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Darkness Or Light. What Is your Choice?	By : Kalariona Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3907 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Why hello! Thank you for coming. The next chapter of my fic is here. Sorry for the slight delay. I have no excuses.
Thank you thank you to all of you lovely reviewers out there who spent time telling me what you thought. This chapter is dedicated to all of you. I hope it pleases you! Of course, please keep on telling me what you think! The more reviews I get, the quicker I will be at updating! (Hint hint!�) Not very subtle huh?
Do not own Harry Potter! Come on! I�d be waving this in the publisher�s face if I did!
Anyway, SLASH. Draco/Harry. A few other couples thrown in for good measure and a whole lot of teenage angst, dreams, darkness and other Icky stuff. What do you get?

DARKNESS OR LIGHT. WHAT IS YOUR CHOICE?

Chapter 6 The Infirmary And Darkness!

Ron paced back and forth across the common room, muttering to himself. Ginny, who�s chair he was pacing in front of was becoming agitated with him, but he didn�t care.
�Why won�t Pomfrey let us see him?� Ron finally burst out. �She always let us see him before. Hermione is flipping frantic.�
�Calm down Ron.� Ginny held up her hands in a placating manner. �There must be a good reason. She�ll let you in to see him soon.�
�Don�t patronise me Ginny. I know your not as calm as you look.� Actually, Ron was lying. Ginny looked terrible. She was pale and she had tied her hair back into a severe ponytail with a few strands sticking out in all directions. �I just want to know what the hell is wrong with him.�
�What actually happened Ron? All I�ve heard is that Harry is unconscious and has been for the past few days.� Ginny curled herself up in her chair. �And is it true that Malfoy carried him to the Hospital Wing? I heard some of the Slytherins muttering to themselves in Transfiguration. Apparently, one of them was in the Library when you were.�
�Yeah. It�s true. Harry just fell off his chair screaming in pain. We sent Blaise Zabini to grab Pomfrey, then Malfoy picked Harry up and carried him out of the Library.�
Ron paused in his pacing, thinking for a minute. �I don�t know what is going on with him.� He muttered. �He�s been awfully civil to me lately and he�s actually been avoiding Harry. He�s also been in pain for a while.�
�What do you mean, in pain?� Ginny leaned her head on her hand. �And a Malfoy, civil? That�s a turn up for the books isn�t it?�
�Isn�t it though.� Ron grinned. �Anyway, during last Friday�s potion lesson, as soon as Harry and Blaise began talking, his eyes glazed over and he doubled over the desk, his head in his hands, groaning. I ignored him at first but it became obvious something was wrong. Snape was giving us important information on our OWL�s and Malfoy was not listening. When I asked him what was wrong, he brushed me off politely and told me to pick the books! I was shocked.�
�Strange.�
�Yeah. Anyway, when I had picked the potion book, I turned back to see Harry talking to him. He was smiling at Malfoy, then he turned back to Blaise. I swear I heard Malfoy give a tiny sob when I sat back down, but don�t quote me on that.�
�Very strange!� Ginny grinned. �And have you been getting on with him since?�
�I have. In the Library before Harry fainted, we were chatting about our potion and it was all pleasant. No malice at all. I did notice though, that he kept staring at Harry.�
�Ooohh.� Ginny sat up straight in her chair. �Maybe he has a crush on Harry!� Ron looked at her in shock at the suggestion, but saw her eyes twinkling merrily.
�Don�t say things like that Ginny.� He shuddered. �Besides, you would be crushed if that were true.� Ron shot back at her. Ginny blushed and stared at the carpet.
�It wouldn�t happen.� She said confidently. Ron smiled at his blushing sister, and then turned to see Hermione storm into the common room, the portrait clacking closed behind her. She threw herself into the chair next to Ginny and began to wring her hands.
�They still won�t let me see him.� Hermione muttered. �I need to know if he�s okay.�
�Calm down Hermione.� Ron absently used the same word his sister had a few moments ago. �I�m sure he�s fine.�
�Then why can�t we see him?� �I need to see him.� To Ron�s shock, he saw tears in Hermione�s eyes. He sat down on the floor, crossing his legs and arms.
�Hermione.� Ron began, forgetting that his sister was sitting on the chair next to her. �Can I ask you a question?� He thought back over the past week, thinking about Hermione�s behaviour around Harry and when she wasn�t with him.
�Of course Ron.� Hermione rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. Ron stared at her.
�Are you in love with Harry?� He ignored his sister�s gasp and concentrated on Hermione�s face. She went red, then white. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened. Finally she answered, a shaky smile on her face.
�Yeah right Ron. Whatever gave you that idea?� She was still wringing her hands and Ron gave her a half smile.
�Okay fine, so, say I asked you out, what would you say?� He heard Ginny gasp again and gave her a look, which clearly meant, �be quiet.� Hermione didn�t answer, just shook her head. �All right. What if Harry asked you out. What would you say to him?�
�No.� Hermione actually squeaked, her face crimson.
Ron shook his head in amusement. �You would say yes �Mione. Stop lying to yourself.� For some reason, he didn�t feel in the slightest bit jealous. It was strange. �Besides.� He continued. �Harry wouldn�t ask you out. He�s too shy for that! You�d have to ask him yourself.�
�I know.� Hermione answered, her tone calm again. She had stopped acting coy and spoke plainly �And I will, when I strike up enough nerve.�
A sob was heard and Ron turned to see his sister run out of the common room, through the portrait. Her hand over her mouth.
�Shit!�
�What?�
�Ginny still likes Harry and I�ve been encouraging you.�
�Shit!�
~~
�Potter?�
The Infirmary was dark. The only light came from underneath a door on the opposite end of the room leading out onto the corridor. Only one of the beds was occupied. In it was an unconscious Harry Potter.
�Potter.� Draco whispered again. �Wake up.�
It had been incredibly difficult to open the door to the ward that evening. Madam Pomfrey had placed a complicated locking spell on it, which took him quite a while to decipher. Now he was standing next to Potter�s bed, staring down t him. Draco was confused. Completely and utterly confused. After he had left the Hospital Wing last Saturday, he had been worried! Potter was the only person he could think of recently and he had been plagued by chest pains and sickness all week. Pansy had started to become worried about his health and had made him go to see Madam Pomfrey about it. The nurse hadn�t found anything wrong with him and had sent him away. Potter had been nowhere to be seen at that time. Not knowing what was wrong with him increased his worry tenfold and had made him feel worse.
�Potter.� Draco reached out his hand and touched Potters bare arm laying on the top of the sheets. His fingertips began to tingle but he didn�t remove his hand opting to bare it, realising this was the first time he had touched him, ever. They had cussed each other, hexed each other, but never made physical contact.
Something caught his eye underneath the collar of Potter�s pyjama top. Draco reached over and pulled it out.

It was a necklace on a silver chain of a green snake with gold eyes, formed into a half circle. He had never seen anything like this before but it was grafted quite beautifully. He then placed it back where he had found it and turned his attention back to Potter and shook him gently. �For God�s sake, wake up!�

Draco didn�t know why but he had to see his eyes looking back at him. He leaned over the bed until he was face to face with the Boy Who Lived and stared intently at him. Potter was completely still, a calm serenity on his face. Long eyelashes dusted his cheekbones and his dark hair messily covered the bandage over his scar. Draco reached out his other hand and gently stroked a forefinger over his jawbone towards his ear, brushing the lobe, then pushing his whole hand upwards to tangle in his hair, twisting a black curl around his little finger. Potter didn�t move, but a tiny smile made itself apparent on his face.

Draco couldn�t let go of him. Both of his hands were shaking but also tingling. The boy lying in front of him was enticing him, drawing his face closer. He had to inhale his scent! Draco buried his nose into Potter�s hair and breathed in deeply. His hair smelled of lime shampoo and other fruity fragrances. He moved his nose down to his skin and could smell outdoor fragrances of rainy days and wind! Without thinking, Draco licked the skin on Potter�s forehead, then drew back when he realised what he had done, letting go of him quickly. He stared in dismay at him, a hand over his mouth. What was happening to him? He didn�t understand.
�What have you done to me Potter?� He hissed, his eyes glittering angrily. �I hate you. Despise you in fact. So why am I acting like a fool whenever you�re in front of me?� Draco reached out his hand towards Potter again, then drew back as if he had been burned. He then turned on his heel and left the infirmary, closing the door quietly behind him.
~~
Ron had decided that evening, to screw the rules, he would go and visit Harry that evening. When the lights had gone out and everyone had curled up in their beds, Ron removed Harry�s invisibility cloak from his bottom drawer and slipped it on. He had already decided not to include Hermione on this little escapade and had decided to go alone. That idea went out the window when he reached the door to the dormitory, then felt a shoe hit him on the back of the head.
�Oooff. What the..?�
�I knew it.� Seamus�s voice hissed across the room. �Ron, you�re not visiting Harry without me.�
�Seamus?� Ron sighed, lifting the cloak a little so he was visible. Seamus was sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at his head, which was uncovered. Ron hadn�t even seen him sitting there! �Alright. Come on and hurry up.�
Seamus jumped off his bed and ran over to the door, slipping under the cloak as well. The two of them made their way out of the Gryffindor tower, to the Infirmary.
�How are we going to get in?� Seamus asked, touching the door. �Pomfrey usually had locking spells at night.�
�Not tonight it seems.� Ron twisted the door handle and it opened. �Quiet now, we don�t want to wake anyone.� He pushed open the door and they stepped inside.
The infirmary was very dark and quiet. Ron would have thought empty too until he saw a figure standing by Harry�s bed.
�Malfoy!� He breathed to Seamus. �What the hells he doing here?�
�Dunno!� Seamus replied in the same breathy whisper. �Don�t make a sound. We�ll go over and find out.�
Ron nodded slightly and they both made their was silently across the room to Harry�s bed. They stopped on the other side to Malfoy and a few paces away.
�For God�s sake, wake up.� They watched Malfoy shake Harry slightly. Ron made a tiny sound and stepped forward, ready to pull Malfoy away before he did something, but was pulled back by Seamus, who placed one hand over his mouth and one around his shoulders.
�Just watch.� He breathed into Ron�s ear. Ron complied and watched in shock as Malfoy traced Harry�s face then stroke his hair. He nearly fainted when Malfoy kissed Harry�s forehead.
�Mmmpphh!� He mumbled behind Seamus�s hand, who grunted in agreement.
�What have you done to me Potter.� Malfoy hissed. �I hate you. Despise you in fact.� Malfoy sounded scared, Ron thought. What exactly was going on? �So why am I acting like a fool whenever you�re in front of me?�
Ron and Seamus watched as Malfoy reached for Harry again, drew back, then walked out of the infirmary. As soon as his footsteps faded, Ron and Seamus removed the invisibility cloak.
�Wow!� Seamus muttered. �Malfoy looks spooked!� He turned to Ron who was still staring at the closed door. �Did you see that? Malfoy just kissed Harry. Oh what a blackmailing opportunity.�
�Don�t say anything Seamus.� Ron said quietly. He was still staring at the door.
�Why?� Seamus was surprised. �I thought you would have loved to spread things around at Malfoy�s expense. This isn�t like you Ron.�
�I�m not doing something like that will embarrass Harry in the process.� Ron snapped. �Besides, didn�t you see Malfoy? He looked upset, like he didn�t even know what he was doing.�
�Since when do you care about Malfoy?� Seamus flumped back on the bed next to Harry. �You�ve always despised him. Why the sudden change?� Ron mused over the question for a few moments, then turned to Seamus.
�He hasn�t been insulting us at all Seamus. Haven�t you noticed. I�ve been working with him all week and he has been polite all of the time. No sarcasm at all. Something is wrong with him, emotionally.� Ron�s eyes widened. �And he�s given me a chance to find out what.� He finished, a large grin forming on his face.
�What do you mean?�
�The Empathos Potion. The one he and I are working on for our Potions coursework. It has to be tested on one of the pair and he agreed to be the victim.�
�He agreed?�
�Yup.�
�That is weird.� Seamus pushed himself off the bed and walked over to where Harry lay. �But still, not as much as what I saw a few minutes ago.� Ron joined him at the bedside.
�Harry.� Ron placed a hand on his friends shoulder. �What�s wrong with you? You�ve never been like this after a scar pain. What did you see?� He sighed and squeezed Harry�s shoulder tightly. �Snap out of it soon, you�re causing us too much grief.�
~~
Darkness
Pain
Loneliness
He was cold. He couldn�t move, speak or feel, but he could hear! Hear a cold but familiar voice speaking from far away.

�I�m looking for a wand. A very powerful wand. Even though I don�t need one, they come in handy sometimes.�
�Ah yes. Two members of the Hogwarts trio. The helper monkeys to the bane in Tom�s side. What should I do with you?�
�Do you really believe in those foolish ideals that helped kill hundreds of Wizards, fifteen years ago?�
�I believe you over estimate yourself.�
�You�ll die. You�ll all die. By my hands. Tom is strong, but I am stronger.�
�Tom explained everything. My life was a lie. One great big fucking lie. I hate you. I hate all of you.�

Screams
Pain
Sadness
Sobbing. �I�m sorry. I�m so sorry.� Hermione?
Crying. �How could you do something like this?� Malfoy?
Laughing. �Well done. I knew you could do it.� Ron?
Whisper. �I love you Harry. Never forget that! Where ever you go, I will be here.�

Who was that?
So familiar.
So gentle.

�Harry?�
�Harry.�

�He�s waking up. Get Dumbledore, quick.�
�So warm.�
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How I just had to leave it there. Torture you all with a cliff hanger! No, don�t shoot! (Holds up hands in front of a very pissed off, chocolate obsessed cousin with a shotgun, growling!) Next chapter will be up soon. I do hope that this chapter has messed with your minds a little. I love writing dark elements. Its cool!

See you the next time.

Rie

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