seven days lost

After a pause, "Really."

He was silent for a while, then said, "Can you come out for a while?"

"No, I—I don't want to come out, it's very windy outside."

"Potter, I'm at the back door in the backyard right now."

"I said I don't want to go out, didn't you understand?" The man suddenly became irritable and hysterical.Draco was almost at a loss, this was the first time he faced this situation, and no one could give him proper guidance, so he could only bite the bullet and say: "Potter, if you want your situation to get better , then it’s best to come out and see me.”

However, the other party's next reaction made him even more at a loss - he hung up the phone directly.

Draco stared at the phone blankly, watching the bright screen gradually dim, and the call interface jumped back to the main menu.

What should he do?Should he let him rest, or give him the right guidance?Who can tell him what he should do to this man?He was causing him pain again, his behavior was bothering him—he was doing it again, and it was disgusting.

Draco leaned against the tree trunk, staring blankly at the deep blue sky.He closed his eyes.The wind gradually froze his heart.

After a while, he took the phone out of his pocket again and dialed Harry's number.The call was connected quickly.

"Hey?"

"Sorry, I don't think I'm a qualified therapist." He said hoarsely.

"No, it's not your fault. I'm the one to apologize," Harry said, but it didn't make him feel much better.

"Since you're fine, I'll go back first."

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Wait a while, Malfoy. I'll be right down."

Draco put down the phone and zipped up the top of his windbreaker.He wiped his eye sockets, it was so dry that there was no tear, but it hurt like sand.

Harry soon came down to meet him.He told him he remembered his godfather and that's why he broke down.

"Don't you comfort me?" He looked at him and asked seriously, "I cried, I smashed everything in the room, do you think it's normal?"

"Potter..."

"Are all people with brain problems like this? Will they wantonly hurt the people around them?"

"No, you can't think like that, Potter—"

"I feel like I'm useless. I shouldn't be here. I should be alone."

At that moment, his heart seemed to be torn thousands of times in an instant, and it could never be mended again.He didn't know how to comfort him, how to make him abandon this idea, but he also knew that this was an unavoidable thing in the process of treatment. If he couldn't even overcome this level of difficulty, then he still wouldn't help him .He wanted to hug him, to let him know that he was always there for him, but his hand dropped when he reached out.

Why is he? ...he always screwed up everything.

"You don't need to worry too much, Potter, these are things that happen. This kind of treatment is not going to be smooth sailing, but it's not as bad as you think."

"In other words, you are admitting what I said in disguise." Harry looked extremely disappointed, "Why did I encounter this?"

Yeah, why did he encounter these?He is a hero, the last person who deserves to be treated like this, he should do what he loves most, and have a better life... Why on earth is this happening?

He didn't know how to answer, but just pursed his lips.

"Can you give me a hug?" Harry said suddenly.These words almost put him in place, and he stared at him blankly, unable to say a word.

"Forget it, I'm sorry to bother you so late." He looked hurt.He took a step back, turned his head and left, and ran back to the courtyard without looking back.

Draco looked after him.Now he really can't feel anything.

a hug.

It would have been a breeze, he could have given it to any friend, anyone.But only not to him.

A hug can give too much meaning, he may just want to seek warmth, just want to rely on someone temporarily, but he found the wrong person.He can find anyone but him.

Draco sat in his room, thinking over their conversation.The back of Harry leaving angrily kept flashing before his eyes, he always brought him pain, how could someone like him give him a hug?When Harry thought of all this later, he would regret it too, wouldn't he? ...Of course he will regret it.

It can't be his fault.He just didn't want him to regret it.

But when Draco got his call at night, he realized that everything was not that simple.Harry's situation was completely beyond his imagination.

"I want to live in the hospital for treatment, can you put me in touch? Since you are also a therapist, it should not be difficult to do. But I can't afford it now, so can you-can you help me with it ? I'll pay you back later—”

Why?Why do you want to go back?Why are you going back to that nightmare place... Am I not good enough?

"No, no, why do you all think so? I just don't want to cause trouble for others."

No, you're not giving me trouble... I've been giving you trouble.

"I understand that I should be content, I have to be nicer to them, be more patient, and not lose my temper, but I can't control my own emotions. I am very irritable and angry for no reason, am I like this before? Or Did you say that you became so annoying after you lost your memory?"

No, it's not like that, not at all - you've never been annoying... Please, stop it, stop it...

"No, Potter, listen to me, don't think about those things, take a few deep breaths, exhale slowly, like this—" He took a deep breath, almost sucking the air out of his lungs, Then exhale slowly, a little bit, a little bit, and let your manic emotions gradually calm down, "When you are angry in the future, take a few more deep breaths."

"So, are you willing to hug me now?"

His hand holding the phone tightened suddenly.

why.

why?

Why did he keep asking him for hugs, over and over again?In his memory, I have only met them a few times, and to him on this day, he is just a stranger. Why would he want a hug from a stranger?

No, don't say it anymore...don't say it anymore, don't force him anymore, he—he can't bear his trust, he can't do it, he can't bear any of his feelings, it will be fatal to him.

Draco closed his eyes.He thought of his back running away in front of him again.

"you come down."

This is the third crazy thing he did.

The first was to kiss him, the second was to be his therapist, and the third was this.

He hugged him.

His body was thinner than expected, and the bones in his shoulders hurt a little.His hair smelled of sweat, as if he had just sweated from running over from the house.He wanted to hold him tighter, tighter, why is he so thin and pitiful?But he didn't want to scratch him, and he didn't want to give himself too much illusion that he also had a little affection for him.

He let go of him and took a step back.

"Wear more when you go out at night."

"I will. So you don't agree with my hospitalization, do you?"

"No, I don't want to."

"You are afraid that if I am hospitalized, the points will be given to other therapists, and you will not be able to continue to obtain information from me, right?"

"Of course not, I hope you get better. But hospitalization isn't for you. You don't want to be locked up there forever. A lot of Spell Injury patients stay there their whole lives. The atmosphere is hopeless. You'll go berserk." .”

"But you said I'd be all right. I can get out, can't I?"

"I'll do my best to help you, Potter."

"Then use these to write your research topic?"

"No, I really want to help you," he twitched the corners of his mouth, his tone almost pleading, "Believe me, Potter, I really—"

"you like me."

Draco's eyes widened.He saw all-seeing cunning in his eyes.He suddenly understood that he had been seen through from the beginning to the end, he knew exactly what kind of drama he was performing, he just watched and swung the knife at his weak point frequently.

He knew how to make him suffer, how to make him struggle, how to make him fall into conflict.He challenged his bottom line again and again, but he couldn't make any resistance.

"No, you mean..."

"You always come to see me, we see each other every day these days." He stared at him closely.

"No, Potter, it's not like that."

"You like me, you've been wandering around here for a long time just to find me." Harry continued on his own, his heart skipping a beat, "Will you kiss me?"

"No, look, Potter, I already have a girlfriend," he replied almost reflexively.He was completely confused, his brain was buzzing, and he lost the ability to think.He doesn't know how the conversation got to this point, maybe he shouldn't have hugged him in the first place.

"I think I'll still need to be hospitalized," said Harry after a moment's silence, and he looked at him again with that piercing look in his eyes. "If you don't agree, I'll find another way."

Draco clenched his fists tightly.He knew he just wanted to see him suffer for him, he just wanted to torture him, and he took a sinister pleasure out of his pain.

But what else can he do?He can only endure, this is what he deserves.