|Please Wake Up
Author: PinkElephant42 PM
After defeating Voldemort, Harry falls into a coma. Draco waits at St. Mungo’s for him to wake up. This is a letter from Draco to Harry exploring their relationship and the events that led to Harry’s current state. HPDM slash, HPB spoilers.Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance/Angst - Draco M. & Harry P. - Chapters: 31 - Words: 23,526 - Reviews: 395 - Favs: 195 - Follows: 58 - Updated: 06-01-06 - Published: 05-03-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2922141
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Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling, and this is just for fun.
Thank you to Kaitlyn Carson for the beta. Also, thank you to all of my reviewers!
Draco Malfoy was growing restless. The waiting room at St. Mungo's was a harsh white with purple striped wallpaper that completely clashed with his coloring. The plastic chairs were uncomfortable. He got up and transfigured one of them into a squishy armchair with the Malfoy crest in the middle. He slumped down into it to wait some more.
His boyfriend was unconscious, and no one would tell him what was going on, because no one believed that Draco Malfoy could be Harry Potter's boyfriend. Harry was in a private room down a locked corridor, and the mediwizards got to choose who went in, and who didn't.
A mediwizard looked over at the brooding blond, and Draco glared at him. "Unless you're going to tell me something useful about Harry Potter, keep your roaming eyes on your work," Draco called to him.
The mediwizard looked back at the secretary behind the desk and said something that Draco couldn't hear. He was sure, however, that it was something along the lines of, "Can't we get that arse out of here?"
Across the room, Hermione Granger rolled her eyes. She looked at Ron, who was sleeping peacefully next to her. Her boyfriend looked so cute when he was asleep.
An idea struck her. She dug around in her bag, and pulled out a stack of parchment and a Self-Inking Quill.
Draco was busy tapping his fingers irritably on the end of his transfigured chair when the Hermione approached him. He scowled at her. She attempted a smile for the Slytherin, but it had no effect.
"Since you won't talk to anyone here except to insult us, I thought maybe you'd like some parchment to get your frustration out," Hermione said.
"I'm not frustrated," Draco growled.
"Well, you could have fooled us," Hermione said. She dropped the parchment in his lap.
"I don't need your pity," Draco said.
"It's not pity," Hermione assured him. "It's something to make you stop scowling at us all day."
She looked to the other side of the room, where Ron, Ginny, Molly, Luna, Neville, Hagrid, and Professor McGonagall currently sat, or in Ron's case, slumped. Molly and the professor seemed to be having an in-depth conversation of some sort. Ginny and Luna were sharing an issue of the Quibbler. Neville and Hagrid appeared to be staring around nervously and attempting conversation with each other.
"When… if… Harry comes out of this okay, we'll know the truth, but understand that for now, we don't trust you," Hermione said.
Draco scowled at her. He was good at that.
She rolled her eyes and walked back to her friends.
Draco scowled some more, but this time he did so at the parchment and quill in his lap. Then he realized that was accomplishing nothing, and picked up the quill. After a few false starts, he began writing.