31 Days of Drarry

Thunder and Lightning

 BOOM! The thunder clapped outside Harry's window, followed by a bright flash of lightning. BOOM! It sounded again, it's sound mixing in with the thousands of thick, heavy London raindrops that pelted and drenched everything in their paths.

 Harry lay wide awake in his bed, shivering and shaking even more with each loud boom from outside.

 Harry couldn't help that he didn't like thunderstorms. They reminded him of the nights when he was a child and his aunt and uncle would leave him outside during them. Or that they triggered horrid flashbacks from his years fighting in The Great Wizard War. It reminded him of the first time he came face-to-face with a dementor on the train to Hogwarts. He just didn't have anything good to associate with them.

 Harry was trembling and thinking so hard that he barely realized that someone was trying to talk to him. With bleary eyes form the tears he's trying to keep in, he turns his head to see his husband looking at him very concerned.

 "What?" He asks Draco.

 "I asked if you were ok, but you obviously aren't so don't even try to give me that "I'm fine" crap," Draco said as Harry opened his mouth to do just that.

 "I'll be fine," he said with a heavy sigh. He really didn't mean to wake Draco up, it was stupid. He had defeated the greatest dark wizard of all time, twice! And yet he quaked in hear of a little bad weather. Wow, he thought to himself, you really are pathetic.

 "You are perfectly fine to be scared of thunder storms, Harry," Draco said as if he could read Harry's mind. "There is nothing wrong with it."

 "Yes there is! I'm nearly thirty! I shouldn't get scared every time the weather goes bad." Harry exclaimed, hiding his face in shame.

 "Hey now, none of that," Draco cooed softly ,prying Harry's hands away from his face so they were looking at each other, or at least Draco was looking at Harry who was avoiding Draco's gaze.

 Putting his hand under Harry's chin and lifting up gently he said in a soft loving voice, "You have nothing to be ashamed of. Many witches and wizards would be the exact same, if not worse, if they had to go through what you've had to. You've handled everything so well, and I'm so proud of you. I love you just the way you are, all your flaws and fears included." He finished by planting a gentle kiss to Harry's lips.

 "Thanks Draco," Harry said. Even though he knew deep down inside that they were just words, they made him feel so much better.

 He snuggled closer to Draco, and let the sound of Draco's heartbeat drowned out the thunder. He closed his eyes and buried his face in Draco's chest, shutting out the world around him till the only thing the existed was him and Draco.

  Maybe with Draco around he could get used to thunderstorms. Or just get threw them with a bit more dignity than how he had just shown.

 The last thing he heard was Draco's soft chuckle and whisper of, "I love you," into his ear before drifted peacefully into sleep untouched by nightmares.

 Even though he hates when Harry is scared like this, nights like this were Draco's favorites. Falling asleep wrapped in Harry. Drifting off to a sleepy mumbled reply, "I love you, too." They're some of a best.

AUTHORS NOTE:

Sorry for the name confusion and stuff it was late when I uploaded and I was so tiered I messed up my own name! Like only me right! Well sorry fo dat

Keep it insane out there,

*hysterical laughter*

(Quote of the day: After every storm the sun will smile; for every problem there is a solution, and the soul's indefeasible duty is to be of good cheer.

William R. Alger)