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Broken Wings	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-3
Helpless and Frustrated
Harry opened his eyes and expected to find himself on his floor, surrounded by empty and mostly broken bottles of Vodka and blinked his eyes and realized that he was on a bed instead. His eyebrows rose in confusion and surprise when he looked around and realized that he was not at his own home.
He sniffed and strong smell of medicines attacked his nose and he realized with a jerk that he was at St. Mungos. The voice of a throat being cleared attracted his attention and he twisted his head a little. His confusion transformed into shock when he came face to face with Hermione who was now wearing her gloves and coming towards him with a very professional face.
“I have taken your case, Mr. Potter. All the healers who had been in charge of your case previously had been instructed by me. I have decided to treat you personally now.” She said and walked towards him. Her face was carefully blank and Harry cleared his own throat, which was apparently ignored by her.
“This is the twenty fifth time you have been brought over here in the past year because the over consumption of alcohol and-“She started speaking and placed a vial containing blue liquid on his lips. He interrupted her after consuming the potion “I am sorry and you do not have to talk like this with your best friend.”
She looked at him with eyes shining with tears “He has moved on with his life. Why don’t you-“
“He has not moved on. He would have got married if he had. You know he hasn’t.” Harry cut her off again.
“Your body won’t be able to bear so much alcohol, Harry. You have to stop it. It has been four years.” She continued and placed another vial on his lips. He dutifully drank the potion again before replying “How did you find me?”
“Imagine my surprise when Ron returned, red faced and utterly terrified with your unconscious body at around 1.” She replied and her eyes were shining again. He swallowed when he realized that his best friends still cared for him, even though he did not deserve their care at all. He had asked them to leave him alone when they had tried to stop his alcohol a year back. That had been a wrong step.
“I am sorry.” He repeated and licked his lips.
“Please stop it now. You have to stop taking so much alcohol all the time. It’s not healthy.” She said and sat on a chair beside his bed with her head in his hands. “I have sent so many letters to Draco. He does not reply to any of them. Even Ron tried to talk to him. He simply ignores us.”
Harry sighed and whispered “I did hurt him and you must stop bothering him like this.”
“Two hands are needed for clapping, Harry. Your relationship was never healthy. It was bound to end. For instance, you never spoke about Draco’s past or yours.” Hermione was looking at him and Harry looked away with a mumble “He suffered more-“
“How can you even compare the suffering of two people?” She started and Harry interrupted her “Perhaps you are right but he will never come back. He is done with me and our marriage.”
“Then, why don’t you just move on? When you know that he would never be back, what is the point of waiting for him?” She asked and he looked at his hands. It was not something he did not know himself. By all means, four years was a long time and was enough to move on. The duelling school in which he trained students had asked him to attend once a week. Not that he blamed them. He was rarely ever fully conscious and he was almost always having a hangover when he was not drunk.
The board of the school claimed that he was not a good influence on students. Students thought that it was cool to drink. With time on his hands, he had nothing but to look at the walls and the old photos that belonged to the period when they were happy, or perhaps he was because apparently, Draco had never gotten over his past. Harry had just been too blind. He should have seen his pain behind his smile but he had chosen to ignore it. He had started drinking because he made him forget everything, if only for a short period of time.
“Harry. You are zoning out. You don’t have to keep it all inside you and you don’t have to return to your place. Just live at ours.” She spoke softly and he shook his head “I can’t let it go. I- I can’t move on. I love him too much Hermione and the fact that it’s just my fault-“
“It’s not entirely your fault. He must have sought help. He should have spoken to you but he-“Hermione defended him and he sighed before cutting her off “Leave it be Hermione. I just can’t move on.”
“I can’t let you drown yourself in alcohol, Harry. That’s just- how- how can you expect me to let you die slowly?” She replied and abruptly stood up “I am sorry but you are forcing me to take the matters in my hands. I have let it go long enough. Perhaps, you disapprove but you can disapprove all you want.”
“What- Where are you going? Just stop interfering.”
She laughed bitterly at his stammered words “We had been stupid enough to acquiesce to your wishes a year back. It won’t happen again. Insult us all you want, Harry. Good bye.”
She apparated before Harry had even opened his mouth and he was left gaping at the door, wondering worriedly where she had gone.
Ten minutes later, he crawled out of the bed tiredly and apparated to his place.
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Draco was trying to stop his godfather from killing his father in the fit of rage that did not seem to cease. It was all in vain, of course. Severus was an unstoppable force of nature and father had only become stronger in Azkaban. The dementors had been banished after Voldemort’s defeat and Azkaban did not have the effect it had had in past on the prisoners.
“You taught him not to take anyone’s help?” Severus shouted even as he tried to restrain him from his shoulders. Father was as adamant as ever “I had not asked him not to ask your help. He is your bloody godson. You should have searched for him.” He spoke coldly.
“I did, god damnit. I searched everywhere and by the time I succeeded, Potter had found him and they seemed happy.” Severus’s voice was furious and Draco had never seen him so angry.
“Will you both just SHUT UP?” He shouted, frustrated by their quarrelling and mother’s incessant tears. Mother had not stopped crying ever since Severus had told or rather shouted everything to father. To say that father had been shocked would be an understatement. Father had turned completely white. He had only ever seen him so shaken up when he had realized that Lord Voldemort had returned from death.
“NO.” They yelled at him and he continued “Bygones are bygones and I have- have moved on.” Of course, his fingers trembled on Severus’s shoulder and he averted his gaze. He was after all lying and father and godfather always read his face.
“You can’t even say it. Of course, you haven’t moved on.” Father whispered, keeping his cold and angry eyes on Severus.
“You will notice that once he decided to leave Potter, I did bring him to my house. I had in fact been keeping an eye on him ever since I had found him. Had you not been stupid to join-“Severus snapped, his chest heaving for breath and father cut him off “I committed a mistake and I apologize for the same. I have in fact paid for it in Azkaban along with Narcissa. I had left him in your care. As a godfather, you must have forced him to listen to you but you-“
Severus struggled in his hold to go and punch father and when Draco did not let go, he shouted “He vanished, you bastard. He completely vanished. His wand had been snapped. I had no way to follow his magical signature even. What was I supposed to do?”
“I don’t care about that. My son was forced to-“Father stopped because his voice broke off and Draco read his misery this time. His godfather was not faring any better. He had stopped struggling and Draco knew that Draco’s arms were the only thing supporting him. He would have fallen down, had Draco not been holding him. Mother was crying silently. Tears streaked down her cheeks as she stared at the fire place and Draco did not know what to do. He was simply frustrated.
Granger couldn’t have chosen a worst time to arrive. She knocked and he flicked his wand to open the door. To say that he was irritated to see her would be an understatement. Her greeting was just icing on the top of his fury.
“Look, Draco. I have waited for a long time. Either you move on or you reconcile with Harry. He won’t stop drinking and I cannot see him creating a pit for himself that grows deeper as the days pass.” She spoke softly and Draco just stared at the nosy woman.
“I should never have left Draco with you. I should have taken him away when I had the chance. You destroyed his life. I HATE YOU SO-“Severus shouted and released himself from Draco’s hold because Draco was busy gaping at Granger standing in front of him with crossed arms.
“Perhaps you should have, Severus. I DELARED YOU AS HIS GODFATHER FOR A REASON. I DID NOT TRUST MYSELF. YOU FAILED SEVERUS BECAUSE YOU WERE CONCERNED ABOUT POTTER’S WELFARE ALL THE-“A solid punch on his cheeks silenced father and Draco stared at Severus who was staring red faced at father.
“EASY FOR YOU TO SAY YOU BASTARD. HAD I CARED FOR POTTER AT ALL, HE WON’T HAVE BEEN A BLOODY DRUNK AT THIS PRESENT MOMENT AND HERMIONE GRANGER WON’T BE STANDING IN FRONT OF US. YOU DID NOT HAVE DUMBLEDORE-“He shouted father retorted furiously “OH! Please, Dumbledore did not lift a single finger to search Draco. I am quite sure that he led to-“
“One more word and you will have no mouth to speak at all, Lucius. He did everything in his hands to search Draco. There was no way to search him. You were busy paying for your sins in bloody Azkaban when you should have been here helping your son. It’s your fault in the first place for keeping him ignorant about everything muggle.” Severus was panting by the end and he was so angry that his hands were trembling and his face was completely red. Father was not faring any better. His hands were clenched into fists and he was glaring dangerously at Severus. Draco knew that he would have to interfere if he wanted to avoid any further fights.
He walked stood between them, facing Severus. He couldn’t even look at father yet.
“Look, both of you are my fathers and it was my mistake for being an ignorant fool. Past is past and I have move- moved on.” Draco’s stammer at the end gave him away and his father whispered softly “You can’t even look at me. You can’t even say it and you want me to believe it Draco.” Father spoke and Draco stayed quiet, looking at Severus with shame in his eyes. “Look at me Draco.” Father said and Draco shook his head.
“Lucius, leave it.” Mother whispered brokenly and Draco simply couldn’t take it anymore. It was all too much. He snapped at them “You have got the manor now. You can return there. You have elves to serve you.”
“We came to meet you, Draco.” Mother replied and Draco couldn’t bear to look at her. He had almost forgotten Granger’s presence. Almost. She made herself known by a simply whispered sentence “I hate to interrupt this but I really do need to speak to you Draco.” Draco looked at her with narrowed eyes. How dare she? Always interfering. Bloody nosy woman! Weasley and Granger had been one of the several causes of Draco’s quarrels with Harry.
He glared at her and said coldly “What do you need?” His voice must really have been cold because she literally staggered and stared at him “I just ne- need to talk to you about Harry.”
“Of course, Potter again. You had to go and marry Potter, Draco. Honestly, of all people-“ Father mocked Severus interrupted with a snapped “There is nothing wrong with Harry. Do not make presumptions. He is one of the reasons your son is even alive.”
“Shut up, Severus.” Father snapped and Severus snapped back “You bloody shut your filthy mouth.”
“I really need to talk to you, Draco.” Granger interrupted again and Draco burst “FUCKING SHUT THE FUCK UP.”
Everyone froze and he glared at Granger spitefully “You want to talk to me about Potter. Let us talk in the bloody ‘boy who lived to be the bane of my existence’s’ presence, eh? Perhaps that would force you to stop interfering in others life.”
Granger’s mouth dropped open in shock and she stuttered “What do you mean? I –“
“Oh! I will definitely tell you today. Come on, let’s leave.” He glared at her held her wrist painfully. She winced and said “Draco, please-“
“Shut up.” He snapped and apparated to the place he had avoided for four long years.
Harry’s and his old home.
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