[Fic:] To meet you again 14
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smirkingcat
Word Count: 744
Rating: PG
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slythindor100's 13th prompt: 
Warning: unbetaed, angst
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Find Part 1 here.
Figuring out what one wants is the first step
To meet you again 14
The next time Harry took notice of his surroundings he was back in Charlie and Victor's hotel room. At first he was not sure where he was: strange bed, unfamiliar room, no one around, but then he saw the traditional Bulgarian robes, in their rich colour hanging in a large travel trunk, for Harry to see.
Harry stared at the trunk and for a moment he wondered why Victor has bothered to bring such formal robes, before he remembered the Yule Gala at the Ministry. He hadn't bothered to attend without Draco. Being alone, surrounded by couples was not Harry's idea of fun.
"You're awake," Charlie said warmly.
"Not sure if I want to, though," Harry replied honestly, closing his eyes agian.
"Would you like some tea? And maybe something to eat?" Charlie asked, politely ignoring Harry's words.
"Maybe... I feel a little fuzzy, did you give me a painpotion?" Harry asked trying to figure out what happened.
"After we managed to heal you and bring you here, we gave you some yes, and some Dreamless Sleep too, just to play it safe," Charlie explained.
"Ah... I see," Harry replied slowly not sure what to say next. "So...?"
"Your cuts where healed, the curse was taken off you, and we also switched your thumbs right back," Charlie said.
"Okay. How long have I been here? Can I leave?"
"It's just past noon, and of course you can if you want to," Charlie smiled at Harry again.
"Good," Harry nodded and sat up, ignoring the slight dizziness.
"Draco is still at St Mungos," Charlie then said.
"I figured... most likely I killed him , if what I understood from- from Nott's explanations is true," Harry stated calmly only feeling annoyed at Nott. But now at least they will have nothing more to ever say to each other.
"They are not sure. Theodore was with him all night, and the last I heard Draco was stable but not yet awake," Charlie said without preamble.
"Okay," Harry said, not sure what he was supposed to say. He should go and see after Draco for himself, but did he want to?
"I'll go..." Harry started to say, not sure where he really wanted to go, but knowing he didn't want to stay. "Home," he added as if he had a destination.
"You can stay if you want, and you have yet to eat."
Charlie meant well. Harry knew that, but he just was exhausted and wanted to be alone, somewhere, anywhere, just not here.
"I'll eat on the way," Harry replied as he got dressed.
"Harry there is a good chance that Draco will make it," Charlie stated, clasping Harry's shoulder.
"And then what? How much will he remember this time? How different will he be yet again? I know I said I would take care of him, but I'm not sure I can anymore. What if there is nothing left of him... he was lucky once, it's hard to believe he will be lucky twice."
Harry shrugged Charlie's hand off: "I'll be in touch."
He wasn't sure if he meant it, but for the moment he couldn't do better.
He was wondering around muggle London, his head empty and silent. He simply didn't know for what to hope and where to go on to.
If he killed Draco, what would happen. Could he really go on living with the knowledge that he killed Draco? But wouldn't this also mean Draco's torture and pain would be over?
But what if Draco survived? If he was the same as before? Or worse if he wasn't.
Never to mention that Nott would have saved Draco again, and that too was something Harry wasn't sure he wanted.
What was the worst of all this scenarios? What the best?
He didn't know, and so there was no point thinking about it.
A small, cosy looking cafe grabbed his attention. The window decoration was gauche to say at least, but still welcoming, and the bright mistletoe with the "Kiss Me" sign was too big for the small entrance. Harry couldn't say why, but he entered, sighing at the warmth.
"That's a deep frown you are wearing there," the clerk behind the counter said in lieu of greetings. "You need our special treat- makes all the troubles go away," she promised and Harry simply nodded. He doubted that there really would be any treat that could manage that, but he could keep on pretending.
Part 15
Author:
smirkingcatWord Count: 744
Rating: PG
Prompt:
slythindor100's 13th prompt: 
Warning: unbetaed, angst
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Notes: Find Part 1 here.
Figuring out what one wants is the first step
To meet you again 14
The next time Harry took notice of his surroundings he was back in Charlie and Victor's hotel room. At first he was not sure where he was: strange bed, unfamiliar room, no one around, but then he saw the traditional Bulgarian robes, in their rich colour hanging in a large travel trunk, for Harry to see.
Harry stared at the trunk and for a moment he wondered why Victor has bothered to bring such formal robes, before he remembered the Yule Gala at the Ministry. He hadn't bothered to attend without Draco. Being alone, surrounded by couples was not Harry's idea of fun.
"You're awake," Charlie said warmly.
"Not sure if I want to, though," Harry replied honestly, closing his eyes agian.
"Would you like some tea? And maybe something to eat?" Charlie asked, politely ignoring Harry's words.
"Maybe... I feel a little fuzzy, did you give me a painpotion?" Harry asked trying to figure out what happened.
"After we managed to heal you and bring you here, we gave you some yes, and some Dreamless Sleep too, just to play it safe," Charlie explained.
"Ah... I see," Harry replied slowly not sure what to say next. "So...?"
"Your cuts where healed, the curse was taken off you, and we also switched your thumbs right back," Charlie said.
"Okay. How long have I been here? Can I leave?"
"It's just past noon, and of course you can if you want to," Charlie smiled at Harry again.
"Good," Harry nodded and sat up, ignoring the slight dizziness.
"Draco is still at St Mungos," Charlie then said.
"I figured... most likely I killed him , if what I understood from- from Nott's explanations is true," Harry stated calmly only feeling annoyed at Nott. But now at least they will have nothing more to ever say to each other.
"They are not sure. Theodore was with him all night, and the last I heard Draco was stable but not yet awake," Charlie said without preamble.
"Okay," Harry said, not sure what he was supposed to say. He should go and see after Draco for himself, but did he want to?
"I'll go..." Harry started to say, not sure where he really wanted to go, but knowing he didn't want to stay. "Home," he added as if he had a destination.
"You can stay if you want, and you have yet to eat."
Charlie meant well. Harry knew that, but he just was exhausted and wanted to be alone, somewhere, anywhere, just not here.
"I'll eat on the way," Harry replied as he got dressed.
"Harry there is a good chance that Draco will make it," Charlie stated, clasping Harry's shoulder.
"And then what? How much will he remember this time? How different will he be yet again? I know I said I would take care of him, but I'm not sure I can anymore. What if there is nothing left of him... he was lucky once, it's hard to believe he will be lucky twice."
Harry shrugged Charlie's hand off: "I'll be in touch."
He wasn't sure if he meant it, but for the moment he couldn't do better.
He was wondering around muggle London, his head empty and silent. He simply didn't know for what to hope and where to go on to.
If he killed Draco, what would happen. Could he really go on living with the knowledge that he killed Draco? But wouldn't this also mean Draco's torture and pain would be over?
But what if Draco survived? If he was the same as before? Or worse if he wasn't.
Never to mention that Nott would have saved Draco again, and that too was something Harry wasn't sure he wanted.
What was the worst of all this scenarios? What the best?
He didn't know, and so there was no point thinking about it.
A small, cosy looking cafe grabbed his attention. The window decoration was gauche to say at least, but still welcoming, and the bright mistletoe with the "Kiss Me" sign was too big for the small entrance. Harry couldn't say why, but he entered, sighing at the warmth.
"That's a deep frown you are wearing there," the clerk behind the counter said in lieu of greetings. "You need our special treat- makes all the troubles go away," she promised and Harry simply nodded. He doubted that there really would be any treat that could manage that, but he could keep on pretending.
Part 15
