Teacherxstudent Harry is 24 and Draco is 18
Harry sat in his chair grading tests and homework watching over the people in detention, which was only one person. He was there every single week. It was Draco Malfoy, every teacher sends him to detention, he's an asshole. Never hands in his homework writes messages on his texts, uses his phone during class. In other words that one student everyone hates. Draco coughed which caused Harry to look up. "I have an assignment." Draco said. "about?" Harry asked. "it's for Mr. Snape." He said. "good, put it on my desk I'll hand it to him." Harry replied. Draco looked back down at the table. "what are you doing?" Harry asked. "nothing, the teacher ran out off stuff to give me." Draco replied. "okay." Harry said, he stood up and walked towards Draco. "why are you in detention this time?" Harry asked. "because I forgot my assignment." Draco replied. "again?" Harry asked. Draco nodded. "I don't really make assignments, because I have a shitty home situation, and working for school while your mother is yelling at you is just shit." Draco replied. "okay, do you want to talk about it?" Harry asked. "people always ask that, Mrs. Pomfrey asked me that yesterday, but Mr. Potter, do you believe that talking will be any help?" Draco asked. "maybe it could feel relieving?" Harry asked. "no, because I know that I have to go home tonight and everything will be the same as before I talked." Draco replied. "I didn't look at it from that point of view." Harry said. Draco looked up at him. "I hear teachers talk about you in a way I wish never existed Draco." Harry said. "I know." Draco said. "and I wanna help you." Harry said. "there is no way, I'm 18, I can move out." Draco said. "but there isn't a possibility?" Harry asked. "I don't have a job, or money." Draco replied. "okay, I understand, let's solve problem by problem shall we?" Harry asked. "are you a therapist?" Draco asked. "no, but I wanna help you." Harry replied. "thanks, but I'm helpless." Draco replied. "okay, let's do this, you stay here at school every day an hour longer and we make your homework together?" Harry asked. "really?" Draco asked. "yup." Harry replied. "that would be very helpful." Draco said. "you're welcome." Harry said. "what are you doing?" Draco eyed the desk. "grading." Harry replied. "but you're a gym teacher." Draco said. "yeah, but I also give English and French classes." Harry replied. "oh cool." Draco said. Harry turned around to go back to his desk. "you see, my mother always yells at me, because of god knows what reason and my dad hits me, a lot. I have bruises on my chest and back, I often think I deserve all of it, you know." Draco said. Harry turned back to him. "there was a time I cut myself." Tears rolled over his cheeks. "I've never been listened to in my life, like you do now." Draco said. Harry wiped away the tears. "I hate being like I am now, but getting two hours detention every Friday makes me happy, because I'm not at home, you don't bother me and your presence doesn't make me stressed out." Draco replied. "that's alright Draco." Harry wiped away another tear. "why do you think you deserve it?" Harry asked. "because I do, there is always a reason for everything." Draco replied. The door opened and Harry looked towards it. the principal stood in the doorway. "Mr. Dumbledore." Harry looked at him. "ah you're giving detention Harry." he said. "yeah I am." Harry replied. "well isn't surprising who it is." Dumbledore commented. "what do you need?" Harry asked politely. "oh yeah, your son is here." he said. "Jamie?" Harry asked. "yes, he's at my desk." Harry nodded. "I'll go pick him up."
When Harry walked back in Draco had his pen in pieces in front of him. "are you studying engineering?" Harry asked. "I was bored." Draco shoved the pieces of pen in his backpack. "are you married?" Draco asked. "I divorced." Harry replied. "oh I'm sorry." Draco said. "yeah that's alright." Harry said. "who's your son?" Draco asked. "James." Harry replied. "he's cute." Draco stood up and walked towards Harry. "how old is he?" Draco asked. "two." Harry replied. Draco smiled at the little boy. "how long were you married?" Draco asked. "three years." Harry said. Draco nodded and walked back towards his spot and picked up his bag. "thanks for listening, I'll try not to get detention again, see you Monday." Draco said. "okay, goodbye." Harry said.
