Drarry Oneshots

Rebirthed Hope

Warning: mentions of panic attack, death and mental breakdown.

Harry Potter was dead. The words buzzed around Draco's head like angry bees. How could he be dead? Harry was the only way he could escape this. He felt his heart plummet, all those times he wished Potter to fall off his broom to his death smacked him in the face. How could he ever want Harry Potter dead? He felt tears threaten the back of his eyelids and his throat closing up. I can't do this. I can't do this please please please don't be dead. Please don't be dead. I need you alive. We all need you alive. Please...I need you. Don't be dead.

The dark lord stood there proudly, his face in a sickening grin. He called out for people to join him. He called out to Draco Malfoy.

Draco froze, his mother called out for him to join her, how could Draco choose between family and Potter? If he stayed here he might as well be homeless. If he left he might as well rott in Azkaban. His heart started to pump rapidly, his hands beginning to shake. The threat of tears now at breaking point. He took one small step forward and then faltered. He took one step back and then faltered again. Then his father spoke "Draco come here or you will be disowned"
Draco felt his heart plummet further still, was he willing to risk everything? He heard himself breathing quickly, he could hear his own mental walls breaking, breaking and the just as they were going to crumble the most miraculous thing happened. Harry Potter who had been laying limp by Hagrid rolled away from the half-giants arms and stood up wand in hand. Harry Potter was alive! Relief washed over Draco in a wave and then grief, humiliation and desperation followed in backwashes. He had chosen Potter. He had left his family. He had left everything. He was alone. Then the fight between the dark lord and Harry Potter really commenced and all the people standing outside were rushed into the Great hall. Dead bodies littered the ground, dead lifeless eyes lay unblinking, emotionless in their mangled owners bodies.

Draco fell to his knees, his life was a mess, he couldn't do this anymore. He tried holding back the tears. Malfoy's don't cry. But I'm not a Malfoy anymore... Then he broke. Everything came crashing down as he sobbed, the kind of sobbing where you can't breathe, the kind of sobbing where your tears won't relent and your heart won't stop aching. He had lost everything. Then the doors opened and Harry Potter walked in, his face bloody and his leg limping. Without a second thought Draco lept up and ran to Harry. He crashed into Harry giving him a bear hug, and clinging onto him like he was his last hope - that was the truth.
"You're not dead. You're not dead." Draco kept repeating while burying his head into Harry's shoulder.
Harry laughed slightly and then assured Draco he really was alive.
"I'm alive. Voldemorts dead. It's all over"
And that was all it took for Draco to break down again, this time though panic overtook and breathing became gasping. Fears became overwhelming. Sensing something was wrong, Harry helped to sit Draco down, all the signs showed a panic attack. Quick think. What should you do to make them hold their breath?

Then Harry kissed him, he held the pressure there for one, two, three, four, five, six and seven. Draco had stopped gasping and was taking more human breaths.
"Why did you do that?" Draco asked quietly.
"I read somewhere that it helps with panic attacks?"
"I...thank you Harry, I'm so sorry for ...everything. I wish I was brave like you to stand up to my parents" Draco confessed.
"Don't do that to yourself. You had no choice. Are you listening to me? You did nothing wrong" Harry said.
Draco stilled, he had finally stopped crying but was far from okay.

But then the Aurors came in, and started calling out for Draco Malfoy.
When they had found him slumped against the wall being talked to by Harry Potter they said "Draco Malfoy you are being arrested on suspicion of the murder of Albus Dumbledore."
Harry stood up quickly and defensively.
"He didn't kill Dumbledore Professor Snape did. I swear on my life, I saw it" Harry said blocking the way to Draco with his body - even if they had been enemies didn't mean he deserved this.
"I'm afraid one mans answer won't pardon him. Step aside" One of the Aurors commanded placing a warning hand on his wand.
Harry clenched his jaw but stood firm.
"If you don't move Mr. potter I will have to hex you"
Then just as the Auror pointed his wand at Harry Luna stepped forward and spoke. "Draco Malfoy stayed. When you-know-who commanded him over he stayed. He left his family and his life to stay on our side. I think that is proof enough that Draco Malfoy is innocent. After all why would someone guilty stay behind where they could be found?"
The Aurors paused but replied stubbornly. "He has the dark mark. He was there. He is under arrest"
But Harry shoved the Aurors and said with rage encasing his voice "A mark on your skin doesn't mean anything. It's a reminder of the past and that is all."
But the Aurors were having none of this, they stunned Harry and then pulling Draco up to his feet walked him briskly out, Draco looking terrified. When Harry had recovered he ran out to the hall, he ran up to where Draco was being walked and asked for one quick moment.
"Draco, I'll be there for your trial. I'll be there no matter what okay? Stay strong your innocent" and with that the Aurors apparated away.

Harry was true to his word, he turned up to the trial and even his mothers trial. Draco Malfoy got off on probation and Harry Potter was the one to pick him up and take him to Grimmauld place where he made sure he was okay. Ten years on and they had fallen in love, gotten married and now had two children. After all...love prevails.