Drarry; A Comfort Story

Chapter 1

(OML I wrote this so long ago 😭 I'm going to go through a whole process of editing it- hope you don't mind!)

Third Person POV

Harry Potter found himself in Moaning Myrtles bathroom, again.

Myrtle was no where to be found, however.

Harry was having another breakdown.

He wasn't sure why, but this happened often. Almost every morning at breakfast, or every evening at dinner, he would find himself leaving the Great Hall without eating, and running to Myrtle's bathroom. Hermione would always follow him (Ron would always be too busy eating) and comfort him.

Harry realized she wasn't anywhere to be found either.

Harry's POV

'Why am I even crying? I have no good reason.' I thought to myself, unconvincingly.

I realized, yet again, I was sobbing. My eyes were probably bloodshot, and I could feel my tear stained cheeks.

I have many reasons, actually. The Battle of Hogwarts, the Fallen Fifty, my past home life, and my crush, but life-long school rival, Draco Malfoy, probably hates me even more after the Battle.

I've loved him since 3rd year, I thought he looked his best then. That's not the reason, obviously, but, his hair looked so fluffy.. Off topic.

I continued to sob, unable to control myself. I still couldn't convince myself I had no reason to cry.

Then I heard the door open.

Of fucking course.

Draco's POV

I was sitting in the Great Hall peacefully eating dinner when I saw Harry Potter, my crush since 3rd year, but life long enemy since he rejected my hand in first year, run out of the Hall, again.

It always bothered me to see him in such a state. Though this wasn't the first time this has happened.

Granger always goes after him, but this time, she stayed at the Gryffindork table. She had a guilty look on her face, and she was talking to Weasley.

But he didn't seem to be paying any attention. He was eating. How does manage to stay so thin?

Anyway, since she didn't go out to comfort Potter, I went to go comfort him myself. As I passed, I heard Granger say something about how it was "Best to leave him be," and "Let him calm down on his own." She was obviously talking about Potter.

I went out of the Great Hall, and heard quiet, ongoing sobbing from Moaning Myrtle's bathroom. I went over to the door and pushed it open, and walked in.

Third Person POV

Draco walked in as Harry looked up, sobs slowing.

"Malfoy?" Harry asked in disbelief

"Pottah."

"What are you doing? Come to taunt me? Laugh at how weak I look? Well I would like to be left alone if that is the case." Harry snapped, defending himself, before anything was to be said.

"Potter, you aren't the only one who changed after the war. I mean, look at me, I got this stupid dark mark I never wanted, and I was forced to be a death eater, now Voldemort is dead and my father is in Azkaban." Draco tried to assure Harry he wasn't to hurt him, without saying it.

"You came here for a reason, what do you want?" Harry started to back down.

The room was silent for a moment as Draco looked around, and noticed that Harry was sitting close to the wall, but far enough that he could slip behind the still sobbing boy.

"Well?" Harry broke the silence out of curiosity.

'This is my chance.'

Draco strode over and sat behind Harry, snaking his arms around him, pulling him close into a cuddle.

Harry's face went bright scarlet. What was he supposed to do now? He had to hide his true feelings. How was he to do it? What should he say?

"Malfoy, what are you doing?" Harry tried to sound cool and collected, but inside, he was panicking.

"Suffocating you, what does it seem like?"

"Erm-"

"I'm comforting you Potter, obviously."

"Why?"

Draco just couldn't bare to tell Harry the truth. So he just settled with the quickest thing he could think of.

'Because I'm a gentleman."

"How did you know this was the way to comfort me?"

"You run here all the time, and I see Granger comfort you like this." He responded quickly.

Harry didn't dare ask Malfoy how he knew this, because the answer seemed pretty obvious to him.