"Harry…?" Draco heard sobs coming from Moaning Myrtle's bathroom that weren't harping female wails. He knew Harry had just seen Sirius Black, his godfather and last real relative and family, die before his beautiful green eyes. Draco felt his heart sink to the pit of his stomach as he walked into the marble bathroom.
"Harry?" The blond asked, this time a bit louder. His boyfriend was in a fragile state and Draco only wished to comfort, but if the young Gryffindor didn't want comfort—
"Draco?" Harry's hesitant hoarse voice croaked from the floor below the big stain glass window. When the Slytherin laid his silver orbs on Harry, his heart wretched tremendously with sorrow.
His knees where pulled up to his chin where his mussed black hair draped over his trembling knee caps, tear soaked and streaked face, and red, irritated, shiny green eyes that leaked in continuous rivers.
"Oh, Harry…" Draco ran to Harry and slid down onto his knees in front of him. The crying boy nearly jumped into the others arms and hid his face in his neck. Draco embraced him fully, holding him close as strained sobs escaped Harry's mouth.
The two of them sat, Draco ending up against the wall with Harry in his lap and his head nestled in his neck. They said nothing and just held each other tight. Harry needed comfort, but no bullshit words of "it's okay" because it was complete and under pollywash.
Soon the Gryffindor's cries turned to whimpers and soft kisses against Draco's neck, "Thank you." He whispered.
"No problem." He replied with a soft smile.
"How did you know I'd be here?"
"Because I know you." The blond placed a kiss on his earlobe and hugged him closer. A hand moved to the back of his neck to stroke the dark curls.
"I love you." Harry sighed, his voice got high as if he was about to cry once more, but he stifled it by biting Draco's shoulder.
Draco grimaced but kissed his cheek. "Hush, my pet, It…" He paused, considering telling Harry that the end of the world as we knew it was upon us, "It will all be okay."
Harry nodded and hugged Draco tight with no intention of letting go.
