⚠️mentions of ED⚠️
Draco's POV:
We remain cuddling for awhile until my mother walks around with cut up fruits for us. She placed them on the stool where she was sat before and pulled it towards me and Harry. >"Eat up you two!"< she said with a warm smile, she then ruffled my hair before walkinh upstairs to go and prepare a room or something like that.
I took a piece of fruit because I was pretty hungry anyway. I choose a slice of green apple and chew on it then look up to notice that Harry hadn't taken a piece but instead started to play with my hair. I ignore it for awhile, figuring he just wasn't all that hungry yet. But that was until I had already taken my 5th apple slice. ^"Harry?"^ •"hm?"• he answers back with a calm hum ^"aren't you gonna eat?..."^ he paused for a small second before answering quietly •"In a bit, yeah."• I didn't really believe that, so I sat up. ^"Harry- the fruit plate has been out for awhile and you haven't even looked at it..."^ he doesn't look me in the eye, instead he fiddles with his hands. •"I know- I'm just really not that hungry. I don't have an appetite after all of that."• I pause and lay back on him ^"did you maybe want some water?..."^ he shakes his head and we go back to silence. I'm not really sure what's going on through his head, but it's honestly concerning me.
Harry's POV:
I wanted to eat. I really did. But there was something physically blocking me from doing it. I was hungry, but the though of eating made me nauseous... it was a pain in the ass for me. Draco laying on my chest and stomach honestly made me feel worse, but I stayed quiet about it, deciding to not bring any fuss to it since he seemed comfortable. That's all that really mattered. His comfort.
If I looked at the food, I wanted to puke, if I though about food, I wanted to puke. Anything to do with food made me sick to the stomach. I hated this feeling. I tried to distract myself from it by playing with Dracos silky hair. I must admit, I'm impressed his hair isn't ruined from how much gel he used in 1st year. The thought made me smile softly. But the more I thought about Draco, the more I got pulled into why I'm here, which pulled me into how long I'm allowed to stay, which pulled me into thinking about Hermoine and Ron, which pulled me into thinking about the Weasleys, which pulled me into an endless loop of anxiety. I hadn't even noticed myself pulling Draco's hair tighter then before. But thankfully he stopped me before I could hurt him. ^"Harry?.. are you sure you're doing okay?"^ he asked me after placing a hand on mine. It takes me awhile to respond back to him since my mind was currently everywhere.
Draco sat back up and pulled me forward so I was sitting next to him. ^"Harry. What's going on..."^ he holds my hands and gives me a sincere and concerned look. •"n-nothing. My mind is just racing."• he kissed my forehead and sighed ^"I'd expect it too, especially after everything that has happened."^
☆OMG I FORGOT TO SAY THAT HARRY HAS A BANDAGE AROUND HIS BLUE EYE (his right eye under the original scar) I'M SO STUPID I'M SORRY!☆
Draco tucked my hair behind my ears. ^"you know you can also tell me stuff... right?"^ I nod. I know I can... but I can't. Not yet anyways. Draco stares at me for awhile then grabs a grape from the platter. ^"could ya try to eat this for me?"^ I stare at the grape and shake my head. ^"that's alright... just please promise to eat something..."^ I reply with a blank stare. That's honestly all I know how to reply with at the moment.
Draco and I sit next to eachother holding hands and just watching the fire place. We sit in a comfortable silence until Narcissa came down the stares. >"boys? I made a bed for you two- not sure if you're comfortable to sleep together yet, but if you aren't then I can just make another bed"< Draco looked at me for an answer, I nodded and he turned back to face his mother ^"No no, we're okay mother, Thank you!"^ She smilled and went back upstairs to presumably make her own bed. •"well, shall we go up to the bedroom? Whe you're ready ofcourse!"• Draco gives me a saddened look. ^"you still haven't eaten..."^ •"I'll eat in the morning okay?.."• ^"I'm holding you by that."^ Draco stood up, with my hand still in his, so I stood up with him, we walked up the stairs and to the bedroom. I got a little dizzy but didn't let that stop me. We continued on till we saw the bedroom. ^"Ladies first Pottah~"^ Draco said with a tease, I rolled my eyes and walked into the room. It was beautiful. Spacious, warm deep shades of brown and terracotta with some dark sage green. There was a book shelf with old books and relics. It was honestly gorgeous. And the bed was so big, it was bigger then one I had ever seen. (It was a double king sized bed.) I was in awe on how comfy it looked aswell. Draco followed in behind me, he seemed confused by my shocked expression. ^"Pottah? Are you alright?"^ •"it's huge..."• Draco snorted in laughter. ^"that's what she said."^ •"oh hush... I ment the room size-"• ^"eh. My room is bigger at the mansion."^ I gave him a wide eyed look. ^"you good?"^ •"my room at the Dursleys wasn't even half the size of this."• Draco looked concerned again. ^"but- you're 18? Surely they would've given you a decent sized room-"^ •"I mean it was decent- it fit a small bed a closet and a desk-"• he honestly looked shocked. •That was the room I had after the broom closet-• ^"that's harsh- but, let's lay down. I'm fucking tired-"^ I nod and let him lay down first, he pulled back the covers and patted the bed, inviting me next to him. I take off my robe and tie and lie down. He also takes off his tie noticing it was still on. I sigh and take off my glasses, placing them on the night stand. We're now both under the covers and quiet. I hadn't even noticed but I was on the very edge of the bed. Muscle memory and instinct I guess.
