⚠️ angsty + mentions of ED
Dracos POV:
My mother laughed loudly as did Harry as I kept my face buried in Harry's chest. Even though through the heat, my blush was giving off, I could still feel the temperature Harrys semi cold chest. Now, the temp isn't what scared me. It was how I could feel his bones. And it's not like that genetics type of bones through skin, it's one that is paired with a thin ass waiste and stomach, that isn't really considered normal on a male. Especially considering how large of a family he was in, (talking about how fat Vernon and Dudley were) you'd consider him being well fed. The more I thought about his ribs and body type, the more detached from the current situation I became, that was atleast until my mother patted my back and chuckled as she left. >"I'm gonna fetch up a snack for you two boys, you must be famished after everything, considering you skipped breakfast again Draco."< I quickly bring my head up to see my mother walking away, then looked back to see Harry giving me a sympathetic look, one mixed with high concern and sorryful looks. Almost like he had done the same, and didn't want the case to be like that for me.
Once my mother was out of sight, Hary dropped his head down the best he could to be level with mine. •"what does she mean. Again?."• he whispered to make sure I wasn't uncomfortable with bringing up the mannor. I pause. ^"I uh-.."^ shit. I was choking on my words. ^"look-. Fuck- uh..."^ I looked up again to see the same face he was giving me just a second ago. •"skipping meals?..."• I swallow hard. •"I don't care if we just- semi declared ourselfs- you can tell me anything."• He was being so genuine to me. I was so hesitant. I didn't know what to say. My mind was blank. Blank until Harry pulled me ontop of him and held me close. •"just say it... it's better to get it off your chest. Right?."• I sigh and let myself relax. ^"y-yeah... right..."^ •"take your time."• I breathe out heavily, almost like another sigh but longer. ^"I haven't really been eating much. I guess the whole... death eater mark and huge war between you and you-know-who and..."^ I pause, but end up growing a pair and saying it anyways. Harry was being patient, I didn't want to waist his time and it was heavy on my chest anyways. "And between me and my father. It's kind of muffled my brain into a mushy fog of distant thoughts..."^ I take yet another pause and stare off into the distance. I then feel Harry pulling me in closer and kissing the top of my head. •"feel better?..."• he asks in a soft and sincere tone, one that you'd hear from a parent, or a therapist or. Oh I don't know. All i knew is that he actually did care. ^"Yeah..."^ I sink more into his hug, which he responds in holding me tighter.
Narcissas POV:
I heard the whole conversation. Draco had already told me that he felt numb. But now knowing that he had told Harry, it made me feel happy that he had actually found someone to talk to... I couldn't be more proud of him to tell someone other than myself or his owl, ofcourse, I always will be here when he needs to talk anyway. But also proud that Harry was calm and patient with my son. Harry had always shown a slight care for Draco, or as I've noticed through the countless story's Draco had told me about the boy. I couldn't be happier that the chosen one was with the one who didn't have a choice... I icked at myself for using those labels on them. I more like, my two new sons.
I peek around the corner to see Harry holding Draco tightly and Draco being the most relaxed I've ever seen him in years. He looked so happy just being there. Even though his expression was sore from what he just confessed, he seemed more comfortable in a way. I was happy for him. Harry was happy for him.
