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Harry's POV
Wait, what did he ask. Oh shit... i moved my arms from behind my back without realizing, and he saw them. The cuts, some deep some shallow. Before Draco could say anything else i ran out of the dorm and through the common room. I could hear Pansy and Blaise yelling my name and asking where i was going, but i ignored their yelling. I didn't pay attention to where i was going till i found myself in Moaning Myrtles bathroom.
"Hiya Harry, wanna hear a confusing story?" Myrtle asked once she heard me close the door.
"Sure, why not" i answered, i knew it was a bad idea but i didn't really have a choice because she would tell me anyways.
"Oh yay! Here is is: One bright day in the middle if the night, two dead boys got up to fight. Back to back they faced each other drew their swords and shot each other. A deaf policeman heard the noise, and ran to save the two dead boys. If you don't believe me this story is true, ask the blind man he saw it too." I sat there, on the floor of the bathroom dumbfounded.
"What? Is this what you come up with in your free time?" I inquired
"Yep!" Myrtle answered. This might have bit been such a bad idea after all...

Ignoring Mrytle, I get lost in my thoughts...

Fuck why did I do that, how could I have done something so stupid?! I should have waited till Draco was asleep. How fucking stupid, you damned disgrace.

I am shaken, quite literally, out of these intrusive thoughts by none other than the boy I have been trying to hide from for the past half an hour. Draco Lucius Malfoy.

"Harry, Harry talk to me, what happened back there?, no, show me your arm first I need to see how bad it is. You should have talked to me and told me that you were feeling this way...,"

Unable to speak, I tilted my head to look at my shoes. How could I explain myself without giving too much away? I could just say that it was Pansy's cat, but the cat and I weren't even in the same room! How the fuck am I supposed to do this?!

"Hey, hey, don't cry," Draco says, wiping away the salty tears that I hadn't even noticed were streaming down my face. Draco cupped and tilted my face upwards so I didn't have any other choice than to look him in the eyes, with him doing this, I was shocked to see him crying. His face was a twisted and fused array of emotions. I could see sadness, pity, anger, and somehow, and in some way. Heartbreak...

TIME SKIP----

I woke up to a soft and fluffy bed, my arm was also bandaged. Cool, Draco must have done that... Moving and shuffling around in the bed to attempt to find a more comfortable position come to the realization that I am not alone in this bed and that it isn't even my bed in the first place. A head of platinum blonde and ivory skin could be seen a mere two feet away from where I was. I could feel my face begin to heat up and change to a beet red as Draco turned over, eyes open and him smiling at me.

"Hi."

"Hi." (A/N: heartstopper moment ngl)

" How are you doing, want to go get some leftovers from the kitchen? I noticed you haven't eaten anything yet and that you are honestly pretty underweight Harry." Draco stated. I knew he was right. but I just couldn't shake the dreadful feeling that I honestly didn't deserve to eat... I knew it was most likely the trauma from all of the abuse and time spent at the Dursleys.

"You know what? Yeah, I would love some food right now."

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