A/N: warning soppy fic lots of tears but never fear this is just the beginning, there will be more chapters with a bit more happening in them.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K.Rowling, as much as I love Draco, unfortunately I don't own him.
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Bittersweet tears
Harry couldn't sleep so he'd gone for a walk, he'd just rounded the corner when he heard the sound of sobbing coming from the classroom to his left, wondering who else could possibly be awake at this time of night he dedcided to have a look...
and froze with schock when he saw who it was.
Malfoy!' he exclaimed What are you doing here'
None of your business Potter' he snapped, wiping tears of his face, Now go away'
Oh come off it Malfoy, you're a bit late to save your dignity now, so you may as well just tell me whats wrong' he replied
Like you'd care, no body cares about me, I'm only Lucius Malfoy's son, just something to be used and then beaten when something of my fathers goes wrong and then be expected to go through it all over again, that and everybody here hates me except Pansy, and she's only trying to get into my pants, there's no point in even bothering, oh god, why am I telling you this!'
Well you haven't got anyone else to tell, so you may as well take your chances with me,' said Harry, besides I know what it feels like have everyone hate you'
Like you'd know, you've always been Mister perfect boy who lived, everybody likes you' Draco shrugged, besides you've always been the one who hated me the most.'
I only hate you because you bever care about anyone but yourself, you're always so damned...cold, you act as though your heart's made of ice, you never seemed to be the kind of person who'd hide in deserted classrooms and cry, sorry but this just doesn't fit your image' he pointed out
I know' Draco sighed I guess you probably want me to explain hey?, oh well I guess I need to talk to someone, even if it does mean spending time with The Boy Who Lived. Basically I don't exactly have the best family relationship, my dad hates me and my mum's just his toy. Today he came to give me something and well, lets just say he wasn't very pleased with what he saw so instead of talking to me he decided to give me a "good old fashioned beating", and believe me it hurt, both physically and mentally and I'm starting to see no point in going on with this.'
Draco started to sob and Harry walked across the room and took him in his arms, he didn't even give a thought to the fact that he was comforting his worst enemy, he just saw that Draco was unbelievably depressed.
It's alright Draco, it's alright, don't worry.' he whispered and just held him, how long for he wasn't sure but he ended up falling asleep with his head on Draco's shoulder, and for once in his life he had a feeling that he was needed, not because he was famous, not because it was his "duty", but just because he cared.
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Told you it was soppy, could there possibly be something more brewing here?
Hmm... review and there might just be another chapter.
