Hey everyone! I'm not going to lie I had given up on writing fan fictions, that is until I checked my email and saw loads of reviews from a half finished story I accidentally posted. They were all so kind that I jumped onto Fanfiction to write a new idea sitting in my head during my history zoom class! Who cares about the Cold War when your imagination is running wild!

-Myserious unicorn.

Disclaimer:I do not own any part of The Harry Potter franchise (but my heart and soul are part of it), I mean if I did own it the movies would've been a million times better and we would've had a series about the marauders! (I'm thinking of doing a marauders story on Wattpad..)

Trigger Warnings: Panic attacks, abuse mentions, no lemon (just fluff)

Summary: When the boy who lived faces an old evil (at Christmas no less) an unexpected friend will come out of the darkness to help.

Setting:This Fanfiction takes place in Harry's sixth year at the beginning go the Christmas holidays.

Harrys POV

Last Day of School Term

"Blimey mate, you just couldn't keep your mouth shut could you!" Ron sighs at Seamus. "I mean he wasn't exactly lying" retorts Neville, "Harry already taught us all he was explaining, why learn it twice?" "That's not the point you must've really offended professor Snape, and now Harry has detention over Christmas!" Hermione says exasperated. "Guys stop, it's fine I only lose three days of holidays, Dumbledore has arranged for me to floo to the Burrow before Christmas, I'll be there before you know it, its only a few extra days" I say happily. "But you'll be the only person in our dorm here!" Ron angrily pouts, "I mean why can't the old git take your detention after Christmas like he's supposed to?" "Ron, its fine plus I'll get some extra study time" I say trying to convince him.

It wasn't a lie just not the whole truth. I will be studying, studying with Snape. I've been doing more occlumency lessons with him because now more than ever I need them. That and I got a detention so Snape said it would another good cover given the fact he isn't my potions teacher anymore. My 'exceedingly amazing marks' say one I don't need remedial potions anymore. Honestly I've done everything I could to hide the princes potion book from him, last time he got so close. To close. Also he almost saw the other thing I've been hiding. To be honest if he has to see one he can see the potions book. He can not see the other thing.

One day later...

Most of the students are gone now. The only people here are myself, Draco Malfoy, Zacharias Smith, Theodore Nott, Daphne Greengrass, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Maxine O'Flaherty and Proffesor Snape. All the other teachers are gone home this year. I don't really mind not having any of my friends here. I can do some thinking because I'm trying to sort out my thoughts. They are just all over they place and I need it to stop. If it doesn't stop soon they'll find out and then... well I'm not going to think about that.

As I head down to the dungeons I begin to shiver. I better not be getting a cold on top of everything. Stupid dungeons, how do the Slytherins sleep at night? Like I'm freezing behind off. I really don't want to do occlumency tonight, especially after last nights dose of nightmares But that's when I feel it. The panic. Its coming. My hands are shaking. I feel dizzy. But I don't understand what is the trigger.

Wait.. where am I? The door slams. Am I in a cupboard? "Let me out!" I yell. "Have fun missing your detention with Snape! I'm sure he'll keep you all of Christmas so precious Potter will have to miss all his time with his family.. oh wait you don't even have a proper family do you? I'm sure you get spoilt rotten anyways!" Sneers a familiar male voice. Nott I believe. "Let me out!" I yell slightly louder panic entering my voice.

Wait am I on the ground? When did that happen? Are the walls getting closer? Why are they getting closer? No, no, no! What did I forget to do? Did I forget to pull a weed? Did I miss a spot of dust? Did I not stay out of the way long enough?

His eyes are almost demon like, and as soon as I see that dark glint I've seen only a few times before, I know what's about to happen. I know what he's going to do. "Please Uncle Vernon I'll be good I promise! I will not miss a single speck of dust again! Please, please I swear! I-" I start to beg. As I brace myself I hear "Harry!" In a familiar male voice. "Harry listen, you aren't there you're here in Hogwarts in the broom cupboard in the dungeons with me, Draco Malfoy, I'm not going to let anybody hurt you, do you understand?" He says strongly yet gently.

Suddenly a tall crouched blonde comes into my view his face relaxed. He smiles gently while saying "Harry are you with me now?" gently. "Y-yeah, um what are you doing here?" I ask. "Nott got drunk and ran off so I followed him but I lost him for a few minutes and when I found him here I heard you, listen are you ok?" Draco asks me. This is weird, Vernon must of given me a concussion again. There is no way Draco Malfoy is being nice to me. And if this is real he nows about them. He knows that I have- "How long have you been having panic attacks?" Draco asks.

I sit up quickly, "what? Panic attacks? I've never had a panic attack, why would I have panic attacks?" I say very quickly. "Harry, there's nothing wrong with having panic attacks.." Draco starts to say. But I can see in his expression, he thinks I'm weak. "I'M NOT WEAK!" I yell him. "Harry I'm not calling you weak" Draco says urgently. "Y-yes y-yes you are, you a-always call me weak, you h-hate me" I sob. I don't know what I'm saying anymore. All my thoughts and feelings are muddling together, I can't even see straight now.. why is everything mushing together? Mushing? Is that even a word, I'll have to ask Hermione that later. Is it warm? Malfoy said I was in the dungeons, right? Why would it be warm? Am I in a volcano? Wait... maybe Uncle Vernon burned me again...

Dracos POV

Last Day of School Term

Coming up with a reason to stay at school over Christmas was pretty hard. Once I found out he was staying even for only for three days I know I needed to stay. This would be my chance. I am going to come up with a scenario to talk to him on the quidditch pitch tomorrow. Sev helped me get out of going home for Christmas, thank merlin! I don't know if I could've done it again... Sev has been here a lot for me lately.

Anyways I better go grab my broom to accidentally bump into the famous Harry Potter sometime over the holidays.

One day later...

Of course the stupid scar head didn't come out to the quidditch pitch. Nope he stayed inside sulking. Probably eating treats Granger and Weasley left him. Ugh.. how do I know that's not true? He's probably doing something brave and noble. His moral compass is on fire. Like always. But lately I've noticed something different about him. He always seemed bright and alive. Now he seems gloomy and.. tired? He always seems to have dark circles around his eyes.

Har-Potter is surprisingly the only Gryffindor staying. I'm shocked his 'self-righteous perfect friends' didn't offer to stay with him for the extra days. But then again I'm glad they are not hanging out of him like usual. Sev is the only teacher staying so at least there is that.

Anyways the Slytherins are having a party and Slytherin parties always have enough booze for my sorrows.

The party was great until Not decided to get super drunk and run off. I chased him throughout all of Slytherin house and around the dungeons before that bloody poltergeist tripped me! "NOTT! NOTT WHERE THE FUCKING HELL ARE YOU???" I scream not giving a damn about what anybody thinks. I can almost see my mothers sad eyes.

"Let me out!" an extremely recognisable male yells. "Have fun missing your detention with Snape! I'm sure he'll keep you all of Christmas so precious Potter will have to miss all his time with his family.. oh wait you don't even have a proper family do you? I'm sure you get spoilt rotten anyways!" sneers a very drunk Nott.

"GOD DAMN IT NOTT!" I yell as I run towards the voices to see Nott laughing at the locked cupboard. "Potter, are you alright I ask as I open the cupboard door, why wouldn't he have just used magic. Nott is drunk he didn't even lock it...

I look in to see harry... curled in a ball... sobbing. I look to see his hands shaking and his eyes unfocused. His messy hair even more messy than usual. I kneel slowly. "Nott leave now or else my father will hear about his" I say to Nott. As I turn to Po-Harry I hear the skid marks of Nott's shoes. I slowly reach out my hand while saying, "Potter I know you not care for me much but I'm definitely not going to hurt you. God I wouldn't dream of it. You need to listen to me ok?" I rest my hand on his shoulder but as soon as I touch him he flinches and starts begging me "please Uncle Vernon I'll be good I promise! I will not miss a single speck of dust again! Please, please I swear! I-". "Harry!" I yell to stop this rant. "Harry listen, you aren't there you're here in Hogwarts in the broom cupboard in the dungeons with me, Draco Malfoy, I'm not going to let anybody hurt you, do you understand?" I say firmly but not loud.

He reminds me of a frightened animal curled up in a ball scared and luckily I understand animals better than humans.

His eyes begin the focus in more and he grabs my arm lightly as he starts to come out of the panic attacks. "Harry are you with me now?" I ask softly. "Y-yeah, um what are you doing here?" he stammers. "Nott got drunk and ran off so I followed him but I lost him for a few minutes and when I found him here I heard you, listen are you ok?" I ask him slowly so he doesn't find it hard to understand me. His eyes unfocus for a moment but he comes back to me. "How long have you been having panic attacks?" I ask quietly.

He sits up quickly, "what? Panic attacks? I've never had a panic attack, why would I have panic attacks?" He rapidly asks. Shit. "Harry, there's nothing wrong with having panic attacks, you know I have them sometimes too..." I try to explain. But before I can continue he falls forward from his kneeling position into my stomach knocking me over. I quickly sit up to see his flushed face. "Shit he must be sick as well, god damn it I'm such an idiot!" I mutter to myself as I pick him up bridal style.

"Potter! Why are you avoiding your detention when you know why you must do it!" I hear Sev from the other side of the dungeon yelling shrilly. "Sev!" I yell running. Within a minute he's there.

His expression contorts from angry too worried in seconds as he takes Harry from my arms , striding towards his office without a word.

"What happened?"

Thanks for reading that, hope it wasn't to bad for my first fanfic! If you guys want me to continue the story let me know, otherwise I'll leave it as a one-shot. If you want to check out my original stories check out my Wattpad @leah51377.