My Singer and I - Drarry/Harco Love Story

Chapter 6 - The Escape

Hey guys sorry I didn't publish this chapter last weekend, I was super busy :(

I'll try and continue my schedule of posting every Monday if not Sunday!

Enjoy this chapter~! OwO

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Pss. This chapter includes angst and some light abuse, although is extremely important for the story.

~ Skylah Abby ~

Draco's POV

I don't want to talk about what happened in that basement.

Although after that dismally experience, father wouldn't let me go out of the house. He didn't trust that I wasn't meeting anyone, although I technically was. But that was all stupid Pottah's fault!

Stupid flirtatious Pottah!

But this was for the better than for the worst. He had a girlfriend, that Weaslette! Some are even gossiping that they were soon to get married and how they will make the perfect family together. Maybe since I'm not at the restaurant anymore, it will make that stupid Pottah realise that he should be spending more time with his soon to be wife, rather than watching me daily like some CREEP!

That mischievous Pottah! Why would he care for me?

"Is is that bad that I just want to listen to you sing because I think you're a really good singer?!" As if! It's probably just a good conversation starter for him to gossip about to his horrid friends.

Like he could trick me with that flattering lie with that sly...glamorous smile!

Ugh! Stupid Pottah!

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It had been four days since my father has started my crazy quarantine! I'd been contemplating a lot about what my next move should be. If I were to get caught sneaking out I would be in big trouble, but if I didn't try I would be stuck here forever, probably would get assigned a job and a wife by my parents. But I that's not what I wanted!

So when I knew my dad was asleep, I quietly got out of my bed and grabbed a backpack.

I proceed to pack some light food, some money and a blanket.

"I'll probably need some clothes if Im actually running away," I reasonably thought.

But I was surprised when I turned to open my wardrobe to see my mother in my room. I was so busy packing I didn't even hear her come in.

She hadn't yet got dressed to go to sleep. I should have thought about her. I don't want to leave my mother. She has always been kind when my father wasn't. Yet we both knew there wasn't much she could do with father around. Although they loved each other at one point, I was only around for about a year of that, after that things just got stricter and stricter.

My mum was shocked seeing what I was doing. I couldn't read if her face was disappointment, sadness or understanding.

Before I could say anything, she quietly stepped towards me, a light tear falling from her right eye, and started grabbing some of my clothes and packing them in my half packed bag.

Her teary eyes looked up at me and smiled lovingly. I looked back at her, stating to cry and squeezed her in a hug. We were both crying at this point. Throughout the years we were each others only person we could trust in the household. I then realised how selfish it was for me to leave her here. Knowing my father, he would want answers and wouldn't hesitate to use his fists to get them. Yet knowing my mother, there was no way in hell she was going to tell him anything.

"I-I don't want to leave you here!" I wept quietly.

"Draco-" She whispered.

"You can come with me!" I exclaimed softly. "We can run away together!"

"Draco-"

"I don't want father hurting you BECAUSE OF ME!" I cried, softly.

"Draco!" Mother exclaimed softly. "Hey, it's okay."

She stroked my hair until I calmed down.

"I know you're strong Draco," Mother pulled me away from the hug, still holding my arms and smiled a loving smile. "And I am too. We can get through this. I just need you to be strong for us."

"B-But-" I wined.

"Come one let's finish getting you some thing," Mother smiled, and slowly strolled past me to continue packing my bag.

She was right, I had to be strong. I forced myself to stop crying and helped her. We continued to pack for five minutes more. We didn't say a word.

"Quickly sneak out the front door and I'll make sure to stop your father if he comes." Mother smiled.

I went to neglect but her determined eyes forced me to nod.

I gave her one last hug and she sighed lovingly and hugged back. This was the last time we'd see each other in a while. We didn't know what was going to come next. But we had each other and that's all we had.

We sneaked down the stairway to the big wooden front door. Mother came along with the keys and unlocked the stiff thing. I slowly walked up to her and she gave me one last goodbye and kissed me on the cheek.

I smiled. Maybe there was hope. Maybe in the future I could get her out of that house and we could stay together until she was ready to go on her own again.

I smiled and opened the door. Although our eyes widened in fear as the big door opened with a giant groan that was as loud as a lion's raw. Mother and I looked at each other in fear as we heard footsteps coming from the library.

What we didn't know is that throughout the time we were packing, father had gotten up for some light reading in our library and was now just a hallway away from us.

My mother looked at me with courage and hope in her eyes and swung open the door. I made an even louder moan and I spotted Father running to us.

"GO!" My mother cried and ran with me outside.

As we ran, she grabbed my broom and hushed me on it, my father only a kilometre away from us at this point. Suddenly she stopped snd I stopped with her.

"Goodbye my Dragon," she cried with utmost love in her voice and pushed me on my broom with all her might into the air.

But as she did, my father reached her.

I couldn't stop my broom as it zoomed into the air. Tears were reluctantly edging on the edge of my eyes and was just barely able to turn my shaking head around. My heart broke when I looked back to see my father screaming at my mother and dragging her inside by her arm in selflessness. She scream and cried but he just finished the show by throwing her on the floor and slamming the doors shut with anger.

That's when I broke. My eyes let out waterfalls of tears and I cried loudly in the sky. There was nothing I could do now, my broom still going relatively fast through the sky without my control. How could I drag the one person that actually cares about me into this?! And now she was getting hurt because of me! IM. SO. PATHETIC!

Suddenly I saw a green light shooting from the window of the room my mother had just been dragged in. It was heading straight for me. Before I could do anything it hit my broom and broke it in two. My eyes widened.

There wasn't much I could do before I started to fall.

See you guys in the next chapter! UwU

~ Skylah Abby~