100 Drabbles for Harry and Draco

Author's Note: Okay! SAT II's over! Scholarship apps in the works! BUT! New chapter! This one is a more serious one because I went through a lot of hell over Christmas break. I'm sure that it was the most stressful/emotionally wrenching than any other I've had. All thanks to my EX-boyfriend. Yes, thank you Jerkface. Let's break up with Arisa right before Christmas. It's not like she wanted to be happy during her holiday. Anyway. On to the fic. I'm only a little bitter.

Disclaimer: I don't own, you don't sue.

Pairing: HarryxDraco
Summary: A series of 100 drabbles based on 100 different themes a friend sent me. HarryxDraco fluff.

13:patience

"Harry? Harry, let me in. Please, Harry, just open the door." Draco was sitting against the cold, stone wall beside his shared bedroom door (being Head Boy had its advantages), waiting for his lover to let him in. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched his best friend sit down beside him and proceed to tilt his head back against the wall, as well. "Hello, Blaise."

"How long have you been out here?"

"Since breakfast."

Dark eyes sparkled with amusement and glanced over at the pale teen. "Draco, it's nearly five in the afternoon. What did you do this time? Must've been something terrible for him to leave you out here this long." Blaise Zabini began staring at the wall again, a slight frown making its way onto his face. His brows furrowed as he contemplated the usual routine. "You mean to tell me that you skipped class and haven't eaten and he hasn't left that room all day? But how does he-"

"Dobby."

"Who or what is that?"

"He's a house elf. I know that Harry has been using him to get food. Dobby always stops out here to offer me food, too."

"Ahh," he replied, a look of satisfaction in place. "But you still haven't answered my other question. What did you do?"

Draco visibly stiffened and looked down at his hands, his guilt apparent. "I said some things I shouldn't have. I promised him when we started this relationship that I wouldn't insult his friends, at least not too terribly, or make any derogatory comments about Sirius Black. Today I managed to break both of those. Didn't even take five minutes. Imagine that. They were horrible, Blaise. I can't even repeat them. He was so angry with me, too. He started yelling at me at the top of his lungs after we got back up here, and you know how I am; I started yelling right back. Then he told me to leave, so I did." The blond's eyes started to sparkle with something that was definitely not amusement, and his dusky lashes fluttered quickly in an attempt to push the tears back. "I should have stayed, Blaise. I should have stayed and apologized and begged him to forgive me. I say things without thinking them through sometimes, and I know that I say a lot of things that I don't mean when I'm angry. I get defensive and I lash out at whoever's closest.

"I love Harry, and I don't want to let my defects drive us apart. I know I'm not an easy person to love, I know that it's going to take a lot of patience on his part, and I'm sorry for that. He's been through so much, and I hate the fact that I'm putting him through so much more."

"Have you told him this?" Blaise asked, his eyes flickering towards the door and making note of the sliver of light visible at the jamb.

"No, I haven't. I left when I should have stayed and told him all of that. I don't know how much longer I can last out here without him."

"Well, it's a good thing that you just told me then, wouldn't you say?" Silver, tear-filled eyes shot up to meet emerald ones as Harry slowly opened the door all of the way. His clothes were crumpled, as if he'd been sleeping through most of the day, but his cheeks were stained with dried tears and telling other stories. "I love you too, Draco. I know that I don't have a lot of patience, but I'm going to try. I'd try anything for you."

Blaise nudged the blond before standing up, and brushing his robes off. "Well, I've seen all of the sap I can take for one day. You two really should learn to kiss and make up a bit sooner. Now my ass is sore from sitting on that awful floor." He sashayed down the hall, waving casually over his shoulder as he left the hall's other two occupants.

Draco grinned a bit before standing up as well, wincing when his legs complained about having been bent beneath his body for most of the day. "I'm sorry about this morning, Harry. You know that I didn't mean any of it. I don't think before I speak."

The Boy Wonder chuckled and pulled his boyfriend into his arms. "It's alright, love. We both have some things to work on. I'll try not to lose my temper so easily. Now, come on. Let's go kiss and make up like Blaise so kindly suggested."