Split Your Soul (Drarry) (Boyxboy)

Chapter 27

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Draco's POV:

I flew to a halt beside Harry. Seeing him falling had me so worried. Like, I was literally frozen and I didn't know what to do. I didn't know whether to save him and risk us to the public or just let him fall. I knew that letting him fall could seriously hurt him.

"Are you ok?" I looked over Harry, checking for bruises or injuries. "Yeh, I'm fine. You just saved me though. Otherwise I would have hit the ground sickeningly." He grimaced and at that moment, I knew that I made the right choice.

Harry held his hand out, the snitch sitting in his palm. So he did get it! The crowd gasped and Gryffindor began cheering. "Gryffindor wins. Harry potter has done it again. And with good thanks to Draco Malfoy for saving the teams best seeker." I blushed slightly and scuffed my boot in the sand as whistles and shouts could be heard over the roar of the clapping.

Harry turned to me, ready to say something, but his eyes slid to the corner and widened slightly. A stray bludger came out of nowhere and hit Harry in the head, sending him reeling backwards across the sand.

Harry clutched his head and looked up behind me, eyes slightly avid. I rushed to his side when I got my senses back. My mouth was gaping and I was mad. Why the bloody hell would someone swing a cursed bludger at my baby? "Harry!" My voice went all weird, perhaps slightly wobbly as I thought about his memories.

I grabbed Harry's head in my hands and inspected the spot where the bludger hit. "Draco. There are people watching you." His hands shooed me off, or at least tried to. I made the right decision in saving Harry and I wasn't going to stop now. "I don't care. You're hurt. Look at you, it might have messed up your memories even more." My hands gently massaged his head

The moment I mentioned memories, his eyes went hazy. "Harry?" Where did he go? "Harry? Harry!" It took a few minutes for me to regain his attention. And I finally did it when I snapped my fingers in his face. He looked up at me and I stared at him with worry and confuse meant. "I remember some." I didn't have more time to ponder because Harry clawed my arm and looked deathly afraid.

"Harry? What? What is it?" I whispered raggedly. I was not in my state of mind. "People. Too May people. Can't bre- breathe. Take me." Harry clutched at his throat and I panicked. Immediately, one thought came to mind. Get Harry out of here!

I scooped him up bridal style and pushed past all the students and teachers who had crowded around Harry overwhelmingly. Chatter and hushed whispers broke out among the students as I ran across the field to the castle, Harry in my arms. I think he's having trouble breathing.

I cradled Harry closer to my chest as he whimpered. Don't do this to me Harry. Not now. His head dropped from my shoulder and I looked down. He's gone unconscious. Shit!

I ran through the castle to the dungeon. I couldn't take him to the hospital wing. Not again, or he'd be in there for days. Instead, I took him to my dorm and set him on my bed. I made him comfortable as I propped his head up on my pillows. He was still in his quidditch uniform, but he looked lovely anyway.

Harry's hair was positively messed from the wind, but slightly more from when the bludger hit him. Thinking about that, I conjured up an ice pack and some pain potion. I sat in the bed beside him and held his hand, my other holding the pack to his head.

I thought back to when he said he remember some memories and I began to ponder what ones he remembered.

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"Draco!" Pansy burst through the closed door, startling me off the bed. I hit the ground with a thud and rubbed my sore area. "Bloody hell Pansy. What was that for?" She shrugged and I glowered at her. She stepped aside from the door and Granger and Weasley followed her in. Weasley eyeballed me as Granger rushed to Harry's side.