𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥 | DRACO MALFOY

comfortable silence

Harper Potter

I've never liked funerals or guilt or anything related to death. With time, you adjust and adapt.

There was a knock on my dorm while I was reading. I was supposed to be packing, but procrastinating at its finest.

I opened my door and the last person I thought it would be was there.

"Hi Harper," Draco softly spoke.

"Malfoy," I stated.

"Can I come in?" He asked politely.

"Who died?" I asked as a joke laughing at his state.

Draco didn't reply.

"Who died?" I asked again being more than serious this time.

"Harp um I'm so sorry, ... Sirius is dead," Draco told me.

"What?" I asked him not hearing him correctly.

"I heard my parents talking about it when I visited this weekend. He was killed in a fight against some death eaters."

"What did you just say?" I asked him again.

"Sirius. He's gone Harper," He repeated himself.

"No he's not. I would've heard it from someone else. Harry would've told me," I tried to reason.

"Would he?" Draco explained.

"It doesn't make sense. If you think this is funny it's not. You can stop playing now," I continued to speak in denial.

"He's dead and he's not coming back. A death eater used the killing curse on him," Draco explained further.

"Get out," I quickly spoke.

"Harper-"

"Get. Out," I spat at the boy.

"Alright I'll just be in the common room if you need me," He spoke.

He then left and closed the door behind him.

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Draco Malfoy

I closed the door behind me so gently. Scared if I closed it too loud or to quick it would shatter the delicate girl on the other side. I didn't go to the common room. I stayed right outside making sure no one came in or near her room.

I started to hear yelling and screaming. Then came the sobs. How I hated the sobs.

If I was enough for her maybe I could help her. Maybe I could hold her and be her person. But I was in no position whatsoever to be that person for her right now.

A lot of screaming came from her room. When I heard crashing noises I considered going in. I think she pushed her entire book cabinet down onto the floor. I didn't hear any screaming or sobs. It was just quiet.

The shock of what grief does to you can hurt more than grief itself. It had been about 30 minutes of noise and now for another 30 it was silent.

I knocked on her door. No response. I grabbed my key and a pen and pick-locked the door open.

"Harper?" I lowly called out for the girl. No response again. I continued to walk inside.

There was shit everywhere. I was right, she pushed her book cabinet. All her books were on the floor. She's really particular and OCD about her books.

She never let anyone touch them because Harper and I quote, "wanted to keep them as perfect as they are." For being such a carefree person that was her one rule.

There sitting on the edge of her balcony on the ledge and her back facing away from me was Harper.

"Harper?" I called out again hoping she'll process I'm here.

"Yeah?" She replied looking at me as if nothing had happened.

I quickly replied, "Do you want me to go I ca-"

"Please stay." She said with a plead in her words.

"Okay," I said walking up and right next to the girl. I pushed myself up and over the railing to sit there. I balanced myself before feeling comfortable.

"I'm not gonna jump if that's what you're wondering," The girl spoke next to me.

"Never said or thought you were," I replied to her statement.

"I spent most of my life with him. He raised me and taught me everything I know," Harper told me.

"I'm really sorry Harper. I know how important he was to you," I replied trying to comfort her.

"That's the thing, these past few months I've been so distracted I haven't talked to him. I don't even remember the last time I saw him. I-I can't remember our last conversation," Harper said with her voice breaking at the thought.

I honestly didn't know what to say. I've never been good at emotions or making people feel better.

"I just wish I could tell him I'm sorry and that I love him so much," She continued to say.

"He hears you," I said to her looking at the girl.

She didn't reply. She just had her soft smile and looked up at the stars with tears in her eyes. Her skin so radiant in the moonlight. The silence between us filled our hearts. They filled us with such such comfortable silence. Our minds filled with constant voices, but now right now in this moment. With each others warm presence, the world was silent.

____________ end of year 5 ____________

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Authors Note
TALK ABOUT A CHAPTER ALRIGHT. this one took me a little bit longer bc I wanted to phrase everything right. 403 readsss 🕺🕺🕺 love all of you so so much