Chapter 382 Draco gradually recovers
At this moment, Professor Snape also walked out of the operating room.
His hair, which was originally messy as if it had been soaked in water, was now all stuck to his head, making him look a little disheveled.
"Professor Snape, thank you." Harry's voice trembled a little.
Snape said in a gentler voice than Harry had ever heard before, "Draco is resting, but you can go see him. He's stable now."
"Thank you, thank you, Professor."
Harry bowed to the two again, then rushed into the infirmary impatiently.
Madam Pomfrey whispered behind him, "Malfoy needs to rest now."
Snape shook his head. "Compared to resting, I think he would rather see Potter the first thing he sees after waking up."
Madam Pomfrey smiled knowingly when she heard this, "It's great to be young."
When Harry walked into the treatment room and saw Draco lying on the bed.
His heart was deeply touched again.
Draco's face was still as pale as paper, but his breathing had become steady.
Harry walked to the bed and gently held Draco's hand, feeling the familiar warmth.
He whispered, "Draco, you know what? I've actually felt that you're interested in me for a long time.
But I just couldn’t get over the hurdle in my heart. I was afraid and I was hesitant.
But now, as long as you can survive, I will confess my love to you and I am willing to marry you.
No matter what difficulties we may encounter in the future, I am willing to face them with you."
As he said this, Harry felt his heartbeat quicken and his cheeks flush slightly.
Draco's fingers moved slightly, and Harry's heart skipped a beat.
He squeezed Draco's hand tightly, as if that would transfer his strength to him.
Time passed slowly in silence, and Harry just sat beside the bed, watching over Draco quietly.
"I'll be here until you wake up."
Finally, on a clear morning, Draco slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were a little confused at first, but when he saw Harry standing by his side.
His eyes were immediately filled with light.
He called out weakly, "Harry..."
Harry shook Draco's hand excitedly, tears streaming down his face again.
"Draco, you're awake! You're finally awake!"
Draco smiled, and even though it was a weak smile, it was enough to make Harry feel extremely relieved.
"I'm sorry for making you worry. It's my fault."
Harry shook his head, crying and laughing at the same time.
Although Madam Pomfrey kept saying that Draco would be fine.
But it wasn't until Draco actually woke up that Harry felt relieved.
In the following days, Harry stayed with Draco every day and told him about their recent situation in the Shadow.
Draco also realized how dangerous his injury was this time, and he was still frightened.
He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would never see Harry again.
Soon after, the team members and Shadow's top brass also learned the news that Draco had awakened.
Hermione, Percy, Vanassa and everyone in the flight formation came to visit Draco one after another.
They brought flowers, gifts and lots of blessings, expressing their genuine joy for Draco's recovery.
The gifts filled the entire ward, making it look like a small warehouse.
At this time, Madam Pomfrey had to show her Hogwarts style and started to chase people away.
Except for Harry who could stay with Draco the whole time, everyone else could only stay for five minutes at most, even Hermione was no exception.
Goyle and Crabbe also came to the treatment room.
Goyle stood beside Draco's bed, his face full of apology and uneasiness.
"Draco, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. If I hadn't lowered the flight altitude without permission, you wouldn't have been injured.
I…I think I might be more suitable for the logistics department, which might be a better fit for me.”
Draco saw the loneliness and unwillingness in Goyle's eyes, and he smiled gently.
“Gall, the battlefield is ever-changing, and even the best warriors can make mistakes in a split second.
This is the meaning of the existence of comrades-in-arms - in times of crisis, we support each other and face it together.
In Shadow, comrades can trust each other with their lives, and this is not an empty statement. "
He paused and continued, "Gore, are you willing to leave like this?"
"I..." Gore clenched his fists tightly.
"Gall, tell me, are you willing?" Draco's voice was not loud, but it was more severe than ever before.
Goyle was startled by the question. He raised his head suddenly and shouted loudly.
"I won't give up! I want to stay! I want to keep fighting!"
Draco showed a relieved smile on his face: "Then stay and prove yourself with your actions.
Prove it to me, prove it to everyone, that you, Gao Er, are a qualified flight formation fighter! "
Gore nodded heavily with tears in his eyes.
"Yes! I will definitely try my best to catch up with you."
Crabbe stood aside and was also deeply moved by the conversation between Draco and Goyle.
"I will definitely work hard to catch up with you and become a warrior as good as you!"
After this incident, Goyle and Crabbe seemed to be reborn and grew a lot.
They began to cherish every training opportunity more and work harder to improve their strength.
Especially Gore, he seemed like a different person, sweating on the training ground every day and challenging his limits.
The study material that he had always resisted before has now become a compulsory course for him every night.
If he memorizes it ten times, he will memorize it a hundred times, until the knowledge is deeply engraved in his mind.
He is no longer satisfied with just mastering the basics, but continues to delve deeper, striving to do his best in every detail.
Whenever he encountered a problem he didn't understand, Gore would go to his teammates for help without hesitation.
Seeing how serious and hard-working he was, his teammates were willing to patiently help him answer his questions.
With the help of the team, Gore's strength improved rapidly and his progress surprised everyone.
As time went by, Draco's physical condition gradually improved with Harry's company and the care of his teammates.
He began to try to get out of bed and walk around, and Harry became his crutch, always by his side.
Every time the sun sets, they would stroll together in the quiet and beautiful garden of the clinic.
Breathing in the fresh air and enjoying each other's company.
On a sunny afternoon, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting patches of light on the two people.
Harry looked at Draco becoming more and more energetic, and his heart was filled with gratitude and happiness.
He took a deep breath and decided it was time to say what was hidden in his heart.
