Just an idea I had!
Harry walked into the bathroom, trying to find some solitude. Ever sense he was marked as "The Choosen One" people wouldn't leave him alone. He froze as he heard crying in one of the stalls. Unsure of what to do he stood there, feeling like he was invading someone's privacy. The door opened and there was Draco Malfoy, crying.
Harry felt like he was frozen in place. Draco? Crying? Draco's head was lowered, his blond white hair falling to the sides. He was brushing the tears from his eyes. Harry started to walk backwards as Draco raised his head. Harry gasped. He was unable to stop it. Draco's eye had a huge shiner. There was a cut on his lower lip too. And there was some swelling around his mouth. The side of his head was bleeding.
Dracos' eyes flashed daggers towards Harry.
"Draco?" Harry whispered, feeling sick. "What happened to you?"
"Go!" Draco bellowed as he took out his wand. "Get the hell out of here, Potter!"
"Who did this to you?" Harry shouted, fear in his voice. "Who?"
"Go!"Draco screamed again as he raised his wand.
"I can help you!" Harry begged, feeling something he never thought he would feel for Draco, pity.
"Get the fuck out of here, Potter! I don't need your help!" Draco said a curse spell that sent Harry flying against the wall.
Harry stood up, gasping for breath.
"I just want to help!"
"GET OUT!" Draco screamed at such a tone that Harry and never heard him say before.
Quickly Harry fled, his entire body shaking. He could hear Draco break down again and start to sob once he left. What the hell could have happened to him?
"I can't believe you're worried about Draco!" Ron said with his mouth full at dinner. "I mean...it's Draco. "
"I know," sighed Harry as he glanced at the Slytherin table. Draco's once bruised face was now healed. "I guess he went to the hospital wing and got it healed," he mumbled.
"Maybe it wasn't as bad as you thought it was, Harry," Hermione said soothingly as she brushed her long hair out of her face.
Harry shook his head.
"No it was. His face was really beat up. Like...someone hit him."
Ron frowned.
"You think maybe his dad?"
Harry shrugged.
"Maybe." His voice was soft. He didn't know why he cared so much. Maybe it was because he was stunned that someone like Draco Malfoy could cry so much. Maybe he wasn't as tough and brave as Harry thought he was. Harry watched Draco leave the table.
"'Cuse me," he said to Ron and Hermione and quickly left. The two looked at each other and shrugged as they went back eating.
Harry made sure to keep a fair distance from from Malfoy. He quickly hid against one of the corners as he saw Mr. Malfoy walking towards Draco. Peaking around the corner he saw Mr. Malfoy thrust Draco up against the wall.
"Did you tell anyone about what happened?" Mr. Malfoy sneered.
"Nu...no sir," said Draco in a shaking voice. Lucius studied his son's face.
"If I find that you've been lying boy-"
"I haven't!" Draco said quickly. "I haven't t...told anyone sir."
Lucius nodded.
"Good, keep it that way. You know where to meet me tonight."
Draco let out a whimper.
"Please dad, can't we stop? Please."
Mr. Malfoy raised his hand and Harry jumped when he saw Draco's father strike him. Even though Harry had suspected it it was still shocking to see.
"Don't ask stupid questions boy! I can make your life even more of a living hell than it already is if you disobey me! You WILL come to meet me tonight. If not, you will pay...dearly." Finally he released his grip on Draco and left Draco slumped to the floor as he stormed away.
Harry stood there unsure of what to do, think or say, but he knew one thing.
Draco needed help fast. And it looked like only Harry was the one that could help him.