The not so Golden boy

Chapter 6

{Ron's POV}

I went back to my room with Zabini and we were both a bit shocked
"What a night..." he muttered
"Tell me about it." I muttered back sadly.
"Hey Weasley, would you want to give being friends a try, I mean, we share a room so.." he asked shakily
"Umm ok yeah why not, you seem like a good guy." I said, he seemed to perk up

Silence followed for a little while

"Hey Ron do you know why Harry could have been... you know- cutting?" He asked cautiously, I was surprised he used my first name, I was surprised he knew it.
"Umm I have an idea, but I'm not sure." I replied
"Well, I hope it's not too bad. I mean, Draco is really fond of Harry, he never really meant to hurt him, he didn't want to be mean, he always told me he regretted what he did." He said sincerely
I was absolutely shocked, he regrets what he did, I mean I forgive him but a Malfoy, regret, I'm sceptical.

"Ok I will let Harry know soon enough, I hope we can all put aside our differences and get a long, that would be nice, not constantly feuding." I say with a shine in my eye.

"Yeah I agree, but we should get to sleep now it 9:30." He said followed by a yawn, I nodded in agreement and went into a dreamless sleep

{Harry's POV}

"BOY IF YOU DONT GET OUT OF YOUR 'ROOM' AND COOK DINNER RIGHT NOW I WILL BEAT YOU INTO OBLIVION!" Uncle Vernon said menacingly
"Ok ok c-coming Sir." I replied in fear, getting out of my cupboard.

"Ahh so you finally decided to get up, COOK US STEAK AND CAULIFLOWER PURÉE! DONT MESS ANYTHING UP FREAK!" Vernon said hangrily.

"Y-yes Sir coming right u-up!" I said aware of my stuttering.

I finished cooking dinner and accidentally burnt the stake slightly, what was going to happen next was not going to be pleasant in the slightest.

"BOY, YOU BURNT THE EXPENSIVE STEAK, HOW DARE YOU, PREPARE YOURSELF FOR THE WORST BEATING OF YOUR LIFE!" He screamed I was frozen, and dead, I might as well say my prayers.

After the rhinoceros had finished eating he had started the beating, from knife, to whip, to body parts.

It hurt like fucking hell

I screamed, I screamed my lungs out, I was going to die anyway, it's not like anything mattered, I deserved to die, I just wish it wasn't this way...

{Draco's POV}

I was awoken by screams, EXTREMELY loud screams, they were coming from the bed next to me.

"Harry, Harry, what's happening?" I say panicking

"DRACO, WHAT GOING ON IN THERE?!?" It was Hermione, I need her help again
"Come in the door is unlocked, help it's Harry I don't know what to do!" I shouted back.

Hermione entered along with Weasly Blaise and Pansy, all looking scared and tired.
"He woke me up screaming, he must be having a nightmare!" I said, fear in my voice
"By the looks of things a bad one..." Weasly added

"Hey Malfoy get out the way for a sec" Weasly stated, I obeyed. He walked over to Harry and tried comforting him, it's like they are always like this...

"He hasn't had one this bad since-" he was cut off by an angry Hermione
"RONALD WEASLY, DONT TELL THEM THAT, THAT IS FOR HARRY TO SAY!" She whisper shouted
"Ok ok sorry"

He screamed again, It was louder than the last time, Pansy had covered her ears and flinched at the sudden noise
"No...please.....I can't take anymore.....stop....I'm begging you...." he muttered in his sleep, all our faces grew worried
"Does anyone know what he is talking about?" Blaise enquired
"No we have no clue." Hermione spoke for herself and Ron

Weasley was shaking Harry to wake him up, he was not sweating and shaking violently. What did this poor boy deserve?

{Hermione's POV}

I was very worried about my best friend, this is what he went through every night? My thoughts were cut off by Harry jolting awake.

"HARR! Are you alright?" I was the first to talk
There was no answer, he was still shaking and sweating, and now hyperventilating.
"He-Hermione?" He asked
"Yes Harry it's me Hermione, what happened, I mean, in your nightmare?" I said
"I-d-do-don't wanna talk 'bout it" he said sobbing with a cracked voice.

Everyone stayed silent except Draco

"Harry calm down, focus on you breathing, in.....out and repeat, and focus on something like an object or a memory."
After he did this he had actually calmed down, which was surprising.
"Hey Harry?" Asked Ron "How is your arm?"

{Harry's POV}

"Hey Harry? How's your arm?" Ron had asked
The memories of last night had come flooding back.
"Umm my arm does not hurt, but my head here" I said touching the spot on my head "is killing me"
I gasped
"Harry, what happened?" Draco asked concerned
"My head" I paused "it's bleeding out" I said
Draco had come to me to examine my head
"Yikes, that does not look good..." he said
"Yeah thanks mate." I said annoyed

There was a silence

"Harry?" Hermione asked
"Mhm yeah?"
"Why did you- do that" she pointed to my arm "to yourself?" She said spearing a worried look

'They are just acting, no one likes you''
Shut up
'Oh come on you know it's true'
Shut. Up.
'They are just acting because you are the chosen one'
"SHUT UP I SAID, SHUT. UP!"

"HARRY? What happened?" Ron asked visibly scared, he has a point, what did happen
"Oh, I uh..umm" I muttered
"The truth. Harry." Hermione said sternly

'Don't tell them about me Harry, they are acting'
I'm going to tell them
'Don't you dare'
"Umm can I talk to Ron Draco and Hermione alone please?" I asked innocently
"Uhhh yeah sure." Said Pansy and Blaise in unison.
They both left

"Harry, what is going on?" Draco asked with a hit of concern
"Well"
"Harry, it's ok, you can tell us" Hermione said with sympathy.
"Ok ok fine..." I paused
"Here I go..."

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