I Can't Do It Alone

by singingofgallifrey

He wanted to be alone and this was the only place where he could let his emotions. He had a mission to fulfill. Mild slash.

Title: I Can't Do It Alone

Fandom: Harry Potter

Pairings: Harry/Draco

Beta: None.

Warnings: Mild slash.

Disclaimer: Do not own anything apart from the storyline.

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Draco walked into Moaning Myrtle bathroom, his shoulders were slumped and his t-shirt untucked with his green tie lose. The bathroom was empty but he had to check.

"Myrtle?" He whispered. No reply was made from the dead girl and he sighed with relief.

He wanted to be alone and this was the only place where he could let his emotions out.

Things have been hard for him over the year. He has to fulfill his mission otherwise The Dark Lord will kill the ones he loves the most.

That included Potter, but The Dark Lord already wanted to kill the raven-haired boy.

Draco won't let that happen.

He splashed water onto his face and he took a deep breath.

He wanted to tell him. He wanted to tell Harry but there was no way he could.

He would freak out. He would panic and tell Draco that he was a freak and nobody will love him.

He gave a growl of frustration and he heard the door of the bathroom creak. Draco stiffened. He dared not turn around.

"Malfoy?" A familiar voice he loved yet hated called.

Draco made no reply but looked up into the broken mirror to see two bright green eyes staring at him.

"Potter," He spat into the sink.

Harry nodded his head at him.

"Have you been crying?" He asked softly, moving forwards. Draco stiffened and Harry stopped right behind him. Draco could feel his breath on his back and it felt warm against it.

He looked away and closed his eyes.

"You have haven't you? People are allowed to cry, you can't always keep things locked inside you." Harry whispered moving closer.

"Crying makes me feel weak. Malfoys are not weak." Draco said coldly.

"You don't mean that."

Draco turned his head to the side and found Harry in front of him. There lips merely brushing against each other.

They were so close..

"Why should I tell you? You don't care Potter. You never cared for Slytherins."

Harry placed his hand on top of Draco's and it felt so right, yet so wrong.

"Because I only care for you." Harry leant forwards and kissed Draco slowly on the lips.

And Draco forgot to breath.