My Happy Place (a Drarry Texting Fic)

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Harry?
Are you awake?
I see you reading my messages. Don't do this. It's annoying.

You didn't talk to me for two weeks. Why don't I get to ignore your texts?

Because first off, you're too good a person to do that to me and second off, I didn't know you well enough then. Now that I do, the chances of me doing that are lower

But not zero.

No. Never zero.

Great. It's super reassuring to know my friend could leave me at anytime, if he so well wishes. I feel so special and warm inside.

How about this for special and warm inside. I'm texting you because I couldn't stop thinking about you.

Oh.

It's two am. I'm meant to be asleep. Or at the very least, hating my existence. But nope. All I could think about was my happy hoppy hare Harriet being not so hoppy. I tried to forget but I couldn't.

Ugh shut up, will you?

No. You asked, I delivered.

Whatever. Thanks, I guess. I'm just trying not to sleep so that's why I'm still up. It'll make things worse when I wake up but I just don't want to be stuck in my head, again.

You know, you seemed so perfect. From across the screen. Typing away with your cute little emojis, making me smile more than I feel I deserve.. You seemed so perfect. And then the beach.. And afterwards...

I'm so fucking sorry about everything that's happened. I really am. I'd go back in time and stop the whole thing if I could.

Don't be. I'm relieved. Not only did I get to meet you and confirm I'm not crazy and Harry Potter actually does like taking to me, I also found out I'm not the only fucked up person in this relationship. Maybe it's a little toxic to say this, I don't know or care, but I'm so glad you aren't even close to as normal and perfect as you portray yourself to be. You're a great guy but you've got issues. I'm glad.

Glad? I feel both insulted and complimented. Which were you intending me to experience?

I wanted you aroused and naked so guess I missed my mark.

I guess u did.

Still not completely okay, huh? Not one emoji, not one texted moan, I'm a little worried about you right now myself. You aren't alone... Are you?

Why? Wanna drop by? Make sure I'm not about to use my Gryffindor robe and hang myself?

Stick with the shit jokes, only I get to do dark humour.

How about no 😏🔫

Harry, I will actually come by right now. I'm not even kidding.

Why would you? I'm just some rando you talk to.

Some rando I've known for over a decade. Half my life. Some rando I talk to almost daily. Don't ever call yourself a rando again. You may be a stranger to a lot of people but not me. If anything ever happened to you, Harry...

I'm only kidding.

I don't believe you.

I am. I promise. I'm not suicidal. I'm a bit anxious and yeah, still not totally fixed after the war but I would never off myself. You, on the other hand... I'm definitely worried about you.

And I'm worried about you. The line between not totally fixed and I want to die isn't as big as you think. The line between joking and meaning it? Not exactly large, either.

Why are we like this?

We've both been fucked up, right from childhood.

What do you know about my childhood? My parents are dead, but what else is new? I'm not the only orphan in the world.

I know you lived with pieces of shit while you stayed here in the muggle world. I know I saw you come back to school from the holiday with bruises sometimes. I heard you downplay things to your friends when they asked how it was but you never did have anything good to say. I heard you cry, once, in private when the term ended and you realised you had to go back. I wish I could've been there for you, then. I wish I could hurt them for whatever they must have done.

I was... I was trouble, anyway. They didn't ask for me to be dumped on them and I kept messing up so I deserved it.

You were a child, Harry. A child. And if I told you that happened to me, you wouldn't be saying I deserved it, you'd be considering Avada kedavring a couple of bitches.

Yeah, can't deny that 😏

I know you can't. Now think it for yourself. Because if you ever, ever in your life say you deserved what happened again, I will... Well, don't say it and I'll never have to think of a punishment for my bunny.

Draco?

Yes, Potter?

Will you come? Come to my house? Please? I know you live in the muggle world and all so you'll have to find a way to apparate but if I give you my address, hypothetically, would you come?

That doesn't sound hypothetical to me, mate.

I'm sorry. I'm just being stupid. And really desperate. When people are nice to me, it gets me so worked up I forget to act normal. Guess we can blame that on the trauma, as well.

Give me your address. I'll be there in five minutes.

Hermione and Ron are still here. Using my Netflix to watch a series without me, actually.

Get rid of them. Or don't. It's up to you. I don't give a fuck if they see us, I just want to make sure you're okay. One fucked up wizard to another.

Are you sure?

It's your choice, honestly. You don't have to tell me. And then I won't come. But if you do, I've already got my wand. I will apparate right now. We're friends, anyway... I don't need a reason to visit, do I?

I guess not. Okay. Only if you're sure. You don't have to bother yourself.

I'm coming and you cannot stop me. I've already decided it and now I'm standing up pissed cos you keep waiting for me to change my mind. GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING ADDRESS.

OKAY, OKAY, DAMN 😂
See you soon, then.

Can't wait to hear you laughing again in person, again.