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Forgotten

I am bored and lonely so I am here making a oneshot. :D
It's kinda long but I hope yall like it
Warnings:
mentions of self harm, suicide, starving oneself, abuse, small mention of r@pe

Harry's Pov
       I walk to the great hall by myself again. Hermione and Ron said they would join me but they are in the common room making out on the couch. They will probably join late like they always due. Come up with some apology and promise to be there tomorrow. But they won't. And they never do. I don't eat anything. But that's all right no one every notices. I will leave early but they don't notice. They are too busy staring into each other's eyes.
       I get to class early. But what is the point they won't notice if I don't even show up at all. I started excelling at all my classes with out Hermione's help. Just wanted them to be proud. But they are too busy "studying" to notice.
      The scars on my wrists start to grow but they are too blind to see. I smile and joke like everything is ok. But I am dying slowly. I stopped taking my meds. Hermione used to always be on my back about them. I still her telling me to take them. But it's all just illusion.
        I don't sleep anymore. The nightmares are becoming too much. I used to talk to Ron but he is not there anymore. So I stopped sleeping.
        I quit quidditch. Ron didn't even notice. He hasn't said a thing.
        Summer is approaching. I know I will have to go back to the Dursleys. I have no where else to go. The Weasley's are still getting over Fred's death. I don't want to intrude.
         I know that once I go "home" I will get beat. The torture would never stop. But part of me longs for it. At least they noticed me.
        I wonder how my parents would feel if they saw me now. How everyone I have lost would feel. They probably be disappointed in me. I am so weak.
       
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           I walk to class again by myself. Trying to ignore the sounds of the fangirls. The ones that claim to "love" me but only want my fame and fortune. It's times like these I really wish I died with my parents.
          What is the point of life. The universe is so much bigger than Earth. Nothing we ever do will ever be enough. Ever I action I make in the end will never truly matter. Eventually any trace of my existence will disappear. So what's the point. Everyone I have ever cared about has left me. I have nothing left.
        That's it. Everyone left me. So why stay here. Why live. I rush down the hall and to the astronomy tower. I run to the edege to see someone already there. They looked like they were going to jump. I run over and pull them back before they could do anything.
         They made a startled noise and face me. There stood a crying Draco Malfoy.
"Potter. What the hell? What are you doing here."
         I didn't know what to stay so I turn to walk away but he grabs my wrist. I let out a cry at the pain.
         He looked confused but then he pulls up my sleeve to see all my scars.
"You were planning to do the same weren't you?"
          He whispered. When I didn't give him an answer he then yelled.
"You were planning on killing yourself?! Answer me. That's why you are here!"
         My breathing was getting a little heavier as I slowly nod my head. Noticing my discomfort at his yelling he whispered
"Why? Why would you want to die? You can have anything you want in a matter of seconds. Your life is perfect. Why would you want it to end?"
"Lies."
"What?"
"Those are all lies. My life isn't perfect. Everyone left me. I just want it to end. All of this pain I am feeling. What is the point."
"But people care. Your the boy who lived, the whole wizarding world would be in ruins. Suicide isn't the answer."
"Hey don't lecture me like you weren't planning to do the same. And why do you even care. I thought you would be delighted to see me die. You would have even gave me a push."
"Why would I do that? I don't want to witness any more deaths. I don't want the blood on my hands."
        We just sat there in silence before I decided to speak up
"Why. Why did you try...you know?"
        He sat there silent for a moment before answering.
"My parents."
        He took a shaky breath. Before continuing.
"You know my parents were on the wrong side of the war. Everyone knows that. Everything they did was to protect.  They didn't want Voldemort to come after us. So they joined him. Doing everything he said, all to make sure I was safe. They never once agreed with his ideals. After the war, my father was sent to Azkaban. He died three weeks later. My mother was heart broken. She didn't want me to know she was hurting. She put on a brave face. And told me everything was ok. But you could see it in her eyes when someone brought up him. Or when I tried to grow my hair out. I knew I looked like him. I cut it all off the next day amd dyed it lavender."
         He wipes a few tears from his face.
"One day somebody. They touched my mother. I remember her crying because she couldn't get justice for it. All because she fought with Voldemort. She started drinking. Trying to forget everything. The one time she was somber was when I got a letter inviting me back to Hogwarts for my 8th year. I was going to. But she told me I should. She kept trying tp convince all day. But I told her I wasn't going back. She dropped it. Two days later I found her dead. Hanging from a tree in the forest. Bloody and beaten. Nobody care that she was murdered. That she was killed in cold blood."
           I froze. I didn't know how to respond to this. It was so horrible. I can't believe that this actually happened to him.
"Why did you come back then? To hogwarts, I mean."
"My last memories of my mother were her being drunk and depressed. The day I got that letter she looked so happy. The fact that I might be able to get a semi-normal life. She actually smiled. I know I was being selfish when I told her I wouldn't come back but I didn't want anything to happen to her. When she died. I still want to go but decided against it when I decided that's what my mother wanted. I couldn't give her a proper burial cause everyone refused to. I wanted to honor her memory."
       We sat in a comfortable silence. A couple hours later and we still said no word. Morning came and we both left to the great hall.
       I went about my day same always. Neither Ron nor Hermione noticed the fact I wasn't in the dorms yesterday. Or the fact I didn't eat anything again.
      I walk to class alone again. But something was just different. I didn't feel as alone.
      That night I went back to astronomy tower. And Malfoy was there, just like yesterday. 
       We just sat there. Talking about our problems. Enjoying the fact that there was finally someone there to listen.
"What are you going to do after Hogwarts?"
"Probably going to have to go back tp the Dursleys. I have no where else to go."
"What about your friends? Don't you usually go to Weasley's place?"
"They just lost someone I don't want to intrude and I don't even think they would notice me."
"What do you mean they won't notice you. Of course they would notice you. They treat you as you are one of them."
"Fred is gone. He would still be here if I didn't survive that night. I am not ready to face them. I will just stay with the Dursleys like I used to do. What about you?"
"I don't know. I am scared to leave Hogwarts to be honest. I don't want to return to the Manor all alone. It's too big and there is too many memories there."
         And just like the night before we stayed there in a comfortable silence until morning.
        We kinda fell into a routine. Every night coming back. Never telling the other we were coming but knew that they would be there. We found comfort in it. The fact there was someone just as broken as we are.
"Why do you sound disappointed to go back to the Dursleys? Aren't they family?"
"They are barely human. Never will I consider them family."
"Why? What did they do?"
           He looked at me genuinely confused.
"They abused me as child."
            I said this with so little emotion that one might think I was joking or something.
"I didn't notice the mistreatment until someone pointed it out. It was always like that. I would wake up and cook breakfast. I burnt the food they burnt me. I accidentally break a glass they break my hand. I go to bed without eating. I was forced to sleep in cupboard under the stairs until I was 11. I was locked in my "room" for days on end. The only company was the spiders that lived there. I had no friends because my cousin scared them away. I wasn't allowed to get better grades then my cousin. The list kinda goes on"
"Oh my god. I am so sorry."
"It's alright. I am over it."
"No it's not ok. That is horrible the someone would have to go through that. And on top of it I bullied you ever time you came here. You shouldn't be this ok with this."
"I got used to it. And don't feel bad. You didn't know."
"Either way it didn't make it right. I bullied you just because I was some entitled child who didn't get what I want."
"Hey we are friends now, and this is all in the past now."
"We're friends?"
"Well I kinda assumed we were with...you know..and"
"I wad just shocked I never really had a friend. Damn that sounds sad. But I would really like to be friends."
         I smile at him. A genuine smile.
"Then we are friends."
         We sat there silent like every other night until I broke the silence.
"You never sleep. Why."
"Same as you I guess nightmares. Rather be exhausted then be plagued with bad dreams."
         The next night when we meet, Draco was waiting for me with food.
"I saw you didn't eat today. So I snuck into the kitchen to get you some food. You don't have to eat all of it but you have to eat some."
           I nod as I silently ate some of the food. I took a few small bites of the chicken and one spoonful of the potatoes before I felt like I couldn't eat anymore.
           I told Draco I couldn't eat anymore he nodded and told me it was alright but I could tell he was upset. Upset at the fact that, that was all I could eat.
"What is going on with you and your friends?"
"What do mean?"
"You're more distant. Only with them at meals and only for a brief moment."
"You know, they got together after the war. Two is a couple, three is a crowd. They are off doing couple things and I am just third wheeling."
"Then why don't you sit with me?"
            The next day as we walked to the great hall I remembered what Draco said. Instead of splitting up like we normally I continued to walk with him and indeed took a seat next to him. He looked over with a smile. There was very few people in the great hall, as it was still early in the morning. There was only a couple other people who paid us no mind. We started talking about random things and it was nice. I mean it is nice to have someone there to talk about your problems but it felt just as good when you could just discuss random things. Soon more people started coming in to grab some breakfast before they would have to head off to class. Before we knew it the place was packed and talking. About us.  I could just barely make out the words Malfoy, Potter, together, friends. Even though they were talking none made any move to get up and ask about it.
        Soon we finish and headed off to class. Due to not having a lot of people return for the unofficial 8th year most people had the same class. We decided to sit next together in potions. It was kinda funny seeing Slughorn walk in and see us together. He looked so surprised but happy.
         We continued the rest of this day. Never leading the others side. If you just met us you would have thought we were best friends for years now.
          The next day we did the same. And the day after that. By the end of the week people were finally used to it.
          We were in the astronomy tower like we were every night when Draco stood up looking nervous.
"Harry... I have something to tell you. Please don't hate me."
"I could never hate you."
"We'll see about that. Um I like you. Like, like like you. As in wanna be more than friends kind of like you."
            Upon hearing this I kinda froze. Shocked at what heard. Getting nervous Draco quickly started to say
"Nevermind. Forget that I said that haha. I was so stupid for thinking..."
"I like you back"
            I said softly. He looked back at me surprised.
"Really?"
           I nodded my head and smiled.
"Really."
          We sat there in silence for a bit.
"Would you be my boyfriend then?"
"Boyfriends I like the sound of that. But only if you take me out."
"How does Saturday sound."
"I guess it's a date."
 

Word count: 2390
That was longer than I expected. I am going to make a part two because I didn't want to make this any longer. Hope yall enjoyed. I tried really hard on this. I really was able to relate with this because I put a lot of my personal feelings into it so it was nice writing this. It was like having someone to talk to with actually having someone to talk to. I don't know when I am making part two. Also if you ever need to talk to someone I have a discord server that is meant for that sole purpose so if you want it just ask :D
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