HeartBreak (Veela Drarry)

Partners

Harry hung around the coffee cart more and more after the first time Karl tried to prank/poison Draco. The blonde still seemed oblivious to what was happening around him and Harry still couldn't find it within himself to tell him what was happening. But he also couldn't do nothing anymore, not after he saw Draco smile during their last interaction. The blonde wasn't emotionally brain-dead like Harry had originally thought. The conversation was a bit awkward, but that's probably only because the blonde wasn't used to talking to anyone.

Harry would fix that. He needed a case partner anyway. He and Ron were both field Aurors, and, thus, couldn't be partners. Draco could come in handy and, who knows, perhaps Harry could help the blonde as well or at least keep him away from the bully pen that was the rest of the team. He couldn't keep knocking into Draco accidentally, on purpose, forever. Though it was odd that Draco didn't question the 'accidentally' part when the event had happened so many times. Another reason Harry wanted to help: he felt guilty. The blonde had an illness and Harry had treated him so terribly and judged him during their school years. He was no better than Dudley. He needed to make it up to Draco.

At the start of the second week, Harry was surprised to find that Draco was nowhere in sight when he arrived at the cart. He jumped when someone tapped his shoulder but exhaled in relief when he found the person to be Draco, who was smiling slightly and looked nervous as he practically threw a cup of Turkish coffee at Harry.

"I-I made a note last time because my emotions don't really work well, you know? I've wanted to give you this for a while but I forget when we're apart and I never get around to it. You bump into me all the time and I figured if you're that clumsy, you always drop your coffee as well, so I charmed this one never to fall. Not- not that I am insulting you or anything. I just thought- well, here."

The blonde looked so uncertain, so nervous. He had never seen Draco like that. He had especially never seen him beam and his cheeks blush as he did when he took the cup from the blonde. It was a beautiful sight. Harry regretted his past actions even more than he ever did at that moment.

Then he noticed all the Aurors shaking their heads at him frantically mouthing 'don't drink that' and instantly knew he couldn't accept the blonde's gift. He smiled at Draco nonetheless.

"This is so nice of you, but I don't feel like coffee right now. I appreciate the gesture, though." Harry said, placing the cup to the side, afraid that if he hands it back to the blonde, Draco might drink it himself.

He instantly frowned when he saw the blonde's reaction. Draco looked...devastated, like Harry had just cursed him into oblivion. Harry watched, mortified, as Draco silently looked at the floor and shook his head slowly as if scolding himself.

"Sorry. I-I don't know what I was thinking. I'll see you around." the blonde murmured miserably, his voice shaking, then turned to leave.

"No!" Harry all but yelled, startling the blonde, who turned back to him. "I-I didn't mean it like that. It was a lovely gift, I swear. It's just-"

They're trying to poison you.

Neither of us can drink this

Please don't be sad...

Harry was confused. Perhaps any other person would feel offended if he had rejected their gift, but the brunette had thought Draco literally couldn't. It appeared Draco's condition was more complicated than what he had expected.

"It's alright, Harry." Draco mumbled, his arms wrapped tightly around his middle as his body shook a bit with pain, "I understand. You don't want my gift."

Harry groaned loudly as the blonde walked quickly back to the elevators and didn't even look at the brunette as he pressed the button to his department's floor.