Draco's Veela Side (Drarry)

Chapter 23

The students boarded the Hogwarts express ready for nearly 2 months of rest from their magical year at Hogwarts.

All except Draco and Harry.
They boarded in a compartment with Ron and Hermione, and even they could tell that Malfoy was shaking in fear.

"What's wrong with him?" Ron whispered to Harry, who sighed and rolled his eyes.
"He's being a wuss. He reccons his dad will kill me-"

"You're going back to Malfoy Manor?" Hermione turned her attention to the petrified lad beside her best friend, "No offence or anything Draco, but your father has been working with the person who's tried to kill Harry. What if-"
"Okay, 'Mione, no need to make him feel worse!" Weasley hissed and she mumbled an apology.

Malfoy bit his lip, staring at his shoes.
"Shall we take your mind of it?" Harry asked, and Ronald stood up almost immediately.
"If that means what I think it means, then me and Hermione are out, thank you."

"Ronald, surely he didn't mean that!" Granger raised an eyebrow and glanced at Harry, "Right?"
"No! I mean, no, I didn't mean that-"
He was cut of by a groan in dissapointment from Draco, making him giggle, "What I meant was jokes or talking about something else or buying the whole trolly of sweets again!"

As if on cue, the witch with the trolly stopped at their compartment.
"Ron, shall we?" Potter smirked and Ron nodded eagerly before they both dived at the trolly, buying atleast two of everything.

"Greedy pigs," Hermione rolled her eyes, "Do you want anything, Draco?"

"No, thank you. I don't think I could eat-"
Interupting him, Harry bounced on his lap and grinned up at him.
"Want a chocolate frog? Or some Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans? What about Drooble's Best Blowing Gum? You'd love Cauldron Cakes or Licorice Wands! What about some Pumpkin Pasties, too?"

Draco had to clutch his stomach so he didn't puke at the terrible stench of all of their scents flowing in the same air.
"Hey, what's up?" The raven haired Gryffindor placed his food beside him and Draco, before turning back to the blond boy.
When the smell died down, he sighed in relief and smirked at his mate.

"The sky is what's up."
He opened his mouth to say something but closed it, sending the Slytherin a glare. But it didn't take long until the boy was back to his cheerful self again.

"Anyway," He beamed, "want a chocolate frog? You never know, you could just get me on the card!"

"Oh woah, I'll surely cherish it if I do." He muttered sarcastically, "And no thank you, I have other things to worry about then my gut."

"You should really stop worrying about your father," Harry whispered, "I'll always be there incase he tries anything."
"That's why I'm worried. Incase he tries it on you."

His grey eyes locked with the green ones that he loved, whilst Potter cupped his face in his hands and smiled.
"You are a strong and amazing man-"
"Boy." Ron put in, and Draco chuckled along with Harry.

"Yes, thank you Ronald," He playfully rolled his eyes and carry on, "Sorry, boy, and whatever you decide to do, I'll support you. I love you, Drakey."

"I love you too, princess." Fortunately there was nobody beside them, so Draco shot his wings and and gently pushed Potter with his nose in the neck, as if to encourage him to stroke them.
When he did so, he purred in delight.

Just as he did, Ginny walked in and her smile was wipped off her face.
"Harry?"

"Oh, hello, Ginny!" He smiled, stopping what he was doing and turning to face her. Malfoy whimpered and jabbed him in the back, making him bite back a yelp.