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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-6
Missing Someone
Harry resolved to leave alcohol altogether. He resolved to show Draco that he was not dependent on him. How could the man be so bloody adamant?
The resolution lasted for 24 hours.
After leaving Draco's office, he left for Gremmauld and decided to read books in the vast library that Blacks had. They had all kinds of books. No matter what he did, he couldn't concentrate on any book he read. So he decided to cook something.
Cooking reminded him of Draco and he just couldn't stand to be alone in the place. So that idea went down the drain as well. Then he decided to go for a jog. Half an hour later, he realized that he had no stamina at all.
So he spent the day sleeping in his room which seemed so big and empty. Actually, the whole house seemed empty and it was difficult to stay alone in it with Draco's parting words haunting his mind.
So twenty four hours later, when it became utterly impossible for him to stay alone with only his depressing thoughts for company, he decided to drown himself in alcohol once again.
It was ridiculous in a way. Who had thought that he would miss Draco so much? Each and every gesture and word haunted Harry. Every time, when Harry had just ignored Draco or his efforts to please Harry haunted him endlessly.
For instance, when he entered the kitchen, Draco's crestfallen face appeared to the forefront of his mind ...
" Harry. Are you home?" Draco called in an excited voice when Harry entered and he replied, bored "Yes." As he placed his wand on the couch in his sitting room.
He heard hurried footsteps and turned around from the fireplace to look at Draco's smiling face "I prepared treacle tart for you."
It was an awkward situation because Harry had already eaten with one of his co instructors and he had no space left in his stomach at all.
" I, um, I ate outside today." He replied awkwardly and Draco's face fell so very suddenly that he could just stare.
" Okay." The blonde replied, his eyes on the fire, instead of him and left the room without another word. Harry was left staring at the place where Draco had just been standing seconds back.
Harry stood inside the kitchen and could imagine Draco preparing his favourite treacle tart so as to make him happy. He had been so careless, he thought as he walked towards his sitting room.
He remembered the day when he had accused Draco of doing nothing except sitting on his ass all day at home. He had been utterly foolish and had not noticed Draco's depression at all.
He had never imagined that a day would come when he would crave the other man's presence so much. So many times Draco had wanted to give him a head massage to sooth him and he had refused, choosing to just take a capsule.
These thoughts drove him to alcohol again and he left his suffocating home to get a drink at the nearest pub.
As usual, he reached Gremmauld completely pissed. He moved towards the stairs, stumbling along the way. He should have known better then trusting himself on the stairs when he was completely drunk.
He was on the twentieth stair when everything revolved around him. He blinked and tried to clear his muddled mind but nothing would stop. So he tried to step down the stairs. When he looked down, the stairs seemed to move.
He had just placed one foot on the stair when his whole world just revolved around him. His foot slipped and then everything just turned black.
The last thought he had in mind was that Draco would kill him if he managed to live at all.
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Draco was happy with the deal he had entered into with French coven of vampires. They had signed the agreement papers and he was trying to fix a meeting with another coven of vampires now. This time the coven was British and they had known his reluctance to enter Britain even though he had received various invitations from the ministry so they had requested that they would meet him in his office in France itself.
He was drinking his coffee and studying his notes of the variant of Wolfsbane he wanted to create when he heard his floo chime.
He walked towards the floo and knelt down to receive the floo call. He was confused as well as irritated to find Granger's face in his floo.
"What do you need Granger? I am busy." He snapped and the woman snapped back at him "I would leave if you like Malfoy but I thought that you would want to know that Harry fell down the stairs at Gremmauld and has received several injuries during the process. He is in the hospital with me."
Whatever Granger said went unheard because Draco's whole world was falling apart around him. What was the use of money when Harry would not be alive to enjoy it with him? In his shock, he forgot that he had decided to let Harry go. He had not known that Harry had been serious when he had spoken of dying.
"What happened?" He asked in a voice that could not conceal his despair. Granger would have noticed because she spoke softly "Malfoy, calm down."
But he couldn't calm down. It was easy for the woman to ask him to calm down but he couldn't even breathe properly. He couldn't survive in a world devoid of Harry.
"Malfoy." She spoke again but he couldn't answer. His knees felt week and he fell upon them.
"MALFOY." She shouted and his eyes cleared a bit. She continued "He is alive. He will live. He has injuries and won't be able to walk for a while. He won't take help from Ron or me. He needs you here, Malfoy. Are you coming or not?"
He nodded, glaring at her "Of course I am coming. Move aside."
She nodded and moved aside to make way for him and he flooed over to the hospital.
He had always hated hospitals and did not feel any change in his feelings.
But right now, he had eyes for Harry only.
"Where is he?" He asked, looking at Granger. She replied "Room number 2456"
He nodded and started hurrying towards the said room. He supplied potions to this hospital and so some people recognised him but he did not pay any attention to them.
He stopped in front of Harry's room and took a long breath, trying to control his raging motions. The sight that greeted him when he opened the door stole his breath away. Harry was lying on the bed, his eyes closed. He was dressed in hospital clothes and his face and hands had scars.
He entered the room and closed the door behind him.
"So you came." He jumped when Harry's small and pained voice reached him. The first emotion that assaulted him was anger which transformed into grief a few seconds later.
Harry was looking at him and he walked towards the man's bed. Harry made space for him and he sat down beside Harry. For a few minutes, they just looked at each other.
"Of course, I came." He answered and Harry averted his eyes "I thought you won't."
"How did you fall?" He asked, changing the topic abruptly and silence ensued in the room.
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Harry did not know how to answer Draco's question. He had opened his eyes to find himself in the hospital and had been waiting for Draco since then. Hermione had told him that he had sustained injuries in his legs and won't be able to walk for a couple of months at least and had suggested bed rest to him after that period too.
He had refused to accept her invitation to stay at her home. Though he had not told her the reason, he had hoped that Draco would stay with him.
"How did you fall, Harry?" Draco asked again and Harry turned away from the blonde facing the other side and did not answer. "Harry." Draco insisted and he replied softly "I was drunk and stumbled."
The silence was uncomfortable and continued for the next couple of minutes.
"The effect that your stupid actions would have on me did not cross your mind even once Harry. I had asked you to stop drinking, hadn't I?" Draco asked furiously.
It was nice to have Draco beside him. Harry craved so much for Draco that he would fall a thousand times if it meant that Draco would sit with him. He did what he wanted and turned towards Draco and looked at him.
Draco was furious and yet his eyes were so soft and relieved that Harry could just stare.
He licked his lips and crawled towards Draco to place his head in his lap.
Draco did not speak and Harry waited for the shove that never came.
With his right hand, he reached for Draco's hand and placed it on his head. Draco started stroking his hair and Harry whispered "I am sorry." As expected, Draco did not answer so he continued "I was missing you so much."
"You could have died. " Draco whispered and Harry repeated "I am sorry."
After a pause of two minutes, Harry continued "Please stay with me for a few months. I don't want to take Hermione and Ron's help. I am sorry to be a burden on you but-"
"Do you ever listen to yourself? You would never be a burden on me." Draco snapped at him and Harry did not have to look up to know that he was being glared at. It would have been better if Draco had called him a burden because he had mocked Draco all those years ago and he couldn't help but be ashamed at his own words.
"I am sorry." Harry repeated and as expected Draco did not reply again. Draco used to sing for him in the early days of their marriage and had stopped when Harry had stopped appreciating him. Harry felt like hearing Draco again and so he requested "Will you please sing for me? I want to sleep and my leg hurts."
He looked up and found Draco looking at him with raised eyebrows "Are you sure? I thought it irritated you."
Harry just shrugged "I was insane to have thought so. I miss your lullabies terribly. Will you please sing?"
Draco nodded and Harry averted his eyes, closing them. As Draco hummed, a peace fell upon Harry's mind. He felt Draco covering his body with a blanket and opening his mouth to force a potion. The pain in his leg reduced and he burrowed inside the blanket.
He wondered if he had imagined a soft kiss on his forehead before the music continued.
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