You promised | Drarry

˜"*°• Fabula 18 •°*"˜

⚠️ WARNING!! This chapter has actions of self-harm. If this topic is too much for you please click on the chapter. If you or anyone else is harming themselves please seek help. My messages on all platforms are always open to anyone at any time who needs someone to talk to!

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They landed in front of the burrow and celebrated their small victory. Mrs Weasley ran outside and hugged Fred, she told him about George and they all ran inside.

The rest of the night consisted of the adults planning and the kids talking about their plans.

Harry still hadn't healed from the school year before. The pain in his heart was still there.

"How did you know Ron" Harry muttered after a while of not saying anything. "Know about me and Malfoy"

Ron looked over to Harry then Hermione. "I just knew mate. You're my friend. Plus Hermione was fangirling over it" He answered.

Hermione scoffed and hit his chest. "Was not" Ron looked at her knowingly and she blushed. Harry laughed and gave her a light tap on the back.

"So knowing he helped, what's with you two now?" Ron asked. Harry shrugged. "I haven't spoken to him. I want to but the opportunity hasn't presented itself yet." He explained. They nodded.

"And look I'm sorry for what I said Harry, I'm just really protective of my sister. I don't want her to get hurt" Ron apologized. Harry nodded. "It's not that I don't like her, because I do, but"

"You love him" Hermione finished for him. Harry's eyes lit up for a moment. He lightly nodded and held his head in his palms.

"I say we sleep on it for tonight and we'll help you more in the morning. I'm zonked." Ron suggested. They all nodded and went to sleep.

Or at least Ron, Hermione and Harry did.

Draco sat on his bathroom floor tears on his cheeks and grey nightshirt. Dried blood on his hands and bottom half of his shirt.

He had spent the night in his bathroom contemplating taking his life. The thoughts of Harry's hurt face and how much he betrayed him couldn't leave his memories.

They flooded him like an ocean. His actions were his darkness and Harry was the light...but that light was gone. Draco wanted to be gone.

He cut his arms for betraying Harry, he slashed his torso for leaving him there. Draco felt nothing but disappointed in himself.

The bathroom door swung open and Narcissa looked back and forth from Draco's wand and his bloody figure.

Tears started to sting her eyes. "Draco my boy" she whispered. She fell to her knees and brought him to her chest. He balled his eyes out into her chest. He clutched onto her night robes tightly, As if she would slip away at any sign of weakness.

"Baby, tell me why? Why would you hurt yourself? Please" she cried out to him. He couldn't form any words. Just the faint noise of his sobs was heard.

"My baby. My beautiful boy" Narcissa cried and held onto Draco's head as she kissed his forehead.

"Please don't leave mommy. I need you. I need my baby boy. I'm so sorry for all of this. Draco please stay. Stay with me." She begged.