Harry groans as he attempts to sit up.
"Careful mate, you've been through quite a lot."
Harry looks over, spotting his close friends, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley. He smiles slightly, eyes fluttering open and closed. Harry notices he's laying in a hospital bed, the room being a green with a white stripe going along the bottom of the walls, the only window is one facing a small park, and another being a small white stained window on the door, you couldnt really see anything even if you had your face on the glass. Harry is located on the other side of the room, while the door is on the wall across from him, but all the way to the left, with the park view to his right.
"Ron, I'm going to get the doctor." Hermione smiles.
"All right 'Mione."
Hermione leaves and the two boys to sit in silence as they wait for her return.
"Ah, good to see you're awake Mr. Pottah." Harry looks up at the sound of his name, spotting a tall blonde. "How are you feeling."
Hermione walks in, trailing behind who Harry thinks is an angel. He stands a good 6'3, broad shoulders, muscular well built frame, blonde golden hair, silver dagger eyes that would scare you, but yet they have happiness in them.
Harry blushes at the warm smile. "I-I'm good."
"Good, now lets see-" He pulls out a clipboard from under his arm. "You have a slight concussion, and 5 fractured ribs, two on your left and three on the right. We did have to go in and release some pressure on of your brain. Now we will need to keep you for atleast a week so we can run a few more test, but then you will be able to go on like this never happened."
"Oh ok, um but what exactly happened to me?" Harry looks up at the doctor.
Hermione and Ron both look at the doctor in concern.
"You were in an accident, so no need to strain your mind, it will cause headache." The doctor smiles. "Oh, and if you need anything at all, just ask for Dr. Malfoy."
"O-ok, thank you doctor." Harry smiles.
"Welcome." With that, Dr. Malfoy exits the room.
"Mate, you should go back to sleep, it's late." Ron looks at his close friend.
"Yes Harry, it is 10:12, you should rest some more."
"Then you guys need to get home, I'm sure Pansy is worried, and Ron, you know how Blaise gets when you're gone too long." Ron and Hermione look at one another.
"Harry-"
"I mean it, I'm fine, and if I DO need anything, I'll ask Dr. Malfoy." Harry smiles sweetly.
"Ok mate, we'll be back in the morning though." Ron stands up next to Hermione.
"I don't doubt it." Harry smiles at his friends.
They nod their heads before saying farewll one last time. Harry now lays in bed, silence choking him slighlty, he never had enjoyed silence. He decides to do as they suggested and gets some rest.
"Oh here ma'am, let me help you." Harry runs up to an old lady as she tries to carry a bag across the street.
"Oh, how sweet of you young man!" She giggles.
Harry smiles at her as they walk across, he looks up to his right to see a car going full speed right towards them. Without thinking, he pushes her out of the way, the car hitting him head on. He bounced off, hitting another car before hitting the ground, he fades in and out as people start caring him to an ambulance. Next thing he knows is that they are heading to surgery, having to release pressure in his head. The last thing Harry had heard was-
"Hurry, we can't loose him!"
Night 1
Harry sits up panting, hissing in pain had forgotten about his ribs. With the door open, Harry looks up to see Dr. Malfoy at the front desk, waving at him, Dr. Malfoy smile as he starts walking into the room.
"How do you feel Mr. Pottah?" He rest his hands into his jacket pockets as he walks to Harry's side.
"Um good, but it's Potter."
"Excuse me?" Dr. Malfoy smiles, tilting his head.
"My last name, you're saying 'Pottah' it's Potter." Harry scrathes the back of his neck with a nervous smile.
"Oh, Pottah."
"Potter."
"Pottah."
"POTTER."
"Pottaaaaah, Pottor, Potta!"
Harry laughs as Dr. Malfoy rest his hand under his chin, looking very serious as he tries to de-bunk his patients last name.
" Poqwa,Pottooo, Po-"
"Dr. Malfoy, it's ok, you can call me what ever you want." Harry says laughing.
"Well then Mr. Potato, how about you stop calling me Dr. Malfoy?" He smiles.
"Then what would I call you?" He laughs at the knew name.
"Draco, Draco Malfoy." Dr. Malfoy holds out his hand.
"Oh." Harry looks at the hand, taking it into his. "Harry, Harry Pottah."
Both men laugh, smiling at one another. Harry looks down at their hands as he relizes they haven't let go yet.
His hands are very callused, yet soft at the same time.
Harry pulls his hand back sharply, blushing deeply.
"S-sorry." Harry folds his hands on his lap, looking down, he frowns.
"Harry, it's quite alright." He walks to then end of the bed. "Your hands are...soft."
He smiles and nods, leaving the room. Harry blushes as he stares at the door, mouth hanging.
Night 2
That night Harry dreamnt a...well lets just say a very naughty dream, but he liked the dream. That scared Harry, he had never had a "wet" dream before, but yet, he wished he had. He never knew wet dreams could be that exciting, especially when it's with someone as handsome as Dr. Draco Malfoy, yes he does feel shameful for dreaming of his doctor, but he also liked the dirty feeling it came with.
Harry looks down at the boner that sticks up under the blanket, and just as he goes to enter the bathroom, Dr. Malfoy comes in smiling.
"Good morning Mr. Pottah. How are you this morning?" Harry blushes, quickly covering that area with a teddy bear Ron and Hermione had gotten him.
"Quite well, and you?" Harry smiles nervously.
"Good, and how do your injuries feel? Any slight pains?"
"Yes actually, um my side hurts a little." Harry rubs his side, blushing deeply realizing what situation he just put himself into.
"Alright let me check." Dr. Malfoy walks over and takes his stethoscope from around his neck. "Breathe in, now out."
Harry does as he's told, he gasps slightly as Dr. Malfoy's pinky slightly touches his nipple through the thin gown.
"Well, nothing is wrong with your lungs, so that's good. It seems though that your ribs are just sore from the healing, but I will have the nurse bring you some pain killers, hows that?" Harry nods his head.
Although Harry had nothing else wrong, Dr. Malfoy stayed and chat. They talked about nothing in particular, about what high schools and colleges they went to, what sports teams they like, the usual men stuff. Harry laughs at a joke and starts to cough, he reaches for the glass of water on the night stand near his bed, forgetting all about the bear. The bear falls to the ground with a soft thump.
"Oh, let me." Dr. Malfoy walks over and picks it up, instantly spotting what it was covering.
Harry blushes, looking away and lifting the blanket to cover his face. Hating human hormones, and hating how it never went down.
"Mr. Pottah, it's alright, it's only natural ."
"What, to get a boner after having a dream about his doctor?" Harry knew the minute he said that was the minute he dug a grave for himself.
Blushing deeply, he glances over to see Dr. Malfoy staring wide eyed at him, a deep blush covering his face as well. Soon after a small smile plays on Dr. Malfoy's lips as he walks closer to the bed.
"Is that so Mr. Pottah." He sets the bear down on his lap, leaning towards his ear. "Then shall I help you?"
Harry gulps, nodding his head ever so slowly. Dr. Malfoy smiles, sliding his hand slowly under the blanket, running up Harry's thigh and up under the gown. Harry gasps as Draco's hand slides to his crotch, feeling his member getting tight waiting for contact. Draco slowly runs his fingers up the shaft, barely touching the skin, Harry moans out as Dr. Malfoy teases him.
"Dr. Ma-"
"Draco, call me Draco, remember? Although I DO love hearing you call me Doctor." He smirks slightly.
"Draco," Harry blushes at his words, but loving how his name rolls off his tongue. "Touch me."
Draco's hand wraps around the member tightly, sending a gasp out of Harry. He slowly moves his hand up and down, softly caressing the tip with his thumb. Harry sits there, one hand gripping the bed while the other grips onto Draco's arm, moving up and down as it moves. Harry closes his eyes, never having someone else's hand on him like this before, never knowing it could feel this good. Draco leans his head down slightly, kissing Harry deeply, his free hand caressing Harry's neck.
"Draco-" Harry wraps both arms around the doctors neck, pulling him closer as they kiss.
Harry without warning comes, his cum sliding down Draco's hand. He leans his head back against the wall, panting slightly as he tries to come down from his high.
"Are you alright Harry?" Draco smiles at him.
"Quite."
After that, Draco would spend all the free time a doctor gets in Harry's room, wether it be to talk, eat, play games, or just all out making out. Harry had enjoyed the time he spent with Draco, knowing he felt the same, even if the time they spent together wasn't that long. One day, Harry and Draco were laying in the bed together, kissing of course, and were playing with each others hands. Harry loved the feeling pf Draco's hands, so when they would be talking, Harry had Draco's hands, when they were eating Harry had one of Draco's hands, and when they just layed there in silence enjoy the presence of each other, he had his hands in his. But they were laying on there sides, kissing each other deeply, Harry moaned sofly everytime Draco steered away and started kissing his neck.
Harry smiled as Draco kept nipping his colar bone, that was the place Draco enjoyed the most. He would always leave marks there, not caring if the gown didn't cover it all the way. Harry was moanig out as Draco nipped him sharply on the shoulder when the door opened.
"Good morning Harry-" Hermione walks in, Pansy, Ron, and Blaise soon after.
They all four stare at the two men in the bed as they are intertwined.
"G-good morning." Harry stutters, smiling nervously at the group.
"Harry is that-" Ron points.
"T-this is Dr. Malfoy, yes."
"How do you do?" Draco asks, not letting go of Harry's hands.
"I-I'm ok, thank you..." Ron nods slowly.
"Well damn." They all look at Blaise as he pulls out his wallet, handing Pansy a twenty.
"Told ya he would turn gay." Pansy chuckles as she slides the bill into her back pocket.
Everyone but those two start laughing, Harry looks at Draco and gives him a peck on the lips smiling.
"So how does it feel to be out of the hospital?" Draco smiles at Harry.
"Oh how I missed the outside world." They both chuckle. "But honestly, I'm kind of going to miss my hospital room."
"Why is that?" Draco takes a sip of coffee, they're sitting outside on Draco's balcony, cuddling together under a blanket on the out door couch.
"Cause, when I was at the hospital, there was this really hot doctor that would visit me every day." Harry frowns.
"Oh, well I'm sure you'll get to see him again."
"How are you so sure?" Harry pouts.
"Well..." Draco smiles, leaning towards his face. "Fate will bring him to you once again."
"Oh really?" Harry smiles, his face drawing closer to Draco's.
"Mhm~" Draco kisses the brunette, leaning to the side setting his coffee down on the coffee table.
They start making out, Draco pushing Harry down onto his back.
"Well I think fate can wait a little bit."
"Oh," Draco smirks down at him.
"Yeah, I have you for now~"
"Mm, you sure do~"
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