Hurt (Drarry one shot BoyxBoy)

Hurt (Drarry one shot)

 A/N (just edited) None of the characters in this story belong to me (Although I wish they did :D) they belong to the amazing J.K Rowling. The cover is from Google images. 

This is my first time writing so I hope you enjoy. 

Warning: Angst. Boyxboy if you don’t like it then that is your problem. 

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'Why?' was the only question, the only word that left his perfect lips as I turned to walk away, his voice cracked as he spoke that three letter question. The pain clear in his voice as if I ripped his heart straight from his chest while it still beat.  

I thought of how I wanted to take the pain from him, how I wanted nothing more than to hold him close and stop the tears that I knew formed in his emerald eyes. I wanted to tell him I loved him and that I never wanted to let him go. But I knew that I must. I must do what was best for him and the rest of the wizarding world. I took a deep breath and pushed aside my thoughts trying to stop the tears that were threatening to fall. I couldn't look at him when I spoke, I couldn't look into his perfect jewels he has for eyes, because if I did I would never have been able to say what I said next.  

"Because Potter, as fun as this was, that was all it was, only a bit of fun and all fun must end sooner or later" I say those words wanting to take them back to tell him the truth.  

But I don’t I carry on walking toward the door of the abandoned classroom he had brought us to. My hand hovering over the door handle ready to leave so I can go down to the dungeons and relish in the memories we created together. Harry made a sound as he tried to hold back a sob. He sounded broken.  

The sound caused me to stop in my tracks and my breath to hitch in my throat, I turned around despite the protests from the back of my mind. 

I brought my eyes up to meet his, I see the tear stains that created tracks down his cheeks, his face contorted in a mask of pain and his eyes, Oh his beautiful eyes glistening with unshed tears pleading for me to take the words back. I keep my face free of the emotion that I am feeling inside. 

"So it was all a 'bit of fun' for you Draco? Is that all I was to you a bit of fun? Something to pass the time?” He asked daring me to answer him. He tried to keep his voice strong but cracked at the end. 

"Yes" was all I replied even though my mind was screaming at me to take the words back to wrap him in my arms and take away the pain. Harry stepped forward so he was only a few inches away. His five o'clock shadow clear for me to see and his warm breath tickling my lips causing butterflies to erupt in my stomach and my mind screaming at me to kiss his beautiful lips that my eyes kept landing on. I tried my hardest to look away, to focus on something behind him and to stop myself getting lost in thoughts of kissing those amazingly full ripe lips.  

"We both know that is a lie Draco. I love you and you love me. You told me you loved me." he said denial clear in his voice.  

"The only lie I told you Potter was that I said I love you." I hated myself for the pain that crossed his eyes  

"N...N...No Draco you don’t mean that. I know you don't mean that. I will prove you don't mean those words." with that he crashed his lips onto mine and started to kiss me passionately. It took all my will power not to kiss him back. I felt tears fall down his face and fall to the ground. He tried with all he had to try to get me to kiss him back but I restrained myself from doing so and I pushed him away. He landed like a broken heap on the floor tears falling freely from his eyes. I turned around again a tear falling from my eyes and dropping on the floor,the only tear I will let free in front of him, I open the door and went to leave. 

"Draco" He called brokenly "Draco please don't leave me I love you." Harry sobbed  

"Well sorry to disappoint you Potter but I harbour no feeling remotely resembling love towards you I only feel regret." I lied harshly hating myself I then left hastily walking down the empty corridor towards the dungeons 

"Draco don't go. Don't leave me Draco. Draco." he sobs so loudly I cover my ears to prevent myself from hearing his cries knowing I don't have it in me to stop myself from going to him. 

That night I cry myself to sleep knowing the reason I hurt Harry is so the wizarding and the muggle world were safe for if I stayed with Harry the Dark Lord would find out and use me to capture him and kill him and he was our only hope.

For months afterwards I kept thinking of Harry as Voldemort took over the wizarding world. I kept praying every night that he was safe while his pleas plagued my dreams every night making me re-live my torture but knowing it was my only chance. I never thought one day I would see him in my family manor in the arms of two snatchers with pain filling his eyes. The pain that I caused him those many months ago his body broken and battered but he still stood strong like the hero he was. 

My hero. 

My Gryffindor. 

My Harry. 

~Fin~

A/N: 

I hope you guys enjoyed it. There may be a few spelling mistakes so I am sorry for that. As I said this is my first story so please comment, vote, share whatever you want ;)