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_prettyparvati (_prettyparvati) wrote in veritaserum_rp,
@ 2011-06-26 00:55:00

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draco malfoy, parvati malfoy

Who: Parvati and Draco
Where: St. Mungo's Hospital
When: June 26th 2006
What: To begin our PSL/RP adventures...Welcome back our Parvati and Draco. :D Parvati's hurt and her husband is MIA.

As a healer, Parvati had often spent times at the hospital. One thing that remained true however, was the fact that she much preferred being the ones in the scrubs instead of the hospital gowns.

In a private room, much like a lonely princess in a tower, Parvati sat with tears running down her cheeks. She wasn't sure why exactly, but it had been hard to stem their flow since she had been admitted the previous night. If she was to postulate, the young woman would lay her bets on the fact that her husband was no where to be seen.

She had been dressed in a sari of translucent deep blue at the wedding of a distant cousin when one thoughtless push by a drunk groomsmen had had her heel catching on the trim of her sari, sending her toppling backwards and down the grand staircase of the hotel they were at. It seemed only a few seconds of bruising pain before she landed, disoriented, as Padma rushed to her side. Bleeding from both a cut on her forehead and a split lip, with her left hand at a weird angle, there had been aching pain all through her body. She would have been embarrassed if she hadn't blacked out right after.

Between that and having to do the "My husband is away on business" smile and tilt of head that pureblood witches had long since perfected, the night had definitely not been her best.

Padma had taken her to St. Mungo's and in between moments of consciousness Parvati remembered her her broken wrist being healed (that had been torturous on its own), being diagnosed with a moderate concussion and calling Draco. Certain she had left a rather tearful message on his answering machine she had expected a floo call at least, even if he wasn't able to leave the 'highly important meeting' (his words, not hers).

No floo call came.

Neither did he.

So, with her family gone home to sleep, she cried.

"Stop being so stupid!" She scolded herself, angry that she making such a deal over something so small.

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_dm
2012-08-13 02:03 am UTC (link)

At his wife's flurry of hurt words, Draco almost laughed.

"Parvati, I..." he rubbed his eyes before taking her tiny hands in his own. "I was in jail." Now he did laugh. "I was arrested for creating a public disturbance on my way to getting you. They didn't have a portkey available for me right away, and they had to restrain--"

He took the pathetically little glass of water from Parvati's nightstand and gulped it down.

"...I haven't slept in 48 hours, and I've already set up a meeting with our lawyers for tomorrow," he met her eyes with a sudden, fierce intensity. "A Harper is not a Malfoy. We're suing."

He went back to holding his wife's hands.

"I was in jail," he repeated, "I wanted to see you so badly, and they wouldn't let me call anyone, none our friends knew where I was, I couldn't ask anyone to tell you... I'm so, so sorry that you've been alone this whole time." He sounded a bit choked. "I've been so worried."

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_prettyparvati
2012-08-13 02:17 am UTC (link)

Seated beside her bedside, Parvati's body ached with her injuries and also with a longing to be held by her husband. As he explained what had happened, somehow, through the fog, his words started to make sense.

"What?" Her voice was so quiet he continued to explain over it as the horror inside her system grew. "What?!"

She pulled her hands from his immediately, suddenly frantic. "You were in jail?! You were in jail and I didn't know?!" His gaunt and dramatic look now began to make sense and in her damaged state her magic began to spark wildly as she considered all the terrible things that could have happened to her husband. "But, YOU were all alone all this time! Draco! What happened! Why would they do that to you?! It's not fair! I hate them!"

She didn't even know these 'them' were, but right now, concussed or not, Parvati could have wreaked holy venegeance.

A passing Healer poked her head in at the commotion. "Mrs. Malfoy? You must calm down, it's not good in your state to-" She noticed the formerly missing husband, "Oh, hello Mister Malfoy. You must keep her calm-"

"GO. AWAY." Parvati snapped, completely unlike herself, but so emotionally charged. "Just, please." Then quieter she just cried into her hands.

The Healer looked taken back and glanced at Draco as to what to do.

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_dm
2012-08-13 02:35 am UTC (link)

And at his wife's reaction, Draco suddenly felt very overwhelmed. He had never felt someone love him so much, to the point that they would feel so protective of him, even when he had let them down, and when they were the one in the hospital bed.

"It was probably good that I had a night to cool off," he admitted, "Well, no--" he instantly regretted saying that, "Nothing was worth not seeing you right away. But I would have tore this place apart," he said earnestly. "Hearing you had been fucking pushed down those stairs, I just lost it. I'm surprised they took so long to arrest me, to be completely honest."

He couldn't stop rubbing her hands, as if to reassure himself that was she warm and alive, still his to have forever.

"I would have attacked the healers who helped you."

The passing Healer looked very frightened indeed.

"I'll keep her calm," he appealed to the frightened witch. "Can we have a large jug of water though, and a plate of Indomie noodles?"

"Indomie?" the Healer looked confused.

Draco's appealing face changed into a stoney one of impatience.

"We'll find that, somewhere, I'll send someone out," she stammered, vanishing out of the doorway quickly.

"I'm sorry I'm so impossible," Draco turned his attention back to his wife. "I'm sorry I'm stupid and end up in jail. I'm sorry I'm here with no flowers. I'm sorry I wasn't there to stop you from falling. I'm sorry for scaring you."

Had Draco ever said the word sorry so many times before in his life?

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_prettyparvati
2012-08-13 02:43 am UTC (link)

"You are always fire and strength-" She whispered softly, thinking back to her own thoughts earlier. Parvati did come first with Draco now. She was the most important thing even when it didn't necessarily feel like that.

"You don't need to be sorry-" Parvati returned, her tears falling onto their locked hands. "I don't want flowers, Draco. I just want you, always, just you. I was scared; I thought you didn't care - that work was more important - and you were in jail. I'm such a horrible witch to have thought those things! I love you so much, I shouldn't have doubted you."

She pulled her small hands from his so she could reach to his face, running her fingertips over the contours of his cheek bones and lips. "Are you okay though? Did they hurt you? Did they hurt you at all? Because I'll kill them, Draco, I will."

Her voice was so steady and serious.

"I'm sorry I caused you all this trouble!" With that she leaned out of the bed and into his chest, where she could be warm and cry her tears to the beat of his heart.

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_dm
2012-08-13 03:19 am UTC (link)

"Well," Draco started, freeing one hand from his wife's to rub his left shoulder. "They had to spell me--" he saw the rage in his wife's eyes, and quickly hurried, "Because they actually let me keep my wand in my holding cell, because of who I am and all that. But then I kept firing at the bars, and threatening them, so they had to spell me and take my wand from me," he admitted sheepishly. "We'll probably have to be a bit frugal for the next few months. Our lawyers--" Hear that, Parvati? Our lawyers, not Draco's lawyers, "had to go through a lot to get that off of my permanent record."

"Parvati," his hands moved to his wife's shoulders, feeling her small frame in his arms, and then suddenly so happy and relieved to feel her in his bruised arms. How could he have ever thought her hands were enough? Holding her was so much better, and out of love and exhaustion, he felt delirious.

"You are crazy."

Just then, the Healer popped back with a freshly prepared plate of noodles and a jug of water, discreetly dropping it by the door before vanishing. She wasn't about to have her eyebrows burned off by one of Draco Malfoy's hexes, she had her own life to get to!

"You haven't caused any trouble. But you need to eat."

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_prettyparvati
2012-08-13 03:28 am UTC (link)

The fingers of her wand hand twitched as he mentioned they had spelled him. Suddenly, the unknown enemy, far away, felt a shiver down his back. Parvati listened to Draco's story buried into the lapels of his shirt, her cheek pressed against his chest. Suddenly, at the thought of her petulant husband continually spelling at the bars, a giggle burst from her lips and she squirmed in his embrace. "They must have been so scared of you-" She giggled again, "You are my hero."

Warm in his arms, she wasn't about to move to start eating, whether or not it was her favourite asian noodles. "I want kisses not food." She was settling back into her cuddly self, a sign her emotional terror was slowly ebbing away.

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_dm
2012-08-13 04:43 am UTC (link)

As Parvati's emotional terror ebbed away, Draco's tyrannical behaviour grew back.

"You'll get kisses after you eat. It's important you stay properly nourished," he said sternly, abruptly letting go of his wife to get her noodles. "Let's both eat some while it's hot." He said it as if that was his compromise, to share with her, but really it was because he too was starving. Not only had Draco not slept, he had also not eaten. Not because his jailers were inhumane, but because he had been too distraught to stomach anything. But here, at the sight of his wife and her favorite 30 knut noodles, Draco found his appetite returning.

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_prettyparvati
2012-08-13 04:47 am UTC (link)

At the sudden loss of his warmth and security, Parvati's eyes welled up almost immediately. Usually, very used to his dictatorship, she managed quite well with her pouting and demands. But tonight was different, she really did want his kiss, his closeness.

"No-" She argued, the words choking in her throat. Didn't he understand she didn't want to be apart from him? Even for a second? "-Please."

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	_dm 2012-08-13 04:49 am UTC (link)
	Starving, Draco sighed. Shifting her small frame over a few inches so he could lie down beside her, he reluctantly put his arm around her and squeezed her shoulders a little bit. "We're together now." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	_prettyparvati 2012-08-13 04:52 am UTC (link)
	Tears seemed to leak from her eyes out of relief, and she curled into Draco's lean body. "Forever?" Parvati asked softly, her exhaustion waving over her. "I'm really not hungry, Draco. You eat-" She said quietly, drifting away, "But I am just so very tired." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

_dm
2012-08-13 04:57 am UTC (link)

Kissing her forehead briefly, Draco couldn't pretend to linger around any longer. Letting go of his wife briefly to grab the plate of noodles (an accio charm always was a bad idea when it came to food), he smiled at her in the most comforting way he could muster before sitting beside her.

Wolfing down streams and streams of noodles into his mouth like a ravenous monster, he was only able to pause when 3/4 of the dish was gone.

"Will you take one small bite for me?"

His request was so sincere, with a silent please in the blonde's eyes, that Parvati couldn't help but acquiesce. As she chewed, he finished the rest of the food, and petted her soft, dark hair until she eventually fell asleep in his arms.

Later, the healer who had stopped by earlier popped her head into the room on her way home. Ah, that's what the rumours were all about. Draco and Parvati Malfoy, the couple that was truly in love. Smiling, she dimmed their room lights, and the married couple slept fast and soundly all night.
~*~*~

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