Forgiven past || Drarry 8th year Story

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>>Draco's POV<< *A few weeks later* (A/N Im so sorry for being slow at posting ;-;) 

I finished doing my hair, and I left our shared dorm room, Harry was still asleep, so I just let him stay in bed. Pansy was sat with Ron and Hermione doing some charms work. "Where's your boyfriend?" "he's not my boyfriend," I answered back instantly to Pansy's teasing remark, and she huffed. "He's asleep still," I mumbled, and Hermione looked up.

"Why is he still asleep? you should have probably woken him up," She said with an odd expression, and I rubbed the back of my head. "He wasn't having the best night last night.. so I let him sleep in," I said, thinking back to last night.

>Last Night< *Lil depression, TW: Mention of Self-harm*

"Hey- you didn't come down to dinner, are you alright?" I asked, walking into our dorm, and he looked up from where he was sat on his bed. "I'm fine" he rubbed his face of tears that were most definitely there, and I went to sit with him. "Well, I can see that you're crying, so what's on your mind?" I asked, and he scooted over so I wasn't hanging off the bed. "Just not feeling the best," he said quietly.

"Well, I can go get dinner for you if you're hungry," I said, looking over at the sad-looking boy, and he shrugged. "It's fine, I'm not that hungry," He tried, but I knew he would be. I wasn't going to push it, though, so I dropped it.

"Pansy mentioned.. you were struggling after the war, right?" He asked, and I was a bit shocked at first but nodded "yeah, I was, but my friends helped me through it," I told him, and he rubbed his biceps. "Before you got the help, what did you do?" "Well, I hate to admit it, but I did use to harm myself, specifically on my left arm." I slowly pulled my sleeve up as I talked and showed the scars that traced my skin over the faded dark mark.

"I'm sorry," He mumbled, but I'm not sure why he was. "Don't worry, why did you ask?" "I wanted to know if it was wrong.." Harry said slowly. I noticed he kept staring down at his arm, but he was wearing a hoodie, so I couldn't see what he was looking at. "Did you hurt yourself, Harry?" I asked. I kept my voice low just in case, and he held his stomach and looked away.

"You know, I did the same thing when Pansy wanted me to talk to her about my stuff, you know It's okay. It's not good pushing it, so know I'm always here if you need to talk," I told him, gently rubbing his shoulder, and he nodded slowly. "I'm going to sleep. I feel drained" "Okay, sleep well then," I told him before getting off his bed and going to the bathroom to take a shower.

>Present<

"Well, you might want to wake him up soon before breakfast is over," Hermione told me, and I nodded. "I have a question for any of you," I said a bit awkwardly, and they looked at me, Pansy giggling a bit at how awkward I was being. "If I hypothetically, emphasis on hypothetically, asked Harry on a date- do you think he'd say yes?" "yes," they all said collectively, and I blushed.

"Do you really think so?" I said slowly, and Pansy smirked at Hermione, who giggled, and they both nodded. "Hypothetically, though! I was just wondering.. for scientific reasons," I mumbled, and they giggled.

I shook my head and went back upstairs, not wanting to be teased anymore. When I opened up the door, it must have been when Harry was going to come out cause he was stood right in front of me with his hand out awkwardly. "Good Morning," we both said, and his cheeks turned red. I realized he probably wanted to leave, so I stepped to the side. "No, it's fine- I was just looking for you." He said with a small smile, and I eyed him a bit. "Okay, well, I was coming back to read a bit" I totally just lied to him. Why would I lie- I don't know.

Instead of just standing in the doorway to our dorm, he turned around, and I followed him. I sat on my bed and watched him clean up the side of his room slowly. He would pick up an article of clothing and stare at it for a second, mumble something to himself and throw it into the dirty clothes basket.