Wow, I am so sorry this has taken so long. I've had a load of stuff going on and everything's gotten a bit messed up so I haven't been able to any of this story in ages. :(

Unfortunately I can't assure that updates will be regular now but I will try, I swear! I will also try to make the other chapters longer once I get back into it. I'm a bit disappointed with this one, especially after making you all wait.

But finally! Enjoy!

Broken Like An Angel

Chapter 32

No PoV

Harry felt a little nervous as he walked up to the blond boy but he needed answers. He had questions and he was sick of not knowing and not understanding what was happening with his own boyfriend. He suppressed the giddy joy that still bubbled up at using the word in reference to Draco Malfoy.

"Malfoy, I need a word." Harry said, trying to keep the affection hidden.

"I'm sure Granger has plenty you can borrow, Potter." Draco forced himself to drawl while his heart was pounding in his chest. This was the closest he had been to Harry in a while and it was taking all his self-control not to just leap up and wrap his arms tight around the brown haired boy.

"Just come on." The Gryffindor snapped, becoming impatient with the charade, yet the other Slytherins barely even batted an eyelid. Even Crabbe and Goyle made no attempt to fight for or stop him. Malfoy stood slowly, looking for any sign that anyone cared that he was leaving, and with Harry Potter of all people, but it seems he really did have no one left other than Harry.

Walking awkwardly past the other excited students, Harry and Draco both tried to unscramble their thoughts to figure out to say to the other. The closeness was tempting them both and they had so much to say.

Once they were a fair distance away from the hubbub and hidden from view by one of the many huge tiers of seating constructed for the event, Harry stopped with Draco behind him. He kept his back turned for a few minutes as he attempted to gather his thoughts the, not turning, he spoke quietly to the blond.

"What did I do Draco?" Letting out a slow, deep breath, he turned to face the Slytherin and Draco could see the other boy was upset. "What did I do to upset you Draco? Whatever I did, I'm sorry and I'll do anything you want if you'll give me another chance. Harry almost pleaded, desperation seeping into his voice.

"You didn't do anything Harry. You've been wonderful to me all year." Draco replied, struggling to keep calm despite his boyfriend's slightly raised voice.

"Then why? Why have you been pretending that nothing ever happened between us? Acting like I don't even exist or mean anything to you? I know you've been through a lot Draco but you said you love me. I want to make you happy but you aren't letting me do that, you're running from me."

"I was never angry or upset with you Harry, I was just... I was scared."

"Scared... of me?" Draco said nothing and kept his eyes fixed on the ground beneath his feet. "Draco, please. I want to understand. I really don't know what I've done." Harry pleaded.

"Nothing! You haven't done anything wrong Harry! I just can't be happy. The world won't allow it. My own mind won't allow it." Draco cried desperately, wishing it could all be forgotten but knowing it couldn't. He knew the conversation was unavoidable.

"I need you to explain Draco. What happened? What made everything change?" Draco was fighting back tears but Harry kept his voice soft, steady and patient. "I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong. I need you to tell me. I still love you."

"I still love you too Harry. I never stopped loving you. That's what makes it so difficult. No one else can affect me this way."

"Please tell me what's wrong." Harry pleaded.

"That day in the classroom... You got aroused. I could feel it against me and I got scared and ran. You're my boyfriend and I'm not giving you what you need." The blond boy whispered, tears finally spilling over."Of course you would want that from your boyfriend but I can't give it to you. I don't know how to be a boyfriend and I'm ruined. My body is used and my mind broken." His tears fell faster and Harry began to interrupt but Draco knew that if he stopped now he would never say it.

"I ran to my room and eventually fell asleep but that only made it worse. I dreamed of you, but the feeling triggered my memory... vividly." Draco shuddered. "A nightmare of you in my father's place. I told myself you wouldn't do that but I was scared Harry. I was so scared. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He was looking down, tears falling to the ground and stubbornly refusing to look at the other boy, so he was taken by surprise when Harry's arms wrapped around him. He tensed for a moment then relaxed into the embrace, tears coming faster and sobs more heavily. His mind screamed at him to run but the warmth and comfort felt so natural and he was sure that if he moved away, his legs would give out beneath him.

"I had no idea." Harry muttered.

"Of course you didn't. I didn't tell you." Draco stated somewhat bluntly in reply though intermittent with the occasional sniff.

"I should have known it would upset you. I know about your past so I should have realised. I'm sorry Draco. I don't need anything more than you can give. I promise." Harry whispered to the blond boy in his arm as he held him close and breathed in the scent of him, so relieved to have him back.

As they embraced, they were unaware of the eyes watching them, a slow, somewhat maniacal smirk spreading across his face.

Broken Like An Angel