Maybe I Hate The Way I Am

Ch 2 - Starting Over, Maybe?

TW: mention of burn scars

Harry's POV:
The following morning I waited patiently for any movement of Malfoy being awake. I want to make things right with him - correction need to make things right with him. I quietly sit on the edge of my bed as I listen closely. Finally I hear the footsteps of the slytherin, i hear the dresser open and close. After a while I hear his dorm room door open and shut again. That is my que. I walk out of my bedroom, accidentally slamming my door in the process and cut Malfoy off abruptly before he heads down the stairs.

"What do you want Potter?" He sneered.

"A truce." I replied calmly.

"Excuse me?"

"I said a truce, to put all the shit we have gone through behind us, and to start anew."

Malfoy seemed to pause a moment, as in thought.

"Start over? Potter do you know who you're talking to?"

"Yes, Malfoy. Now, about that truce."

Malfoy sighs.

"By this 'truce' do you mean by us being friends?" He seemed to whisper rasply.

"I suppose, but knowing who you are we don't have to be right away."

He sighed, "Fine." ... "But I doubt this'll last long." He thought.

I stuck out my hand in little excitement. He gave me a questioning look.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

He sighed once more as he shook my hand, "And I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Draco's POV:

I headed down the spiral staircase, having no sense of direction of where I was going, after all I was on my free period anyway. I was thinking and regretting all at once. I just agreed to be friends, hah, if even with Potter. Bloody Harry Potter. Why would he want to make things right with me? After all the horrible shit I did to him and his mates and he still wants to be friends. Has he always been this forgiving? Stupid noble Gryffindor. But it's not like it'll last. I'll end it soon. Why did I even agree in the first place. Malfoys and Potters don't get along.

I wondered up to the Astronomy Tower. I winced as I remember that night. I shudder. I walk over to the railing and lean against it. Looking out into the beautiful view, a sunset hitting the lake and reflecting onto the mountains.

I stared into the view for hours, I noticed I subconsciously sat on the rail, legs dangling into the open air. A very faint thought to jump. No, that's stupid Draco.

Just maybe.

Harry's POV:

I've been looking for Dr-Malfoy all period, we both have free period and he is no where to be seen. But then again he could be off in one of his hiding places. But that could be anywhere really. But then there might be this one spot I think he would go to...

Astronomy Tower

He wouldn't do anything stupid, I'm sure. He knows better than that. But still, I took a steady pace up the staircase to the top.

The sight of Draco sitting on the rail dangerously on the very edge, his legs dangling into the sunset, was a marvelous sight to be honest. But just to be safe, I decided to speak up.

As long as nothing bad or stupid happens, this should go fine.

"Malfoy.?"

He spun around with such urgency, probably startled. But I notice, he's still sitting, and if he let go of the railing..

"Malfoy no!" I yell as I rush forward to grab him before he fell.

His entire body was dangling off the edge now, just me grabbing his left arm with all my strength, what bothered me was how unfazed he was, I thought he would be scared, like how I was.

"Shit Potter what the fuck were you thinking? Sneaking up on me like that?" He rasped out.

"What was I thinking?! What the bloody hell were you thinking?! Sitting in the edge of a railing of a tower?!" I suddenly burst out, not thinking. I mentally face palmed myself.

Silence.

"Are you oka-"

"Shut up Potter, just let me go your not strong enough to pull me up."

"Are you insane?! I'm not letting you fall to your death you moron!"

"Potter. Let. Me. Go."

"No!"

"Someone's going to hear us stop yelling at me!" he hissed, "Okay okay pull me up just don't grip so hard like that my god!"

I took a deep breath. "Okay, sorry. Get ready-"

I grab his other arm quite harshly and pull up with all my strength.

Draco came toppling back over the rail and rolled onto the ground.

"Ah shit." He panted, rubbing his wrists in pain.

"Malfoy, bloody baron! I thought you knew better than to sit on a railing," I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah yeah, I know I know don't need to chastise me over it," he scowled at me.

"Right, sorry."

...

"So why are you up here Draco?"

"Excuse me?"

"Why..did you come up here?"

He sighed, "I'll explain later, and its Malfoy to you."

"Why not right no-"

"I said later Potter." He said as he began to stand up.

"You said something about me gripping you too hard, are you alright now?" I said, awkwardly.

He stopped abruptly, "Yeah."

"Okay," I said slowly, "Are you sure? You look shaken."

"It's not just like I fell off a tower, Potter." Draco rolled his eyes.

"Right, but do you mind if I check? Just so you don't have to go to Pomfrey or anything-"

"No."

"Why not?" I said, getting closer to him.

"Because I said so."

I rolled my eyes and started to roll up his sleeves while preparing my wand for a healing spell.

He hissed and hit my arm away.

"Malfoy what is wrong with you?!"

"Nothing! Okay?! Leave me alone Potter."

"Just let me help for once!"

"Okay! My bloody hell."

Draco unraveled his sleeves, but what caught my attention was what was on his left arm.

I stared, kind of confused.

On his left wrist and forearm, sit the dark mark, but covered a big burn mark, or scar I should say.

"Malfoy did you-"

"Tell a soul and I swear I will make sure you don't wake up tomorrow. Hear me?" He rasped harshly.

"Yes, I understand, but wha-"

"Shut. Your. Bloody. Piehole."

"Just what and why and-"

He sighed and rubbed his face solemnly.

"I-"

"Spit it out."

"I was scared, Potter."

A/N LITERALLY A CHAPTER REWRITE😭 (7-19-23)