Drarry Oneshots [Short]

After he left

Warning : Angst but ends with fluff

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No One's POV

Draco needed a break. So that's the most adequate reason for his breakup with his lover. Harry Potter. Draco was upset to break up with Harry, and Harry hated how he was the reason for that. Actually, the reason was Lucious Malfoy. Draco didn't want to let Harry be humiliated by his father.

Harry had said him, they will find out a possible way. They will manage the problems together, as they were together, and that's what it all matters.

It was all Draco. He shouldn't have decided that soon. They could have spoke and made things clear. He knew they weren't perfect but he couldn't love anyone after him.

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Harry's POV

I entered the Great Hall, looking messier as always. I cried at night and overslept in the mornings. Everyone was dissapointed. Draco looked at me in sympathy. It was all my fault. Everything was going so clearly. Did Draco have to decide that quick to break up?

Maybe he has found interest in someone else, and lied to me saying it with his family? I will never know. I know I am selfish, but I do want Draco to be mine again. It just had been a month. But to me it had been 10 years without being in his arms, feeling his protecting arms, his little nothings in my ears. I miss him god damn too much!

"Hey mate, you doing alright?" Ron asked me, his face a clear expression of concern.

"I am, just tired." I replied yawning and locking my eyes with a certain blonde.

He smiled lightly and I stood there emotionless. His face dropped into a concerned one.

Hell it's easy to give those looks when you have left me. I wanted to scream at him, but kept quiet.

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Potions Class

Harry's POV

I was partnered with Draco again. Even teachers wanted us to get along. I never saw Draco being so stubborn. Just one word and his hands on my waist again and the quick little peck, and it would heal everything up. I couldn't hold it in.

"And uh, stir it for-" Draco was instructing me.

"Why Draco? Just why?" I spoke up. I held his hands and tears welled up in my eyes again. Not a moment when I go without crying.

"Harry I-" Draco managed to say.

"Draco if it's your father then- then I will hex him until- until he begs me to stop! I promise! But please don't do this to me! I-I swear I will do everything you say and never ever protest! Please don't leave me Draco, please.."

Draco hugged the shorter man tightly. I sobbed lightly in Draco's chest. It had been a while since I had smelled that broomstick polish, sour apples scent. 

"I am so fucking sorry Harry, I shouldn't have done that. I really was too stressed to figure out. I should never have done things this far." Draco kissed my hand and cletched me tightly, rubbing soothing circles around my back comfortingly.

"Rest Scarhead, you haven't for a while"

"Because you had left me."

"I will never again I promise" Draco kissed my forehead and I, closed my eyes to sleep.

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