What Tears Can Do

Potter?

I do not own Harry Potter, it belongs to J K Rowling. This is my take on eighth year, drarry.

Harry Potter sniffled to himself, in a closet in a deserted hallway. He knew it was deserted because he was supposed to be in class right then. Well, maybe not completely deserted...

The closet door slammed open, and Harry jumped. He turned his back to the now open door, and quickly wiped his tears away.

"...Potter?" Draco Malfoy asked shock and disbelief. Harry Potter, crying to himself in a closet? No way.

Harry tenses up. "What do you want, Malfoy?"

Draco smirks. "Well, Potter, I wanted to catch a first year crying, but this... this surpasses anyone crying,' he says maliciously.

"Go away, Malfoy. I'm not going to deal with you today."

Draco thinks for a quick second. "Fine."

Harry looks up in shock. "Fine?"

Draco nods. "Fine."

Harry throws him a disbelieving look before he starts to slowly turn around.

"But only," Draco starts with flourish.

Harry rolls his eyes. There it is.

"Only what?"

"Only... if you come with me."

"Come with you where?" Harry asks hesitantly.

"Not around anyone else, don't worry... and no pictures will be taking. And this is not an ambush; I clearly have no time to plan one, if you come now. And... I promise not to tell anyone I caught you crying. This is, if you do what I say."

Harry frowns. "And you'll leave me alone for the rest of the day?"

Draco nods. "Yup. If you do what I say." A grin creeps up his cheeks.

Harry sighs, and stares at his feet, deep in thought. "Alright. I know I'm going to regret this, but alright."

Draco grins like he just got the best Yule gift ever. "Alright, let's go. And hurry up unless you want to be caught."

Harry quickens his pace, before stopping all together. "Wait. Caught?"

Draco rolls his eyes. "You're not breaking any rules; I just assumed you didn't want the other student s to see you doing what I say." His smirk said otherwise.

Harry sighs. "Merlin, why am I doing this?"

Draco snickers. "Because I have something on you."

Harry huffs. "Whatever."

They walked quickly in silence to their first stop; the one eyed hag. "Alright. First thing you're going to do is hug the hag. Arms around her waist, cheek to cheek."

Harry sighs, and starts forward. "Wait a minute; you said 'first'. How many things are you planning on making me do?"

Draco smiles innocently. "Oh, just five."

Harry gives a nasty look before stepping up to the hag. "'Just five', he says," he muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" Draco grins, knowing perfectly well what Harry had said.

Harry turns to glare at him. "...nothing."

"That's what I thought," he spouts triumphantly.

Harry growls under his breath as he hugs the hag. "Like this?"

Draco grins like a mad man. "Oh, Merlin, this is the best day of my life. And we've barely started, too!"

Harry sighs. "Yeah, alright, alright." He hops back down. "Now what?"