Draco's Veela Side (Drarry)

Chapter 50

Draco's POV.
Luckily his vision came back a few moments later. By this time I was knelt beside him, hand on his head.
"Please leave." He muttered.
"No, Harry. I'm not giving up on you. You may have gave up on yourself but I love you too much to do so. Whether you love me back or not doesn't matter to me. If there's one thing I know about you, it's that you've never got what you deserved. So, I'll either make sure I keep you at Hogwarts or leave with you, so you never have to go back to those monsters." I lifted him up slightly, holding him so he sat up. With one hand on his back, I slipped my other under his legs and continued to lift him until I was carrying him bridal style.

"Draco, you can't do that for me." He replied, shivering as he nested his head into my chest. It felt good to be this close to him, even with the uncomfortable pressure his glasses placed upon me.
"I can and I will. You'll always be my first priority." I pecked his forehead before climbing onto my broom. Before kicking off, I sat him up infront off me.
"Hold on."
He did so, but he was still pretty weak so I wrapped an arm around his waist, another on the broom as we kicked off.

I arrived at the hospital wing and rested him down, where his arm was being treated.
I discussed with Mcgonagall and apparently he can't stay here for safety reasons. So, I'm going with him.
We're going to be sent home tomorrow. I sighed and sat beside his bed, where he was given medicine to stop the stinging pain.

"Hey, Harry." I whispered.
"Draco?"
"We're going to be sent home tomorrow."
"But I've got nowhere to go." Tears welled in his eyes and I laughed.
"It's a bit empty at Malfoy Manor. Just me and my mum now dad's been took to Azkaban."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"
"No, it's alright. He wasn't much of a father."
"But, Dray, we can't do that. I-I don't really think I'm much ready for a relationship after my coma." His voice turned quiet and my heart shattered.
"Y-you're breaking up with me?" I sounded like a fool, stammering.
"I love you, but I think it's better if I have time to work on myself first."

"Well, whatever you need, Potter. Different rooms at the Manor, then, I'll take it?"
"You're still letting me stay?!" I watched as he beamed and I nodded.
"Of course."
"Thank you, Drake."
I puckered my lips but he put his hand there.
"Not right now."
"Sorry."

☆☆☆☆
Two months Later

I had always wanted to kiss his precious lips as I watched him walk down the stairs and greet my mother as if it were his own.
Right now I looked a mess; my blond hair flying in all directions and my top hanging off my shoulders.
"Morning, Draco." He grinned and I smiled softly.
Truth was, I had never really stopped loving him.

I managed to find out I was bi, but it's no use whether I like females or not; My father had arranged for me to marry Astoria Greengrass and there isn't anyway I can stop that without putting my family in danger. By family I mean Harry and my mother.
Potter says I'm like his best friend, but I don't like it. I'm supposed to be his boyfriend.
"Narcissa, do you mind if I invite my boyfriend over?"
Wait, he's moved on? I glanced over, my heart breaking into even more pieces. I'm always cheerful if I spend time with that little scarhead, but when I remember that I probably won't ever taste his lips again or be able to call him mine, I just can't help but frown.

"Not at all! It's, er, Draco you have to worry about. He's like some type of over protective brother, dear!" She joked and I changed my stare to my feet. I watched as a pair of hands picked up my own.
"Draco?"
"What?" I avoided eye contact with him but he lifted my chin.
"Do you mind if I invite him?"
"Who is it?" I smiled half heartedly.
"Blaise."
"What?!" I pulled my hands away from him and stared at him in anger, letting my tears flow. He traded me for that son of a bitch? The one who beated me if I even spoke to Potter? What was going on?