AN- The above fanart is the Halloween costumes- i can't remember the @ so if you see this comment and i'll @ you !!!
."oh god Draco"
Draco lay there, bruises covering nearly all of his face, there were remnants of what looked like Skele-Gro on the table next to him and blood replenishing potion bottles were empty on the floor.
Madame Pomfrey bustled out of her office, wand clutched in hand and upon seeing Harry ashen-face softened,
"Come on dear, don't just stand there, pick up those bottles for me and bring over a chair, you will be more use next to him than you are over there"
Harry was stunned, he had never known Madame Pomfrey to be that accommodating, usually, she bustled you out of the wing before you had even had a chance to explain why you were there, it's only if you were bleeding or vomiting that you got to stay. It not like Harry really wanted to be back here all that much.
"I'm not quite sure he wants to see me Madame Pomfrey"
"Don't be absurd! He was calling out for you just before.." She stopped, clearly deciding it wasn't the best idea to continue with that sentence and conjured a chair instead next to Dracos bedside,
"There, there sit yourself down, ill get the elves to bring you some water and breakfast in the morning"
And with that, she turned away and back into her office. Harry sat down in the chair and sighed, if only he hadn't been such an idiot and listened to him, maybe there was a perfectly good reason Draco didn't want to hold his hand that wouldn't shatter his heart into a million pieces. Taking Dracos hand he laid his head on the bed and closed his eyes, it would have to wait until the morning.
Blinking against the bright light Harry opened his eyes to find cool grey ones inches from his own, yelping he jumped away,
"Shit! Sorry I didn't realise you would wake up that fast!"
"Bloody hell Draco, you almost killed me!"
Sitting up Harry realised they were still holding hands and tried to pull away, but Draco held on.
"Please, Harry let me explain before you go, I'm so sorry, I was such an idiot please"
"What is it Draco?"
"It's just with the pressure of the Aurors stood over us like that, and I realise you might not quite get it because you well, your you and whether you like to admit it or not your the bloody golden boy! Except for maybe Fudge you can do no wrong, I just don't want your reputation tarnished by being associated with me"
"Draco.. what are you saying, are, are you breaking up with me?" Harry stood up, he couldn't believe this how dare he after he was meant to be the one angry at him and now he was saying some bullshit about a 'tarnished reputation'.
"Merlin! NO! no not at all!"
Harry relaxed, so maybe his boyfriend wasn't a complete ass, most of the time.
"what I'm saying is, I love what we have and I absolutely love you more than you know, I don't want this ruined by articles speculating on how I won you over or befuddled you with my evil genitals"
"Okay, first of all, I was the one to win you over Draco Malfoy and second, evil genitals? if we are adding words to your dick then it should be"
"WHY HELLO HARRY MY GODSON AND PRACTICALLY CHILD AND MY ACTUAL FAMILIAL RELATIVE DRACO HOW ARE WE DOING"
Harry groaned, Sirius, had just walked over to the bed and had probably just heard him use the words 'evil genitals'
"hello Padfoot"
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Never The Same
FanficDrarry. Harry and Draco both return after the war to complete their NEWT examinations. Will a mutual experience of the horrors and tribulations of war bring them closer than either thought ever possible? Will the pressures of the outside world driv...