Harry room a deep breath.
'Well... It all started with Voldemort killing my parents, giving me a scar and a part of himself.
Than, I was brought to my aunt and uncle, muggles, they-''Muggles!' Draco exclaims and he gasps. 'They made you live with muggles?!?'
'Yeah, they were, or are, horrible. They made me wear old clothes from my nephew, Dudley, who is trice as big and fat as me, and they made me sleep in a cupboard.'
'Salazar! You've already beaten me!'
Harry shakes his head.
'No, they didn't beat me up. But I also had no friends, I had to stay at home, cooking and doing chores. I barely got to eat.'
'When I got my Hogwarts letter, they did everything to keep me from reading it, but luckily I read one when they send me a thousand letters at once.
They called me a 'freak' for being a wizard.'
'Well, and you know the rest, just facing Voldemort in my first year after I saw my friend almost getting killed. Facing Voldemort again after battling a giant basilisk.
Discover my godfather is an escaped prisoner who was 12 years in azkaban for nothing. Getting put in a dangerous championship which could kill me and than facing Voldemort again and see him kill someone.
Dealing with unbridge, learning about Horcruxes and seeing how Dumbledore gets killed, learning how the man I loathed loved my mother, and dueling with Voldy some more, ya know, the usual.' Harry says and smirks. Draco chuckles and pecks him on his cheek.'How do you feel, after that round of self-pity?'
'Pretty good actually, feels nice to sum it up and knowing it all happened in the past, that it's not going to happen anymore, I can create new memories. Thanks mr. Psychologist.' Harry says and pecks Draco on his cheek in return.
'Glad I could help mr.Potter.' Draco says formally but he isn't able to stop the grin that spread across his face.
He pulls out of Harrys embrace and lays down on his back, looking at the sky above them, which is free from clouds.
Harry lays next to him and stares at the sky to, enjoying this moment, just the two of them.
Draco searches Harry's hand and entwines their fingers.
Harry's warm, firm grip gives him a nice feeling trough his whole body; something that tells him he is safe, that he doesn't have to worry about anything but Harry.
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