Harry Potter And The Slytherin’s Prince - Chapter 53 Healing.

“What happen’” Hagrid and the others came rushing in.

“We found the attacker.” Draco said, “Well he was in his cloak with his hood on, I don’t know what happened but after seeing him, Harry started to hold his scar in pain and passed out.”

Hagrid and Ron quickly went over towards Harry and shook him a little, “Harry, wake up.”

Harry slowly opened his eyes confused as to what was going on.

“Thank Merlin, yeh’re fine.” Hagrid sighed in relief.

Theodore left the shaking Neville and walked towards Draco who was examining the Unicorn.

“Can it be saved?” Theodore asked.

“No major harm was done but he has lost a lot of blood.” Draco said patiently trying to look for further injuries, “Looks like it was attacked by a dark curse causing such damage and from the looks of it, it was stunned just in case.”

Theodore nodded, “Will a spell work?”

“No.” Draco shook his head as he took out his potion pouch from his cloak. “Heal its legs, they seemed to be fractured and some bones are cracked here and there.”

Draco quickly took out a couple of herbs and a mortar grinder and started grinding different herbs into it.

While this was going on, two other centaurs showed up as well but seeing everyone quite and focused on the unicorn, they too quietly went next to Firenze and looked at what was going on. Harry woke up from his stupor and watched Draco hoping he will be able to save the unicorn, Hagrid, on the other hand, was hoping the same.

“It’s no use.” A centaur with an arrogant look spoke out looking at the sky, “It’s fate has been sealed, better put it out of its misery instead of wasting time.”

“He’s good at potions, Bane,” Hagrid said with an annoyed look, “Atleas’ let him try.”

Even though Hagrid said that he couldn’t help but feel nervous since Centaurs are known to be good at deviation.

“If you want to chant bullshit then go do it somewhere else.” Draco angrily said as he kept grinding the herbs faster.

“Are you threatening me human.” Bane said angrily.

“If you don’t shut up, I will shove your fate and stars inside your ass.” Draco said with an impatient tone, “Leave or else I might really do something that I may regret in the future.”

Maybe it was his time here in the wizarding world, Draco had become very sensitive to things like cursing and jinxing. Unlike his previous world, words of a person really mattered and played a vital role. So he didn’t want someone to keep jinxing him when he was trying to save a life.

“You–”

“Stop it!” the other Centaur said walking in front of Bane, “We are not to interfere.”

Bane gnashed his teeth and stayed silent.

Theodore had slowly managed to fix the broken legs and heal some minor injuries.

“It’s up to you now, buddy.” He said looking at Draco.

Draco took out a clear liquid from within his potion pouch and mixed it with the paste he had just created, after finishing the potion he slowly started applying the paste over the deep wound. The wound magically seemed to absorb the paste. Slowly the unicorn began to wake up from the spell as it started struggling.

“Calm down, boy.” Draco said trying to calm the unicorn, he really wished for a girl to be near him at this moment since unicorns prefer females over males.

Luckily the unicorn calmed down a little as the potion started to numb it and reduced its pain, Draco kept applying the potion and the wound kept absorbing it.

After putting all the potions into it, he took out his wand and chanted, “Vulnera Sanentur”

The wound started closing on its own and soon it was completely healed.

Draco was very proficient in healing spells since it was the one he focused on the most. In the dangerous world full of uncertainty, healing spells seemed the best way to go since nothing much happens within the first few years. The spell ‘Vulnera Sanentur’ was taught to him by none other than Snape, he didn’t exactly teach him the spell but gave him his research papers about it. The spell was invented by Snape himself so it was a very rare spell that other people didn’t know about.

The unicorn calmed down as it tried to stand up but failed,

“The pain is only numbed, buddy.” Draco said patting the unicorn, “The dark magic that was used to harm you has given you a deep poisonous cut, so even though it looks okay from the outside, I am sure the pain will remain for quite some time.”

Hagrid and the others sighed in relief, seeing the unicorn fine now.

The centaurs looked at the sky, “Impossible.” Bane said.

“Nothings impossible Bane.” Firenze said, “Fate isn’t certain.”

“But the planets…” Bane mumbled looking at Draco’s back.

“Is it okay now?” Hagrid asked getting closer,

Theodore looked at Hagrid, “Even though its healed, it’s still weak.”

“It can’t survive on its own.” Draco added, “Do we take it back with us to Hogwarts?”

“I can keep it in my farm until it’s okay.” Hagrid said nodding, “If we just leave it here, whatever harmed it might do it again, and this forests exactly isn’t safe for weak creatures.”

“You must be Harry Potter.” Firenze said walking towards Harry looking at his scar, “Do you know what happened?”

Harry shook his head, “No, I felt a sudden pain in my scar and I fainted.”

Firenze shook his head and looked back at Draco, “May I know what your name is human?”

Unlike the other centaur, Draco didn’t find this one annoying, “Draco Black.”

“Black? Like him?” Firenze spoke to himself.

“I am his cousin,” Draco said. “Not his son.”

Firenze nodded in understanding, he looked at the unicorn who was breathing well and looked calm, “It’s amazing how you can heal him.”

“Potions is something I am very good at.” Draco said standing up, “Especially curse wounds.”

“So do you think its a sick Vampire?” Theodore asked.

“No.” Draco shook his head, “If it was a vampire, I don’t think it would need to cut open a wound so large and besides vampires wouldn’t be so desperate for unicorn blood when they can get everything off of humans.”

“What is then?” Harry asked walking forward, he felt the man was connected to him and his scar, so he was very curious about it.

“Harry Potter, do you know what unicorn blood is used -for?” Firenze asked

“No,” said Harry, startled by the odd question. “We’ve only used the horn and tail hair in Potions.”

“That is because it is a cursed thing, to slay a unicorn,” answered Draco ignoring Harry. “It is said that only a person who has nothing to lose, and everything to gain, would commit such a crime. The blood of a unicorn will keep someone alive, even if they are an inch away from death, but it comes with a terrible price.”

“Due to slaying something pure and defenseless to save yourself.” Theodore added, “The person will have a half-life, a cursed life, from the moment the blood touches their lips.”

“Yes, Exactly,” Firenze said nodding at their explanation.

“But who’d be that desperate?” Harry said. “If you’re going to be cursed forever, deaths better, isn’t it?”

“It is,” Firenze agreed, “unless all you need is to stay alive long enough to drink something else — something that will bring you back to full strength and power — something that will mean you can never die. Mr. Potter, do you know what is hidden in the school at this very moment?”

“The Stone! Of course — the Elixir of Life! But I don’ understand who –”

“Can you think of nobody who has waited many years to return to power, who has clung to life, awaiting their chance?”

It was as though an iron fist had clenched suddenly around Harry’s heart. Over the rustling of the trees, he seemed to hear once more what Hagrid had told him on the night they had met: “Some say he died. Codswallop, in my opinion. Dunno if he had enough human left in him to die.”

“Do you mean,” Harry croaked, “that was Vol-”

“Enough!!” Both Hagrid and Bane said at the same time.

“Remember, Firenze, we are sworn not to set ourselves against the heavens. Have we not read what is to come in the movements of the planets?” Bane said, “You have said more than enough, let’s go.”

Firenze looked at Harry for a while and then at Draco, “If fate has it, we shall meet again.” He said taking off with Bane and the other centaur.

“Never,” said Hagrid irritably, “try an’ get a straight answer out of a centaur. Ruddy stargazers. Not interested in anythin’ closer’n the moon. An’ Harry you, stop mentioning the stone to everyone you meet.”

“But he already knew–” Harry mumbled but kept quiet after a while..