Return to me Part-3

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Title: Return to Me Part—3

Rating: pg-13 R-ish at this point

Genre: Romance, Angst

Summary: The night when Harry Potter leaves his husband behind as he goes to war. No it’s not a one shot

The first and second parts are in my LJ promise!!!

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 3

Remembering you

 

A/N please ignore the stupid dark lines that are insistent on bothering metoday in the middle of the stories!!!

 

“Draco Malfoy is not yet in a stable state Mr. Potter. His injuries go far beyond those on

 

the surface. Internal bleeding. Broken ribs. Left lung puncture. It’s luck you found him

 

when you did. Yet there is not much that I can promise.”

 

A fourteen-year-old Harry Potter stared at the nurse with confusion. He stood straight in

 

the near empty infirmary save for his, Madame Promfery’s and Draco Malfoy’s presence.

 

He chanced a look at the pale boy that lay silently on a pale bed, covered in pale sheets

 

almost hiding him away from the world. He looked so different now. He looked so

 

different merely an hour ago. He looked broken. And now it was like he had left their

 

presence.

 

“Who did this to him? How is it possible that I found him in the middle of a dungeon

 

barely alive?”

 

The nurse spoke in a soft tone that barely permeated the stiff atmosphere of the hospital

 

wing.  Her expression held no sense of emotion as if she was fighting hard to let on what

 

was really going on in her head.

 

 

“Mr. Potter I'm afraid those are questions that are not meant to be answered by me.” She

 

paused to take a deep breath. This situation had indeed shaken her up a great deal. After

 

all the state that the pale boy was in was quiet horrific. At least now she had rid his

 

injuries of all the blood. “Perhaps you should go speak with the headmaster.” But she

 

could tell that this wasn’t satisfying the Boy-Who-Lived. His eyes were burning with

 

impatience.

 

“I ALREADY spoke to the headmaster. And what’s pissing me off is that I can’t get a

 

decent answer about anything from anyone around here. Now tell me what the bloody

 

hell is going and why are you unable to repair broken bones and a punctured lung? Surely

 

there are healing potions and spells for things like this.”

 

 

The school matron moved away from the boy suddenly afraid due to his outburst.

 

 

“Please Mr. Potter try to keep it down. Mr. Malfoy needs rest. The problem here is not as

 

simple as healing broken bones. Mr. Malfoy’s attacker or attackers have apparently put a

 

spell on him creating a barrier against all the healing magic that we know of.”

 

 

 

“Isn’t there anything you can do about it?” Harry asked suddenly panicked, the thought

 

that this was his worst enemy, who he should never even give a second of his time never

 

even crossing his mind. Right now this wasn’t just Malfoy his enemy. This was a fellow

 

human being in trouble.

 

 

“We are trying whatever we can. At this instant Professor Snape and the Headmaster are

 

trying to come up with some sort of cure to break the barrier that has been formed.

 

 

“GODDAMIT WHAT’S TAKING HIM SO LONG?” He burst out sparing a glance at

 

the pale boy on the bed beside him. The matron jumped and rushed away into her office

 

unable to keep herself stable. The green-eyed-boy walked over to the bed looking down

 

at his enemy. His enemy whom he found lying on a floor in the dungeons covered in his

 

own blood merely an hour ago. Nearly unconscious and having trouble breathing, the

 

pale boy asked him for help in a feeble voice before slipping into a deep sleep, which he

 

still hadn’t come out of. Harry’s heart wrenched as he watched the different magical

 

devices that were attached to his body helping him breath, helping his heart to beat,

 

helping his blood to flow. Keeping him alive. Dark bruises marked his skin, his cheek,

 

his eye, his arms. He looked broken. Harry was seething with his anger. Who could do

 

this to someone? What kind of a monster? Cruciatus Curses and whiplashes. How could

 

Draco Malfoy, son of Voldermort’s right hand man, be left in such a condition in the

 

Hogwarts.

 

 

Breathing deeply Harry Potter settled himself in chair beside Draco Malfoy

 

 

“Malfoy” he whispered softly….Draco

 

 

Draco…

 

 

“Mr. Malfoy?” Grey eyes under soft lashes lifted to meet the surroundings of the

 

infirmary belonging to the Hogwarts School. His vision came in contact with the

 

extremely white surroundings of the infirmary. Draped in pale sheets that matched his

 

complexion, Draco sat up, looking up at the woman who stood in front of him. But before

 

he could rest his gaze there, his eyes did a sweep of the not-so-quiet hospital. It was so

 

different from the time he was here in his fourth year. It no longer resembled something

 

akin to an extremely clean ghost town. Now it was bussing with activity. Soldiers.

 

Warriors, injured men and women, wrapped in bandages. All warriors like his Harry.

 

Some rested on the beds unmoving. Others were sitting up, speaking to their neighbors.

 

Some walked around on clutches, others sat on chairs looking around. This truly showed

 

that a war was raging somewhere. Far away yet it was there. And his Harry was all alone

 

there, on the lines risking his life every day just because every bastard in this world said

 

he should. A stab of pain interfered with the beating of his heart. He tried to calm his

 

breathing and forced himself to look at the matron.

 

 

“Um…” she squirmed under his gaze. “Mr. Malfoy…-Potter.”

 

 

Draco rolled his eyes. God it wasn’t that hard to remember that he was married to the

 

Boy-Who-Lived. Why does it take them so much effort to do so?

 

 

“Yes?” He asked curtly.“There is nothing wrong with you. You're not dieing of any

 

deadly disease. So there is no need to worry about anything such as that.”

 

 

“But?” Draco asked calmly.

 

 

“But…Mr. Malf…Draco you’re..”

The rest Draco didn’t hear since it was lost in the matron’s mumbling.

 

 

“I'm sorry what?” He asked dangerously already knowing what was coming.

 

 

“Pregnant.” She finished putting more space between herself and the infamous Malfoy.

 

After all she had dealt with his father and knew how the son’s of this pureblood family

 

reacted.

 

“Pregnant? As in? …As in. …Pregnant? As in what women get when

 

they’re….Pregnant?”

 

 

“Yes, Mr. Malfoy-Potter.” She said quickly. “You're a month and a half along.”

 

 

Draco Malfoy continued to stare confusedly his eyes flickering from here to there. Yet

 

his mutterings continued.

 

 

“As in…pregnant? A month and a half pregnant? With a child? As in…”

 

 

“Yes Mr. Malfoy Pregnant.” She answered snappishly yet making it a point to keep her

 

voice down. After all this sort of thing shouldn’t be getting out. “Now will you please

 

listen to the matter at hand?”

 

“DO NOT SPEAK TO ME IN THAT MANNER MISS.”  He said his eyes flashing

 

dangerously. Many of the patients turned to look at him in surprise wondering what had

 

disturbed the peace.

 

 

“I am a Malfoy and will not be spoken to with such disrespect. Now will you please leave

 

me to my rest. I need to think.” His volume reduced with each passing pause, the last

 

words being said in a whisper. Lost in his thoughts within seconds, he looked away as the

 

nurse left his side. Oh god. What was he going to do? What was he going to tell Harry?

 

 

Oh god. Harry…

 

 

 

TBC  sorry for the non-ending ending to this chapter. I didn’t know where else to end it.

 

Trust me there is a lot more though.

Comments

[takarai-karin.livejournal.com]

continue soon, please... i like this series, and yay! draco's pregnant ^___^

one question tho, is it common (in yor ff world, i mean) for a male pregnancy? or is it a freak of nature in draco's part (i hope it's the first... that in very rare occasions this could happen, you know, things like that)

[flyngaimlessly.livejournal.com]

actually its a common story line. since it is a magicall world. lol thanks for ure revieew Chapter 4 is about to be up in a few minutes!!

[takarai-karin.livejournal.com]

REALLY?! cool! ^___^ *am camping at your doorstep right now*

[flyngaimlessly.livejournal.com]

lol!! wow i finally got an obsessive fan WOO HOO!!this is so good for my ego. lol
Jason

[takarai-karin.livejournal.com]

just tell me anytime your ego need some, i'll give it to you. i'll even wrap it first if you like,

[flyngaimlessly.livejournal.com]

lol thanks. im gonna call on that. hey did u get a chance to read the 4th chapter. please tell mehwat u think!!
hey do u rite ny fiction?
Jason

[takarai-karin.livejournal.com]

yes, i have. you can read my rather, um, enthusiastic comment to that one, do you have any idea how long this would go? not that i want it to quickly end, i just want to demand a sequel from now, hee hee,,,

and yes, i write fanfics, but not in this fandom, i'm here to whorshi othere ppl's work here, and seriously, the quality of your works here *shakes head* this is a *very* advance fandom with lots of alented ppl in it ad i am SO not gonna hurt your eyes with my sorry excuse of a story (actuay, i like everything ive wrote, it's just that i KNOW it's not nearly as good as any of the things u guys have wrote. u guys are such genious it's scary)