The not so Golden boy

Chapter 3

{Time skip to the day of the trains arrival}

{still Harry's POV}

When I tell you my head is hurting, I am lying to you, IT FEELS LIKE ITS GOING TO FUCKING EXPLODE. But besides that, the train is finally coming today! Thank god thank god thank god.

I grabbed a trolly and Hedwig and ran through the wall between 9 and 10. I felt dizzy, but decided to ignore it.

I couldn't see Ron or Hermione, they were probably in the train. That was my cue to also aboard the train.

I decided that I was feeling H O R R I B L E, so I went to an empty compartment and enjoyed the comfort with no abuse, torture or anything, just peace. (I had let a few tears slip from my eyes from the pain but nothing to bad). But obviously knowing me that didn't last long.

{Draco's POV}

I had boarded the Hogwarts Express, and was searching for Pansy and Blaise, I had heard muffled crying or whimpering, despite all the rumours I'm not a bully, I actually have a good heart, I just tend to keep it locked deep inside.

I had entered the room to see a small skinny boy with his head in his knees and scruffy hair, he was quite hot, wonder if he is new-
Wait a second, that's Potter, no- it can't be... Potter? Crying? No that's not him. Right?

"Potter?" I asked cautiously.
Nothing
"Potter is that you?"
The boy lifted his head up, omg it was Potter, he looked-
"Malfoy, what are you doing here?" He asked sniffling and attempting to wipe his tears, failing.
"I heard someone crying and came to help, despite my reputation I can tend to be quite nice."
"Oh well, guess you weren't expecting me, haha" he said very awkwardly.
"Hey so...why were you, crying?" I asked, he visibly tensed and was avoiding the question
"When are we going to b-be at Hogwarts?"
"10 minutes"
"Oh okay thanks."
It went silent for a while

"Harry, you are very skinny..."
"...well we are here now l-let's go in" he said trying to move the conversation along.

{Harry's POV}

I can't believe Malfoy of all people walked In on me crying, hmm maybe he actually cares..

'Oh don't be daft Harry, no one gives a damn about you'
What?
'Harry, I am you, the voice in your head.'
Oh.
'You know I am right. who would like you, you deserved the beating, the trauma, the nightmares, you should have died not your parents, or Cedric'
Yes you are right, but it's too late now.

The voice was cut of by a voice coming from another person
"Hey mate why didn't you sit with us in the train?" It was Ron, he sounded worried, great acting, but I guess I will join in.
"I just wanted some alone time." I said, it wasn't a total lie.
"You know Harry, you are a terrible liar." It was Hermione she sounded worried to, damn they are good at this.
"I'm sorry.." Silence followed after that.

"So..." Ron said trying to lighten the mood
"Let's just go to the great hall." I said without any emotion, I was in excruciating pain, I was starving but I knew if I ate I would just throw it all up, including my organs. And I just feel like a pile of shit, and extremely exhausted.

Oh well, I will probably end all the pain anyway soon, one way or another...

A/N woo hoo double update yall!

{625 words}