War

2.

Harry's POV

I woke up with a throbbing head and a roaring stomach.

The idea of trying to feel Draco through my mind startled me as all of my energy surged forward, forcing me to be completely awake within seconds when I noticed how cold and empty my mind was.

I shouted and clutched my head as my mind seemed to crash into an unfamiliar wall that seemed to be keeping Draco and I separated.

My bedroom door swung open and hit the wall.

"Harry! Are you okay?!?"

I gritted my teeth as I tried pushing against the wall.

"Let me in-" I pulled at my hair.

"Harry?"

"He did it again-"

"Who-?" A warm hand touched my back and I recoiled away.

Draco. Please. I'm sorry if I did something to hurt you.

I was answered with silence.

"HARRY!"

I jumped before looking up blindly. "Huh?"

"Are you going mad?"

I squinted. "Sirius?"

"You're as blind as your father." He muttered before sliding my glasses on my face.

I blinked before grinning up at Remus. "Sorry."

He ruffled my hair. "I'm flattered that you think I look like that pompous dog."

"Says the werewolf."

We both jumped before looking at my godfather who was leaning in the door way with a smug grin on his face.

"Idiot. Make some sound with your feet!"

"I'm sure Harry made enough sound to alert everyone."

I turned red. "Sorry."

"What happened?" He frowned as he approached us. "Nightmare?"

"He seemed to be having a meltdown. Something in his head..." Remus offered as he turned to face the slightly shorter man.

Sirius furrowed his brows before softly scratching at the base of his obsidian messy man bun. "Do you have a migraine?"

"I was just..." I hesitated. "Sometimes. I can feel things. In my mind."

They both blinked.

"What on earth does that mean?" Remus frowned. "Is that villain tearing your head apart?"

"I don't know what he's doing." I looked down. "I don't know what anyone is doing."

"..."

"But I know he's up to something."

Remus frowned. "I'll go alert the others."

Sirius softly grabbed his arm to keep him from moving. "They'll be here for breakfast."

"But Dumbledore-"

"He'll be here by lunch."

"Sirius-"

"Look- Harry... Are you okay? Is this an emergency?"

"No. I think I'm just recovering from what professor Umbridge did..." I looked down at my lap. "My neck is healed... But I don't think my mind is..."

"That sounds like an emergency worthy of getting Dumbledore, Sirius."

"I'm fine, Remus. I'm just really hungry." I looked up at him, offering a small smile.