Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling and I own none of these characters.
A/N: There will be quite a big jump from first year to fourth year but some events from the skipped years would be mentioned, a bit vaguely but none the less still mentioned.
Chapter 17
Harry lay on his four poster, contemplating what had happened. He didn't understand why Draco had been so cold to him the past months. He knew he barely had time with the blond but in truth he had wanted to spend every minute he had with him but he just didn't have time! Harry would have given up Quidditch if he knew first hand that it would cause distance between him and his best friend. He would give up everyone for the other boy, for Merlin's sake! Harry shut his eyes and went to his happy place.
The lady was waiting for him, as always.
"Hello, Harry." she greeted with a smile.
"Hello." Harry replied.
"What's the matter?" she asked him, worried.
"Draco." he replied while staring at the ground. He walked towards the bench that the lady was occupying and sat.
"Oh, things aren't going well with him?"
"Not at all. He hates me now."
"Oh, Harry I'm sure he doesn't."
"He calls me Potter again and he played a prank on me and he just doesn't care anymore!" Harry ranted as he choked down his sobs. He wanted to run away! He just wanted his time with Draco back in Grimmauld Place. He didn't like this at all! He just wanted to be happy.
"Give it some time, Harry. I promise you, it'll work out." she said softly. Harry sighed. He just wanted Draco back but he guessed the lady was right. He ought to wait and he would, no matter how long, he would wait for his Draco.
3 years later~
"Give it a rest, Malfoy!" Harry spat. Malfoy hadn't left him alone all day, tormenting him every second.