Shattered behind Pride

Red head Princess

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Anyway....so this is gonna be sorta different  because it just shows how Harry meets Ginny again and Draco gets Jelly and shit. First off we're gonna have Harry's POV of seeing her again and then Ferret's POV from the exact moment where I left off at his last (so kinda different from the rest, hope you understand what I mean) Enjoy...

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Harry's POV

I was waiting for Malfoy to return from his sudden outbreak, when I heard a familiar voice from outside the compartment. The voice was angelic and soft yet tough and firm. I knew that voice. And then she walked by. The beautiful girl I had fallen in love with. 

"Ginny!" I shouted grinning.

"Harry!" She looked shocked to see me.

I opened the door and let her in. She embraced me in a hug and I smiled. It had been over a month since I'd last seen her. Although...something felt off. Like...I don't really know what to describe it but it didn't feel like it used to, hugging her.

She pulled away and looked in my eyes. 

"I've missed you." She then gently whispered.

"Me too." I replied.

And then she kissed me. I kissed back if course but...again...something didn't feel right. I know it was supposed to. She was my girlfriend and I loved her. I pushed the strange feelings aside and decided to just enjoy this moment I was sharing with her.

Draco's POV

I walked back towards the compartment, worrying with all sorts of scenarios in my head. What would he say? Would he be weirded out? What if he asks a question and I give a stupid answer? What if he asks a question that I can't answer?

I stopped dead in my tracks as I realized that I wouldn't need an answer to any of these, he wasn't alone in the compartment anymore. My heart aches at the sight.

He stood there with his arms wrapped around the "Red Head Princess", Ginny Weasley. I know I shouldn't feel jealous, but right now I just cant handle it. I turn around and walk straight (cough cough, gay) away from the scene that I now have stuck in my head. I'm not watching where I'm going, as long as I'm getting as far away from Harry as possible, I don't really care. I can feel the hot tears on my cheeks. I furiously bite my lip. Why the fuck am I crying? Even if he had feelings for me, which no one had and ever will have, I don't deserve him. But Weasley? 

She's so fucking pretty. Her smile is bright as the sun and she just knows how to lift the mood.  She's a literal Angel and is kind to everyone and everything. She's Perfect for him. She's what he deserves. Not some abused, gay, shitty, depressed faggot with Daddy Issues. 

Suddenly I run into something, or more like someone. I fall to the ground, hit by the unexpected force. 

"S-sorry" I mumble. 

The person reaches their hand out to help me up. I accept and try to walk away as son as I'm up, but they grab my wrist. 

"Dray?!"

I wince slightly, and she lets go, knowing the reason. Through the blur in my eyes I was relived to see a familiar face.

"What the hell happened?!" Pansy asked me, she sounded so worried it made me want to cry even more.

"N-not here" I reply.

I don't want to tell her, but I know its for the best so I reluctantly follow her to where ever she's taking me.

Eventually we end up in a small room. There are extra covers for the benches and snacks for the trolley standing around. Pansy pushes me inside the room and locks the door.

"Sit" she demanded.

I obliged.

She sat down next to me and looked at me.

"Dray...what happened?" she then asks in a way more calm and sweet voice.

I told her what happened. She just looked at me with sympathy. She was the first person I came out to. She and Blaise are also the only ones that know. However she's the only person I trusted to tell about my cutting problems, my dad's abuse and the fact that I had a crush on Golden Boy.

"W-why does it hurt s-so much?" I sob.

She grabs my hand and places it in her own. 

"It'll be ok Dray..."

That's when i completely lost it. The pain id been keeping in for the last few days just flowed out. I cried non-stop for around 15 minutes. Pansy took me in her arm and hugged me. She just held me there, to make me know that she's there for me. She always was. And I was always there for her. It was always like that. She hugged me tighter. For other friends this could've been weird but since Pansy was a Lesbian and I was Gay it didn't matter whatsoever.

After I calmed down I lifted my head from her chest and wiped the last of my tears with my sleeve. She just watched me. After I was done she took my wrist, more careful this time, and pulls up my sleeves. She examined the scars. I looked away. She then covered my arms again and slowly got up. She reached her hand out to me and I took it. 

"We will be arriving soon..." she whispered. 

I just nodded.

"Dray...if you have the Urge to do it again...please just call me." she choked on her words. "I hate seeing you so hurt..."

I nodded again. She gulped and then opened the door. No one in sight. We crept out and ran into Blaise on the way back to the Compartment. 

"There you guys are!" he yelled. "I've been looking everywhere for you." 

"Why were you guys actually kidnapped?" I asked.

"Kidnapped!" Blaise Laughed.

Me and Pansy death stared him, causing him to shut up.

"Actually kind of funny Story Dray" Pansy started.

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Oh my god this is at 1000 words already! Cool.

Right so this is my longest chapter yet...

Hope y'all liked the dRAmA

Word Count: 1047 words