Im ridiculesly exited because this story got one favorite and i feel like an anime schoolgirl after senpai looked at her.
Disclaimer – if i owned Harry Potter drarry would be canon by now.
Harry took of his glasses and splashed some cold water in his face. He had cast a silencing charm to make sure Ron would be able to get some sleep. The potions didn't work tonight either. The stary night outside his window seemed mockingly peacefull after his mind once again had been tormenting itself.
He dried his face and put his glasses back on, wishing his heart would stop pounding to painfully hard. He locked his fingers tigether tightly, silently begging them to stop shaking. He had made the mistake of sleeping shirtless tonight, as his chest was now adorned with scratchmarks from his own fingers.
I really am going mad, huh?
He made his way back to bed and sat down. His dream had been just as the others. Death. Death everywhere. His friends and family and everyone who had supported him disapearing one after one and leaving him completly alone.
He let out a loud groan and fell back against the bed. How was he supposed to go back to sleep now? He shook his head. There was simply no way. He put a t-shirt on and ran a hand thru his hair. A walk around the castre grounds might calm him down.
Draco was laying on his back, staring up into he ceiling. He didn't dare to go to sleep tonight. He was afraid to see them again. Their angry faces. Their yelling. Their hands raising slowly as they told him how he wasn't worthy of being their son.
He sat up and ran a hand thru his hair. He was so tired... He needed sleep. Some actuall real sleep. He looked out his artificial window to gaze at the beautiful night sky. He smiled as he started to think about what he actually saw. Burning orbs of pure power that could be admired from so so far away and how the earth was spinning at this exact moment meking it seem that the stars were moving over them in the shape of a snowglobe. But that wasn't true. The eath spun around itself and allowing tiny people like him look at all the million stars their eyes could register. Allowing them to see other planets that they would neber be able to visit or poison but just admire how incredible the universe actually were.
His eyes trailed down to the lake and he smiled more as he could see the stars reflect on the black surface. Like the sky had dripped down on the gro- wait what the hell? Was that a.. person? That was a person sitting by the lake. Or laying down? It was definatly a student.
His heart started to pound. What if they were injured? His mind started to spin. What should he do? Get a teacher? Go help them? Ignore them? No of course he couldn't just idnore them.
He dashed out of his room and up the stairs from the dungeon. He had to help. They could really really need his help and by the time a teacher got to them it could be to late. His fast, light steps eccoed from the stone walls as he ran as fast as he possibly could, feeling the cold hard floor under his bare feet turn to dry, still somewhat warm dirt.
He was panting hard as he ran as fast as he could towards the body. It was a boy, he could tell from this distance. As He aproached him it dawned on him who it was. Harry fucking potter was laying by the lake, making a small water bubble float in the air and take different shapes.
Harry heard someone run and quickly turned his head. To his utter surprise, his eyes fell on something that looked very similar to a flustered pen troll. " Malfoy? "
Harry had never ever seen Malfoy break a sweat, but here he was, panting hard. The very very hidden gay part of him thought that looked damn sexy. But this was Malfoy, so... no. No way Malfoy would ever be sexy dispite his bright silver eyes and white blonde hair and perfect che- oh for fucks sake.
" Potter? What the hell are you doing out here? "
Harry instantly turned defensive. " I could ask you the same thing. " he let the small water house drop back down into the lake and disapear forever just in case he needed to defend himself.
Malfoy sneered. " Well exuse me for wanting to make sure no one was laying ded out here. "
Why did Potter get his blood boiling this way? Just by looking at him, his heart started to beat faster and his body felt all warm, thats how much he hated potter.
Potter raised an eyebrow which frustrated Malfoy ridiculesly much. " IM NOT EVIL YOU KNOW!" He yelled, desperatly needing to clarify this. Potter seemed at a loss for words. How fucking stupid was he? He couldn't even respond! " Well have fun freezing to death you absoulute twat! " Malfoy turned around and began walking towards the castle. He wraped his arms around him in an attempt to warm himself. He should have brought a cloak. Oh well.
When Harry walked inte potions the next day, Malfoy was already there. By the way he looked he hadn't gone back to sleep after little run-in. He looked back at his friends who gave him a small push forwards. Ron whispered softly in his ear. " Dont tell me you're scared of Malfoy now " He winked and stroke his arm oftly before he took a seat.
Harry tooka deep breath and went to sit down. He didn't know what he expected. Certainly not a hello but he felt slightly disapointed as Draco pretended that he wasn't even there. Wait, Draco?
Malfoy.
He said sternly in his head.
Todays asignment was to make an antidote for alcohol poisoning. Also known as a hangover potion. Slughorn chuckled and explained that the first trip to hogsmead this year would take place in two weeks. Aparently he thought he was being funny.
" lets just get it over with " Draco mumbled and picked up the wormwood.
" Malfoy... i dont mean to bother you or anyth- "
" Well to fucking late Potter " He heard Potter sigh next to him. Draco bit his lip but wasn't able o hold back. " What do you want? "
" This potion doesn't contain wormwood. " He said carefully. Draco blinked and stared at the ingredient in his hand. He looked up at the black board and back down at his hand. He groaned and slammed his head down on the desk. Ouch that hurt. " But atleast you didn't but it in the cauldron " He heard Potter say. Was he seriously trying to cheer him up? What an idiot. He felt the wormwood being removed from his hand being replaced with something smooth and cold. " Tty that instead, okay? " Potters voice... it didn't sound like he was mocking him. It sounded nice. Friendly... soothingly... like you could fall asleep to it... He felt a hand on his shoulder. " Hey, you can sleep soon, okay? I need your help right now. Yeah? " Draco blushed slightly and nodded.
He looked down into his head to see what Harry had put in his hand. It was a Deku nut. A small, smooth nut. He tilted his head and looked at it. He knew he was suposed to split it open but he just... didn't want to. That was a very strange feeling. Did he actually not want to destroy a freakin nut? He shook his head in an attempt to wake himself up. He was being ridicules.
After they sampled the potion in a bottle Draco was completly exausted. Aparently Harry noticed. Harry? Thats not what Draco called him. He really must be out of it. " Take a nap. We have like twenty minutes until Slughorns inspection and its not like he is gonna notice.
" W-what? "
" Come on, you're gonna faint on me if you dont. "
Draco blushed hard and quickly hid in his arms.
Harry was just about to stroke his hair when he stopped himself. Malfoy would bite his hand of if he touched him again. But his hair looked so soft and poofy... whatever its not like Harry wanted to touch him either. no. Totally gross to even think about...
" Thank you " He said quietly.
" Did you say something Potter? "
" i said thank you. "
" for what? "
" for you kow.. not wanting me to die. "
" its not like i knew it was you. "
" oh... right. "
Malfoy fell asleep with a smile on his face.
