Dr. Rodriguez asked as he stood up and fished out his mobile from his pocket so he could order some food. When Harry didn't answer he just dialed a familiar number for the local Chinese restaurant. "Mah! I guess I'll just order what I usually order then,"

Inside the doctor's office the screen of the computer started beeping signaling an incoming message.

Inbox: 1 message received

Sender: Shori

Message:

I'll be there within 3 hours.

Tsuzuku…

A/N: Yay! I was able to pen down this chapter and here I thought it would be put to shelf again oh well. I hope you like this chapter. I'll try to update my other fics so matta ne! Please leave me a comment! ^_^
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