Poor Draco and poor Snape. All will get better, I promise.

Sometime you gotta fall before you fly, right?

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Draco POV

I couldn't give a shit about how I look right now. I can't believe what just happened... what almost happened. I know Severus had nothing to do with it, but it was still his physical being that it was happening through. My father was right though. I should
/not have been so assuming that he had wished to beat me. Instead he held me under the cruciartus curse so that I would be to weak to fight back as he raped me. If Harry and the rest of them had not come when they did... that is exactly what would
/have happened. I hate that fucking bastard I call my father. However I hate myself more, because clearly he only wants me. I am putting Harry, Pansy and Severus in danger.

Tears continue to pour down my face as I run through Hogwarts. I know where I am going, I have to get to the Astronomy Tower. I don't think I can do this any more.

On my way I run into Professor Lupin. He tries to stop me, but I am quicker and I continue running. However I hear him scold the laughing students for mocking me and shouting abusive words at me. Which if I wasn't already in so much emotional pain, it
/would have probably hurt a great deal. I make a mental note to thank the werewolf if I survive this.

I finally make it to the Astronomy Tower, catching a few more sniggers and nasty comments on my travels.

I walk to the edge of the tower and look down. One step is all it would take. One step and all this shit would be behind me. One step and I wouldn't feel any more pain. I wonder if heaven would take me. I may not be entirely good, but I do believe in
/God. That's the only conclusion I have to explain why Harry Potter would want someone as messed up and broken as me.

I want to jump more than anything, however there is a whisper in my heart begging me to hold on. I want to end my pain, but I am curious as to what is around the corner. I decide to listen to the whisper and instead of stepping of the edge, I sit down
/and stare at the stars in the sky.

"Draco! Don't jump!" A voice screams from behind me. I turn to the source and standing at the top of the stairs is Harry. He must have followed me here... typical.

"Do I look like I'm jumping!" I snap. He doesn't respond, instead he makes his way over and sits next to me.

"Are... are you okay?" He chokes.

"I'm just wonderful, Harry." I mumble sarcastically.

"You don't have to be like that, you know. I was only worried about you." The Gryffindor retorts.

"I know... I'm sorry." I sigh. The cold air makes me shiver and I suddenly remember that I am half naked. Harry notices, takes of his jacket and puts it around me. "You don't have to." I say, pulling it tighter around me and breathing in his scent.

"Draco, you are practically naked and shivering. I'm not going to let you get pneumonia."

"Thanks." We sit for about ten minutes in complete silence. I just stare back at the stars and try to keep my mind from running wild.

"I really enjoyed tonight." Harry states, breaking my concentration and confusing the hell out of me.

"How the fuck did you enjoy tonight? In case it slipped your mind, I was almost bloody raped tonight!" I yell.

"I meant before all that. Dancing with you and having a good time with our friends. It was exactly what I wanted tonight to be."

I instantly calm. "I'm sorry for snapping. I really enjoyed tonight to up until... you know." The Gryffindor must sense the tears building up in my eyes, because he puts his arms around me and pulls me close. He places a kiss on my head before resting
/his chin on it. This action alone causes the flood gates inside me to burst open. "Tonight was so... so perfect." I cry. "Why did he have to ruin it? Why couldn't he let me have one good memory?"

"I don't know." My red lion sighs. "But if he wasn't already dead, I would kill him for all he has done to you."

"Sometimes I just want to kill myself." I confess.

"I know..." Harry answers, holding me tighter. "But please don't. I don't want to lose you... I love you."

I begin sobbing harder now. "I love you too, Harry. That's why I can't do it."

"Can't do what?"

"I can't watch Lucius kill you, I can't let you die because of me."

"He won't, Draco and he won't kill you either."

"I wish he would."

"Don't say that!" Harry scolds. His voice softens again. "Don't ever say that again, please."

I sit up and stare into his emerald eyes. His eyes are so filled with pain and fear. I can't bare that I can do that to him. I want to make it go away. So I lean in and kiss him hard on the lips. He kisses back. His tongue doesn't ask for access, but
/I open my mouth for it anyway. It is Hogs-prom after all. Tonight expects sex... and I want make Harry feel good.

Harry POV

I am so glad I made it in time. Draco was sitting on the Astronomy Tower ledge when I made it. I'm so relieved that he didn't jump.

We sat and talked for a little bit. I gave him my jacket so he doesn't get to cold. Then Draco really surprised me. He started kissing me and opened his mouth for me without warning. It surprised me because of what almost happened.

The blonde leans even more into the kiss and naturally I do the same. He tightly grips my neck with his arms and pulls me down on top of him. I feel myself getting hot and fast. We continue kissing and as we do Draco pulls down my hips so I am grinding
/against him. This action alone gets me hard. Draco sees it and smiles. I sit up to try and hide it, but to my surprise Draco unbuttons my trousers and pulls me out.

"Damn, Potter! I didn't think you liked me that much." He comments arrogantly. All I can do is blush in response. He instantly begins sucking me off, which causes me to groan with immense pleasure. I stare into Draco's beautiful silver eyes. In them I
/can see a longing to make me happy, but also deep pain and I know that pain is rooted to everything that has been going on this year.

I notice the blonde's boxers looking uncomfortably tight. "Let me help you now, Draco." I say, reaching for his boxers. But he pushes my hand away and shakes his blonde head. "No." Draco answers softly. "I just want to make you happy."

"But Draco... I want to make you happy too, and that can't be comfor-" I am cut off when the Slytherin's tongue begins circling my tip. I let out a loud moan as I do Draco smiles at me.

Suddenly he stops and removes my jacket, followed by his ripped shirt and he lays down on his back. He then slips off his boxers. I stare at the beautiful form before me that is my boyfriend. I can see every scar on him. I can see that his self harm went
/beyond his arms and wrists. There are several cuts and scars on his thighs and stomach. I can even make out a few words carved into his skin 'freak' on his thigh and 'fat' on his stomach. Without warning Draco pulls me on top of him. "Please." I
reach

/for his own boner, but once again he bats my hand away and shakes his head. "Not that." He then tries to angle my hips so that I am in line to enter him. However the moment I realise this I climb off of him. "What are you doing?" The blonde snaps.

"What am I doing... what are you doing?"

"It's Prom so I am letting you fuck me! Isn't that what you want?"

"No. I do want to sleep with you, but not like this. Draco you were nearly... nearly raped tonight."

Draco pulls his boxers back on, along with my jacket and doesn't bother with the shirt. "So I'm too fucked up to fuck. Is that it?"

"I didn't mean it like that, but I know you don't really want our first time to be like this either. You're upset and not thinking clearly." I say, trying to calm him down.

"Whatever." Draco retorts. He then goes to a pillar in the tower loosens a brick and pulls out a lighter and a packet of cigarettes. He then sits on the ledge of the tower and lights one up.

I sit beside him. "I though you stopped that." I say.

"I said I'd try to stop." The Slytherin answers.

"So why the hidden packet?"

"In case of emergencies."

"What sort of emergencies?" I asks, fearing the worst.

"Well Harry, as you so brilliantly pointed out. I was nearly raped tonight by my Godfather who was possessed by my father. So I'd say this qualifies as an emergency."

"Fair enough."

Draco begins mumbling a song, "It's like an avalanche, I feel myself go under cause the weight of it's like hands around my neck. I never stood a chance, my heart is frozen over and I feel like I am treading on this ice."

"What song is that?" I ask. It sounds familiar.

"It's called 'Avalanche'. It is by a muggle band. You wouldn't know them."

"Bring me the horizon, right?"

Draco almost chokes. "You know them!"

I nod. "In case you've forgotten I did grow up with muggles, and spent eleven years not knowing I was a wizard. Muggle bands helped my through all that in a way."

Draco POV

I droop my head feeling like a dick for being so ignorant. I always forget everything Harry has been through with those rotten muggles he was dumped on. "Harry... I'm sorry."

The Gryffindor smiles softly. "Come here you." He says, pulling me into his arms. "You don't need to be sorry. Anyway I think it's pretty cool we like the same music."

I nod. "I was going to jump."

"Huh?"

"When I first came up here. I was going to jump, but something inside me asked me not to." I admit.

"I'm so glad you listened to it." Harry responds, kissing the back of my head. "I know you probably feel like shit at the moment and you wish you did jump, but I am so happy you didn't."

"Thank you for not... you know."

"I knew you were doing it because you were upset. And given tonight I knew weren't really ready for it.. I love you Draco and I don't ever want you to feel pressured into anything."

I start to cry, heavily. Instead of saying anything Harry just hugs me tighter and gently rocks me.

"I've thought about it before." Harry randomly says.

"Though about what?" I ask.

"Suicide. I thought of it a few times actually. The first time was back when I was 10 living at the Dursley's was that bad. My cousin and his friends were always bullying me and then my uncle calling me names and beating me. At 10 years old it was more
/than I could take."

I am still laying in Harry's arms and through his confession I took his hand, are fingers locking. I pull his hand to my lips and I kiss the back of his hand. "I'm sorry you went through that. What about the other times? You don't have to tell me though...
/if you don't want to."

"I do want to, but later. Right now we need to get you into bed. You need to get warm and rest." Harry then stands up, pulling me up with him and pulls out his invisibility cloak out of his jacket inside pocket. I look at his in confusion. "Extension
/charm. I wanted to pack it just in case."

The Gryffindor then takes my hand and throws the cloak over us as we sneak into Slytherin and then to my dorm room. "I figured you wouldn't want to brave the halls in just your boxers and my jacket."

I smile weakly at his comment and grab my pyjamas, and towel. "I'm going to shower. I need to scrub tonight off me."

"Okay. I'm going to wait out here." I nod and walk towards my bathroom. "Draco..." I turn on my heels. "Please try to not cut. I know it will be hard given everything that's happened tonight, but... please."

"I'll try." I sigh, closing the bathroom door. I turn on the water to let it heat up. I then slide of Harry's jacket and my boxers, and I hop in. The water is a little too hot, but I welcome the burning sting. I pick up the bar of lemon soap and turn
/it over. I've hidden a blade underneath it, because it's somewhere Pansy and Blaise won't think to look. I hold the blade in my hand and bring it to my wrist. All I want is to bring it across. However I did say I would try. Tonight has been too much,
/but... if I can resist tonight... then maybe I can stop. For good. I have my shower and when I step out I set the blade on the sink while I dry off and get into my bed clothes.

"Harry." I call, opening the bathroom door.

"Yeah." Harry replies, sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Here, I don't want it any more." I say, handing him the blade. A worried expression crosses his face. "I didn't use it. I almost did, but I didn't."

The Gryffindor flashes me that dopey smile of his. "Thank you, Draco. I'm so proud of you." A tear leaves his eye.

"Now don't get all mushy on me." I jokingly retort, rolling my eyes.

We then climb into bed and hope that tomorrow will bring a better day.

I am so proud of Draco! And of Harry for being a good guy.

Until the next chapter ;)