Over Protective: A Drarry Fanfiction

Protect

"So.... Don't take this the wrong way but..... Are you two like....?" Ron trailed off turning to look at me sitting promptly on Harry's lap looking like a tiny kitten in desperate need of protection as Harry's arms are wrapped protectively around my waist. I gave Ron a questioning look unsure of what he was saying.

"No. We are not." Harry stated confidently and Ron nodded sitting down and going into a heated conversation with hermy about something.

"Uhm... Not what?" I whispered timidly to Harry. He just giggled at my slightly and kissed my cheek.

"Boyfriends." He joined Ron and hermy's conversation, leaving me sitting quietly on his lap.

"Wait! Did you say your name was Draco bloody Malfoy!?" Ron screeched after around ten minutes. I actually had yet to say anything to him. I don't tend to talk a lot... around people. Harry says I could out talk a pixie, though, but I only talk to him in which case I actually do never shut up.

"Yes. He is a Malfoy. If you have a problem, then you can leave. I am aware of the rumors behind his name and they couldn't be less true. His family is all very kind and caring and no one in this world is a better more loyal more caring more sensitive person then my dragon!" Harry snapped.

   It was true my father had been accused of being a death eater and many people believed these rumors which caused a lot of people to make snap judgements about me which more often then not ended with a little Harry ranting to our parents about how arrogant and cruel people could be especially to 'Such a sweet innocent kind boy' as Harry often said to the two sets of parents, both his and mine parents.

Ron just stared at Harry slightly alarmed by the outburst of the over protective boy. "I didn't mean any offense..."

"That may be true but you should think before you speak. The simplest thing that may mean nothing and just be innocent to you could really upset someone else!" Okay let's pause here. I know what you are all thinking 'jeez Harry he didn't mean anything by it you're over reacting' and where yes that is true there is actually a reason my big bad stag is so over protective. It's the reason neither of our parents have ever tried to reason or calm him down. The reason I am so quiet and timid. The reason some of the littlest things can be triggering to me. The reason my only friend is Harry.

"Sorry mate I didn't mean anything by it I'm sorry if upset you I've just never really heard the great-"

"Ronald! Shush!" Hermy spat warningly at him being able to see the pure fury I knew Harry was showing. I grabbed Harry's hand within my own and pulled it so it was hugging around my waist as I cuddled into him. I could feel him calm at my gentle touch.