All is Well, All is Done.
Prompt: Teddy got into a fight with Harry while it might be his last day.
“You what?!” Harry explodes inside McGonagall office. He was just finishing dinner inside his house when Minerva urgently firecalls him, so that he immediately get to Hogwarts. He was summoned only to find that apparently Teddy is in a big trouble. Minerva personally glares at Teddy and asks him to explain himself to Harry.
“I curse one of my classmates.” Teddy said quietly.
“You curse someone, as in using the curse spell, or you curse someone, as in using the dirty words?” Apparently Harry’s brain can’t digest this small piece of information because right now Minerva is glaring at the both of them. Teddy is currently looking like a kicked puppy.
“I curse someone as in using three curse spells.” Teddy knows not to evoke Harry’s anger with smartarse comment.
“Three almost lethal curse spell, Mr. Lupin.” McGonagall reprimands Teddy in a very scary voice. Harry sighs before putting off his glasses and pinching the bridge of his nose, eyes shuts tightly.
“And why exactly did you do something like that?” Harry asks before witnessing Teddy’s posture becomes rigid, his eyes only show anger.
“He mocks me.” Teddy answers curtly which only makes Harry’s anger implodes.
“Teddy, you can’t go around cursing people that mocks you! What are you? Five years old? You don’t throw a tantrum in a form of a curse, Teddy Lupin! What- Are you-” Harry takes a very deep breath because it seems like the words have vanished from his brain “Did I fail completely on teaching you about magic?”
“I’m sorry; can we please just forget this? I was wrong, and I am sorry; I won’t do that again. Please?” Teddy begs, but it only makes Harry looks constipated.
“No, Teddy, we certainly can’t just forget whatever this is! You don’t walk around cursing people as you wish, not mild curses, and certainly not lethal curses. What were you thinking?!” Teddy laughs bitterly at that. “Teddy, the person you curse today could have died! Believe me, you don’t want that on your conscience.”
“I am sorry, okay? Professor, I am sorry for causing this unnecessary problem. I am sorry that Harry has to dash here in an instance, I’m sorry that I have casted three lethal curses on someone who apparently thinks that Harry Potter is an obnoxious fame whore. I should have let it slide that he said Harry sodding Potter is a moron who has a hero complex, or that it is good those lot of Order of whatsoever bird were currently buried six feet under ground, or that people should understand that Harry bloody Potter was hanging on a sheer dumb luck while defeating the Dark Lord and those buried so called heroes corpses were the concrete prove of that! I am truly sorry; I should have hexed him into oblivion instead of casting lethal curses.” Both adults in the room are stunned with shock. With that, Teddy excuses himself from McGonagall’s room, but Harry forbids him.
“Teddy, you’re doing something very rude, right now.” His voice is somehow choked in his throat.
“You know what, Harry? I don’t care that I’m doing something rude right now. You need to remember that you are not my father, so stop trying to be one!” Teddy says with fierce strides to where Harry is standing, challenging the green orbs with his own brown eyes. “And for the record? Yes, you did fail to teach me.” He spits the words out of his mouth, Teddy knows how untrue his words are, how meaningless, and how he only said it because he is very angry right now. Teddy knows how guilty he will be later, but for now he’ll say whatever crosses his mind. Later turns out to be sooner, much sooner. The sheer pain in Harry’s eyes is so strong, it almost knocks Teddy to his knees, begging for forgiveness, but the things that happens next is worse, far worse.
Harry’s feet take an unconscious step back as he lets Teddy’s words fog his mind like a plague. He fails. He’s not enough. He takes another step back as he feels the bile rise in his throat. The next thing he knows, he is vomiting on McGonagall’s expensive rug, but more importantly he’s vomiting blood. The last thing he hears is McGonagall’s panic voice, calling his name. Teddy is frozen on his feet as he stares at the amount of blood coming from Harry’s –everywhere– ear, eyes, nose, but especially his mouth. Harry is vomiting –no, oozing blood everywhere, and Teddy is frozen, staring like an idiot while McGonagall’s panic voice fills the room.
“Mr. Potter! Mr. Potter!” McGonagall’s voice brings him back from his stupor. “Merlin! Harry, hang in there, dear boy, hang in there. Mr. Lupin, I’m guessing you’re already capable to Apparate?” McGonagall’s voice can only means business.
“Go outside, Apparate to St. Mungo at once, alert them I’m coming with Harry. I need to alert other people first.”
“With all due respect Professor, but there’s no time. I’ll Apparate the both of us to St. Mungo, you can alert other people.” Teddy says with every ounce of patience in his being.
“Alright then, go, now!” With that, Teddy levitates Harry’s unconscious body in a hurry and brings him outside, before he knows it, he already arrived inside St. Mungo. He immediately runs to the counter.
“What’s the patient name?” The girl asks too cheerily.
“Are you blind? He’s Harry fucking Potter, and he needs help. So, if you want your bloody saviour to survive, I suggest you to fetch him a healer, now.” The girl gasps at Teddy’s obvious irritation.
“Go to the fifth floor, there should be someone already waiting for you. Please come back here later to finish all the documents.” Teddy ignores the necessities and goes straight to the elevator. When the elevator door opens, people are already buzzing, ready to take Harry’s unconscious, floating body.
“Please tell me you can save him.” He asks vulnerably to the kind face woman that takes Harry to a room. She smiles at him.
“Don’t worry, he’s the best we have. If anyone can save Harry Potter, it’s him.” They finally get settled inside a room. Harry is free of blood for the moment, but Teddy can see some red liquid is already oozing from his nose again. His face is strikingly pale; the same goes to Teddy’s face from everyone’s point of view. Teddy is currently in a weird haze right now, his mind is screaming in fear, but his face only shows a mask of calculated look with pale skin. He most probably will faint out of fear or a heart attack as his heart is stubbornly beating a tattoo on his chest.
“Good evening, what do we have here?” A voice startles him as he doesn’t hear the door opens. Teddy’s shock only grows bigger when he sees who is speaking.
“Cousin.” He says quietly. Draco Malfoy is looking at the paper in his hand when he slowly looks at someone who is currently speaking. His grey eyes are suddenly flitted with so many emotions –recognition, shock, confusion, realization, fear, and finally settle in panic.
“Teddy…” he answers as quiet, but his eyes dart in panic at the person on the hospital bed, before striding and start poking at Harry’s unconscious body. In ten seconds –Teddy counts- Draco is successfully putting his professional mask. His eyes are dark, calculating. His face doesn’t show any vulnerability. His voice doesn’t even wobble. Teddy doesn’t get fooled though; he knows how scared Draco is right now. “What happened to him?” At that question, Teddy falters. He cannot conjure a full sentence. “Be strong, Teddy, I need your help. Help me, Teddy.” Draco shows his weakness as the last word cracks on his throat. Teddy takes a deep breath before explaining.
“He was needed at school just 10 minutes ago. One second he was fine, the next he was stepping back and suddenly vomiting on the floor. The only thing that came out is blood. He was oozing blood.” Teddy feels quite proud that he can bring himself almost to the professional mask Draco is putting.
“What do you mean by oozing blood?” Draco is now pointing his wand at Harry’s body. The tip changes colour from blue to purple to red.
“I mean the blood came out from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. It was scary.”
“Hm, I can imagine.” He says coldly.
“Can you help him, Cousin? Will you?” Teddy’s voice finally crumbles. Draco looks at him sharply.
“I will do whatever I can to help him, Teddy. We both won’t lose him, not like this, not today.” Teddy nods gratefully then slips out of the room.
Teddy waits in front of the room, trusting Harry’s life in Draco’s hand. Some people will definitely say it’s stupid, giving Harry Potter’s life in a silver plate to a Death Eater. Teddy believes in good, the perks of growing up with Harry Potter as a role model, he believes that Draco Malfoy is the best healer St. Mungo has, and if anyone can save his Godfather, it’s Draco Malfoy, but Teddy also knows that the last thing he had said to his God father could be that he had failed on growing Teddy to be the best version he can be. A few moments later, Draco comes out from the room.
“How is he?” Draco looks weary.
“Should be good now that he has stabilized.” Teddy feels something so strong knocks his chest that he falls to his feet. He sits on the floor with his back on the wall.
“Thank Merlin, for one moment I thought he was gonna die.”
“Not on my watch, kiddo.” Draco says and sits beside Teddy. Only then Teddy lets his emotions consume his entire being. Only then Teddy lets himself cry. “Hey, shh, it’s okay, he’s okay. It was some kind of poison, lethal enough to kill, not too strong so the person will die slowly. I was able to get most of it out of his system, and his immune system should be able to fight the leftovers.”
“We were fighting, Draco, and right before he started vomiting blood, I had said some horrible things. I thought I lost him. I thought the last thing he would hear from me before he die was those mean things. I am a horrible person.” A sob rips from Teddy’s throat. Draco puts his arm around the smaller boy’s shoulder and tries to soothe him.
“What were you fighting over? Why was he needed in Hogwarts?”
“I cursed someone today. He said some mean things about Harry and you all. I just couldn’t take it. The curses were drawn from my wand before I could think of what I should do. Harry didn’t know the reasons. He got very mad, and I got very embarrassed that I didn’t want him to know. And then I got mad which made everything worse… Oh my God, Draco, I told him that he’s not my father. I told him to stop acting like one. I told him that he failed on being a role model. Draco, it was so horrible. Why did I say such things?!”
“Because you’re an angry fifteen years old, Teddy. Harry said some pretty mean things too when he was fifteen. Oh, he was so full of anger on his fifth year. I, too, did cruel things when I was fifteen. The point is it’s a common knowledge that fifteen years old teenagers are just full of pent up anger that mistakes are bound to happen. Be strong, Teddy. Don’t walk around with curse on the tip of your tongue. Don’t make a mistake I made. Be strong as Harry when he was fifteen.”
“What if he doesn’t forgive me? I saw how hurt he was over my words, Draco. It feels like his world is crumbling down just from a mere lie from an angry fifteen years old.”
“That is because he loves you too much. Apologize, Teddy, he will forgive you, unless we’re talking about a different Harry here.” That actually brings a smile toward Teddy’s face. Draco grins at him before getting up to leave. “Go in there, he’ll probably wake up in a few minutes.”
Teddy was holding Harry’s hand in a tight grip when Harry finally moans as he wakes up. His eyelash flutters as he struggles to open his eyes. After a few minutes his eyes fixes on Teddy.
“Teddy?” his voice is weak. Teddy smiles weakly.
“Hey, Harry.” He says softly before tightening his grip on Harry’s hands. “There are many people asking for you outside. You made them quite worry.” Harry seems to have remembered their last conversation because he cannot look Teddy right in the eye. “I have made a lot of mistake, Harry. None of them compared to how guilty I feel right now. I am sorry. I am very sorry; yes you’re not my dad, Harry. You’re the person who makes sure I have food on my stomach everyday and I have roof above my head since I can remember. I hate myself for saying any of that. Please act like you’re my dad. Without you, I won’t even understand half of the things that are going around in this world. No, Harry, you did not fail on being my role model. You’re the only person I have idolized for as long as I can even think. Forgive me. I have no idea that it would hurt you that much, I thought I would lose you, please that can’t be the last thing you heard from me. I’m sorry I cursed that boy, I just got so mad that he insulted you. I love you, I’m sorry.” Teddy is now clutching at Harry’s hospital gown while crying openly on the hand he clasps between his palms. Harry’s free hand stroke Teddy’s blue hair softly while shushing the crying boy.
“It’s okay, Teddy. Hey, it’s alright yeah, don’t worry, I forgive you. And I’m not leaving, I’m not going anywhere. I love you too, please don’t cry, it’s okay, I’m okay…” Once they are calm enough, Draco makes his entrance. Teddy’s hair turns strikingly blond in a second.
“Hello again, Teddy, all’s well?” Teddy nods happily. “Good. How are you feeling, Potter?” Teddy only rolls his eyes, it’s their little secret that his cousin once removed is bloody infatuated with his Godfather.
“Quite good, yeah. You’re the one in charge for me, Malfoy?”
“Oh stop with the awkward politeness. Just an hour ago, you almost popped your eyes in panic seeing his unconscious state, Cousin. And yes, Harry, he’s the one that just save your life. All life debts are paid. You’ve grown up since seven years of petty animosity, yes? All is well, all is done, now he likes you, you like him, please get this simply done and make out. I’m tired of hearing you both whining about each other.” Draco’s eyes widens comically, while Harry splutters the water he’s drinking. “Don’t forget there are others that want to know your condition, Harry. Cousin, use protection.” Teddy winks, smiles widely, and then goes outside happily. All is well. All is done.
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