The Broken And The Bruised

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*Draco POV*

'Harry, we need to talk.' Potter and I both looked up and saw Weasley standing in the open door. 'I don't have anything to say to you, Weasley.'

It was Saturday, and when I woke up this morning, I saw Potters green eyes looking up at me, his head still on my chest. His eyes were bright green again, no glint anymore. Weasley sighed.

'We can go somewhere a little more private, or we can talk here, with Malfoy listening to every word we say.' Potters eyes widened and he stood up. 'Fine.'

They exited the room. I continued reading, totally not trying to eavesdrop. Their conversation only lasted a few minutes, and I couldn't hear a word, even though they were shouting.

Potter barged into our dorm, slamming the door shut, and falling down on his bed with his head in his hands. 'Er- Are you alright?' He looked up.

'Perfectly fine,' he snapped. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. 'Sorry. Shouldn't have snapped at you.'

'It's fine.' He looked up and apologetically smiled. Smiled.

'You smiled...' His smile grew. 'Of course. You and Luna make me happy, so as long as I'm with one of you, I can smile.'

I felt a blush spreading on my cheeks. Damned feelings for Potter. 'I'm going to the library.'

'A'right, I'm going to hang out with Luna.' We both stood up and went our separate ways. Little did I know, something was about to happen.

~•~

Someone grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me inside an empty classroom. 'What the hell!' 'Shut up, Malfoy.'

The door closed and the lights flickered on. Weasley, Weaslette, Longbottom and Granger were standing in front of me. 'What spell did you use on Harry and what is the counter-curse?'

'Or what potion did you use and what's the antidote?' Longbottom butted in. 'Wha- I haven't done anything to Potter!' 'Yes you have! Or do I have to remind you?' Weasley growled.

He drew his wand and I realized mine was still in my dorm. 'Ron, isn't that going a little too far?'  'Hermione, you also want Harry back, do you? The real Harry, our Harry? Not this Harry.'

'Well, yeah, but-' 'But what?' 'Maybe- Maybe Malfoy really didn't do anything and is this Harry our Harry.'

Weasley groaned and punched me, splitting my bottom lip. 'The fuck, Weasley!' 'Tell us what you did!'

'Flipendo!' They all flew backwards. Harry walked up to me.

'Episkey. You alright?' I nodded. 'Thanks.'

*Harry POV*

I turned around. 'Really? Not accepting me for who I am is one thing, but attacking the person who makes me who I am is something different. Oh, and Weasley. I am not the one who changed, you changed. You all did. You guys used to be supportive.' With that, I grabbed Draco's arm and exited.

'Are you sure you're okay?' 'Yeah, but can I come and hang out with you and Lovegood?' I nodded.

We walked outside, to the Black Lake, where I told Luna we would meet. She was already waiting there, sitting under the willow tree. 'Hi Luna. I brought someone with me, I hope you don't mind?'

*Draco POV*

'Of course not, Harry, I'm not like them. Hello, Draco.' One habit of Luna Lovegood is that she calls everyone at their first name. 'Lovegood,' I just said, nodding.

'Come sit down, Harry. We haven't talked since the summer.' Potter smiled and laid down, his head in her lap. They started talking, her hands playing absently with his hair.

I just sat there, missing the entire conversation. I stared fixated at her hands and the smile on Potters face. Wishing it was me playing with his hair and making him smile like that.

~•~

We sat on the hill once again, watching the sunset. 'Potter..? Could you... tell me what happened between you and the Gryffindors..?' He froze, and for a moment I thought he was going to leave.

Then he sighed and laid down, looking up at the sky. I hesitated, then laid down beside him. 'You can trust me...'

'No.' 'What-?' 'I can't trust anyone anymore. Except for Luna.'

'Why Luna?' 'She was there for me when no one else was.' 'Potter. You can trust me, I'll prove it. I'll prove you I'm trustworthy, just please tell me. I want to be able to understand you.'

He was quiet for a moment, then he spoke in a very soft tone. 'I can't trust anyone anymore. Why? Because the one person I thought would never turn on me, turned on me. The one person I thought would never hurt me, hurt me. The one person I thought would never leave me, left me. So tell me, why should I trust anyone else?' His voice broke while he was talking.

I realized what situation he was in. He didn't trust me, because he was afraid of me doing something like that too. I reached out and rested his head on my chest, hugging him.

'I didn't know you felt like that... I promise I'll always be there for you. Are we friends now?' I could feel him smile against my chest. 'Yes. Thank you, Draco. And you know what? I think I might be able to trust you now.'

~•~

Harry entered our dorm, cheeks red and snowflakes in his hair. 'Where have you been?!' I semi-shouted. He flinched.

'Sorry. Didn't mean to startle you.' He smiled and putted some packages in his nightstand. The nightstand he kept locked under security spells.

'What's that?' 'Gifts, Draco. It's nearly Christmas. Luna and I went shopping.' 'So... you're staying at Hogwarts then?'

'Well- Yeah. It's not like I've somewhere else to be.' 'How 'bout Luna?' 'She's going home. Wants to spend time with her father.'

He seemed a little sad. 'I'll stay here. We can spend Christmas together.' His smile was back in an instant.

'That'd be nice, yes. Thank you.' I shrugged. 'Was planning to stay anyway. My family isn't exactly been happy with me since I came out as gay.'

He turned beetle red. 'Y- You're gay?' 'Yeah. Why?'

He shook his head, obviously trying to get rid of his blush. 'No, no reason at all. Just surprised, it's not like I've another reason to make sure.' 'Okay? Idiot.'