owlsbooks Chapter 177 Draco is injured
Chapter 177 Draco is injured
As the bell for the last class rang, Astoria packed up her books and walked out of the classroom with Chloe and Shiblank. Rosa had a slight cold and stayed in her warm bed in the dormitory all morning without coming to class.
Thinking of her uncontrollable coughing and runny nose last night, Astoria was thinking that maybe she should go to the medical wing to get some cold medicine for Rosa.
Before they knew it, Chloe and the other had walked in front of Astoria, discussing today's Transfiguration experiment. Chloe's eyes were shining with excitement, and she poked Siblanc's shoulder and complained.
"If your funny cat scratches my hat again, I'll turn it into a pig!"
"Professor McGonagall told you not to use it on living things, but you didn't listen at all..."
Xiblanc rolled his eyes at her speechlessly, and twitched his shoulders to avoid Chloe's harassment.
"You are such a troublemaker—"
"Hey, guys. I have to go to the medical wing. You guys go back first."
Astoria interrupted the argument between the two bickering lovers and inserted herself between them.
"are you sick?"
Xiblank tilted his head and glanced at Astoria with his eyes downcast. His tone was a little arrogant, but his concerned eyes were still not hidden.
"Oh my God! Leah, are you sick?"
Chloe immediately took Leah in her arms, easily lifted her up and hung her in the air, looking Leah up and down at her physical condition.
Leah was a little out of breath and put her hands on Chloe's arms, motioning for her to put her down.
"No, but didn't Rosa have a fever today? I was worried that she might be too sick to get up, so I thought of going to the hospital wing to get some medicine for her."
"Fine, do you want something to eat? We'll take it back for Rosa and you." Chloe rubbed Leah's head, and her golden hair was a little frizzy.
"Really! Thanks. Then I want pumpkin pie."
"Ok!"
Astoria then parted ways with her two friends and headed upstairs towards the medical wing.
Surprisingly, on the road leading to the medical wing, Pansy and Zabini were walking from the opposite direction.
"Hey~little Leah, why are you here?"
Zabini went down the two steps past Pansy and stood in front of Astoria.
"I'm going to the hospital wing..."
"Hospital wing? It seems Daphne and the others told you."
Pansy put her hands on her hips and glanced sideways at Astoria.
Astoria was a little confused and tilted her head in confusion, looking at Pansy.
"What does it mean?"
"Draco, you don't know."
"Draco?"
Astoria frowned, her emotions immediately tense, she grabbed Zabini's arm and leaned forward to question.
"Draco was scratched by a hippogriff during the Care of Magical Creatures class. He is now resting in the hospital wing..."
Seeing that Leah's face was pale with fear and she seemed very worried, Zabini raised his hand and touched Leah's shoulder, patting her gently to comfort her.
"Don't worry, Draco isn't seriously injured."
"Thank you for telling me. I'm leaving now."
Astoria anxiously avoided Pansy and hurried to the medical wing.
"Look, look, you're not as anxious as I am... If I remember correctly, it was you who was laughing with me in class just now..."
"roll!"
Pansy slapped Zabini's back hard, and the crisp sound was accompanied by Zabini's wailing. He stared at Pansy with a ferocious and pitiful expression.
"Women have the most vicious hearts..."
"If you tell Draco you're done for!"
Pansy snorted, turned around and went downstairs.
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"Draco!"
Astoria pushed the door open and saw Draco leaning on the bed in the corner, his sleeves only half on, half of his back exposed, and bruises all over his shoulders, neck and arms.
"Leah, why are you here?"
Draco immediately grabbed his coat and put it on in a panic, and the whole process caused his right arm to be torn and painful again.
"Ow—"
"Are you okay?"
Astoria anxiously stepped forward and looked at Draco's face, which turned red with pain, with his hands hanging in the air, not knowing what to do.
"Hey, I told you not to move before the drug takes effect!"
Madam Pomfrey walked over with a serious face, and seeing Draco's arm dislocated again, she couldn't help but sigh.
Pomfrey grabbed Draco's arm and, ignoring his screams and struggles, quickly put his arm back in place.
At this moment, Draco was curled up in the bed uncomfortably, trying his best to hide his slightly disheveled face.
"I'll tell my dad, you old witches with no medical ethics!"
The sound was muffled under the covers. Madam Pomfrey ignored Draco's unbridled abuse, handed the potion to Astoria, and turned away.
"Hey Draco, are you okay?"
Astoria approached cautiously, stretched out her hand to pinch the corner of the quilt and lifted it. Draco's light blond hair was now messy and stuck to his forehead, stuck together by fine beads of sweat.
His face flushed, not sure if it was because he was covered or because of the pain, but the moment he saw Leah, he grabbed the quilt even more shamefully.
Through the gap, Astoria could vaguely notice that the tips of his ears seemed to be getting redder.
"...Then I'll ask Madam Pomfrey to apply the medicine on you..."
"no!"
Draco called Astoria, reached out a hand from under the quilt and tightly grasped Astoria's small hand. Leah could clearly feel her cold skin being warmed.
"I'll find a male therapist..."
Astoria thought Draco was being shy and gave his hand a considerate squeeze, reassuring him.
"Stop, don't go!"
Draco's hands gripped Leah even tighter, his gray-blue eyes flashing with tiny glimmers as he looked at her cautiously.
"you help me."
Finally, Draco said those words.
Astoria was a little shocked, her eyebrows slightly raised, and when Draco wasn't noticing she retracted her faint smile.
"Are you sure? Let me..."
Astoria's eyes were full of laughter, and her gaze lingered on Draco playfully.
"Anyway, it can't be them. They are a group of wizards who don't show any mercy and have no medical ethics..."
"Draco, that's the only way to heal the bruises..."
Astoria sighed helplessly, her eyes gradually softened, and she reached out and gently stroked Draco's forehead, pushing away the loose hair that was blocking his vision.
"So will you help me or not?"
Astoria's actions answered Draco. She put her arm around Draco's waist, carefully avoiding his injured left arm, and helped him up from the bed.
"Then I'm here..."
Astoria swallowed unconsciously, feeling a little nervous. The redness on Draco's ears seemed to start spreading all over his body. Leah carefully lifted the robe covering his back, and the exposed skin gradually turned red with every inch of Leah's fingertips touching it.
"Don't be so gentle..."
Draco was picking on her again, and every inch of his skin seemed to feel tingling and numb as Leah's cold fingers touched him, and he couldn't help twitching his shoulders.
"Master, you are asking for a lot..."
Astoria was a little speechless. She curled her lips and increased the strength in her hands, rubbing the potion liquid into Draco's bruised skin.
The coolness of the ointment and the warmth of her fingers intertwined, forming a wonderful feeling on Draco's back. Draco's breathing became a little rapid, he closed his eyes involuntarily, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.