The Hospital Wing
Harry
A few days had passed, and Draco's condition had been slowly improving.
He had now been taken of the potions that were needed every hour before and were now only taken at meal times. Harry watched the way that Draco grimaced each time he swallowed the medicine and then quickly downed a glass of water to wash away the taste. Harry chuckled at how Draco's face scrunched up cutely whenever he felt, tasted, or heard a disgusting noise. His nose scrunched up and his eyes squinted and shook his head roughly as though shaking it would shake the thought, smell, or taste form his body.
Harry had ensured, from Hermione, that he and Draco got all the notes and homework done while they were in the hospital wing. Harry by the usual way, and Draco by having Harry read out the instructions and the text to him and having quick quotes quill to write down his answers and Harry having their work turned in by Hermione.
Currently, Harry was sitting and finishing his potions essay about wolfsbane potion and its effects on werewolves. Harry was fairly sure that this essay was purposely made to be hard on him from Snape because Draco had gotten an essay about bezoars and their effects on the human body, both wizarding and muggles.
Harry turned his head as Draco woke from his nap. He watched as Draco stretched his body and twisted himself this way and that. Harry winced remembering how painful it would be should he try to do what Draco was currently doing.
Harry rolled his shoulders and looked away, turning his focus back to his essay.
"H-Harry?" Draco's soft voice called him from the bed in the infirmary.
"Yes?" He asked as he stepped over to the bed that he was laying in.
"I-I-I- no I can't say it." Draco shook his head.
"Come on Draco...tell me. Nothing will happen." Harry said, attempting to be soft and gentle as not to frighten the blind boy.
Draco's head turned in his direction, "C-can you, will you go get my Papa? I-I know you don't want to leave-leave me alone, but I need my Papa..." he trailed off.
Harry sighed, "Hold on a moment Draco." He murmured before heading into Poppy's office.
"Poppy, can you watch Draco while I got get his Papa?" Poppy nodded absently and took her papers to Draco's bedside. Harry left the Infirmary and headed to the dungeons to see Professor Snape.
Harry led Professor Snape back up to the Infirmary and took him to Draco's bed, "He is here Professor. I will leave the two of you and finish my homework." Harry moved away and sat down to complete his essay.
Severus
Severus walked to his son's bedside. He sat on the rickety wooden chair.
Draco turned his head towards him, "Papa, have you had any contact with Father?"
Severus smiled, "Yes Dragon, I have. Why do you ask?"
A small smile flitted across Draco's face, "I-I just wanted to know if he knew what was going on at school Papa. "
Severus chuckled, "He knows...He knows, and he wants to kill those who harmed you."
Draco's blind eyes lit up with some joy. Severus reached his hand out to stroke through his son's hair. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to his son's temple.
"How is Mr. Potter treating you? He is not bullying you, is he? If he is, I'll give him detention. "
Draco laughed "Papa, Papa, calm down. If anything, Harry is the one who is protecting me from the bullies who try to get into the Hospital wing during breaks."
Severus sighed in relief; the asked, "Have you been getting your papers for work? And what about the tests you have to take? "
Draco nodded, "Yes Hermione has been bringing work from Harry and my shared classes, and Blaise has been bringing work from my classes without Harry. As for our tests, Hermione and Blaise's noted have been sufficed for us to study and take the tests with a professor watching us. "
Severus nodded, "How have your grades been in class my son?" "Well father, I have earned full marks on all of my work and all of my tests."
Severus nodded in approval. "My Dragon, I love you, but I must report your health to your Father alright? I shall return over the weekend with your Father in tow, Ministry events be damned."
Draco giggled before nodded and kissing his Papa's cheek. Severs smiled and stood up and walked to the door of the infirmary. As he turned around to say goodbye to his son, he saw Potter kneeling beside Draco's bed and gently feeding his son his potions. Severus smiled, his son was in good hands.