Harry Potter Oneshots

Draco Malfoy-Superhero

Tears sprang from my eyes and flew down my cheeks profusely as I ran, far, far, away from him. I couldn't take it, it was too hard, how had it broken down so quickly? It felt almost pathetic at how fragile our relationship was that even from one little mistake, it fell apart.

Sixth year was the best of the worst, I was in a relationship with my crush, Anthony Goldstein, until it just suddenly fell like a glass masterpiece. It was like a strike right to the core of my heart, I was in love with him, and he wasn't as committed as me. My Gryffindor bravery just suddenly failed me, and I couldn't do much than just stare in horror, until flight took action and I just suddenly sprinted with the energy of a bullet. Anthony was shocked, before running after me, and he still was, I could hear the pounding of his footsteps.

"Wait darling! Please wait, I want to talk." He yelled. How could he? Even after we broke up, he's still calling me darling, the soreness of the wound increased, and I almost doubled over from the pain and stopped running. But I was persistent on get away from him.

"Hey mudblood!" Only when I heard an arrogant voice that was filled with disdain did I stop, I had the urge to retort like I usually did but I felt weak. I gazed at a platinum blonde with tear-streaked cheeks and crystalline water droplets in my eyes on the verge of breaking through. I knew it was none other than Draco Malfoy, but I wasn't in the mood to defend myself from his insults.

When I gazed at his face, he had a cocky smirk on his face, but it disappeared in an instant when his stared at my face. I felt tired and fatigue was going through me, so when I heard the pounding footsteps coming closer, I panicked. I started sprinting again, but not that fast. No doubt I was going to get caught. I tried to swerve around to get to my common room, but I lost my sense of direction.

Pausing, I heard the footsteps come closer with a louder thump following each of it. I wanted to collapse when I felt a jerk and someone holding onto me tightly, and my knees buckled up which caused me to lean on my savior. I buried my head into the robes of the said person and clutched them with tight fists, willing myself to suppress the swelling sadness in me so I could look decent. I hated that I looked so weak and pathetic, but I felt like I've lost my need to fight. I shivered when I felt a hand rub my back reassuringly which provoked more tears to come, how come this person was giving me such pity? I didn't want it, I didn't want such pity, I wasn't weak, but my Gryffindor bravery seemed to have shattered. So was I considered weak? I don't know.

"Are you ok?" I stifled a gasp and my sadness turned into fueled anger.

"What do you think you're doing?" I shrieked and pushed the latter away. He stumbled and raised an eyebrow at me.

"Saving you from a prat." Malfoy quipped obviously. "I would think you'd be less impudent." He drawled smugly.

"For you, I'd think you're being imperious. So as much as I'd like my due respect. You're too pretentious to actually give it." I snapped, miffed by his sudden nerve to say that. I scowled at him, daring him to retaliate from my blow.

"You're right, I'm sorry." Malfoy admitted. I internally stopped, surprised from his sudden admittance, after all it wasn't quotidian for a Malfoy to accept his wrongdoing to a muggleborn. All their blood lunacy told them otherwise. But I kept my scowl and brushed it off as if it were a trifle.

"Right like a believe that." I remarked wryly, rolling my eyes in the process, someone who believed that had to be a gormless git. Staring him with challenge in my eyes, Malfoy looked down at me with, love?

"Why were you crying?" Malfoy demanded, frowning at my tear streaked cheeks.

I scowled at him and scoffed, "Why do you want to know?" This git has no right to dig in my personal business.
"Because I care about you." Malfoy spoke coolly and I, in return, had to suppress the urge to laugh at his remark.

"That's a load of rubbish. If you care about me Mr. Draco I-Don't-Know-Your-Middle-Name Malfoy, then how come you torment me, cast spells on me, call me 'mudblood,' laugh at me, the list goes on and on." I quipped, smirking cockily at the taller platinum blonde Slytherin.

"Because," Malfoy suddenly pulled me closer to him so I could see every detail of his stormy silver orbed eyes making me blush from the close proximity. "You would get hurt by the Gryffindors and Slytherins, and I don't want that. You have no idea how much you mean to me. Now let's try this again, why were you crying?" Malfoy spoke calmly with an even tone, and I felt scared in front of him for the first time. I wouldn't admit it to anyone, but I had a tiny crush on Malfoy which was most likely from his charisma, and it hurts me like a scratch every time his mouth opens for a disdainful quip. But at this moment, that part of me was freaking out like crazy from so many things, good and bad.

Malfoy's fierce gaze on my kept me from opening my mouth, and I felt fear creep at the back of my throat. I whimpered and recoiled a bit from his gaze. He wanted to know what made me cry, which made everything worse. What had happened approximately ten minutes ago hurt too much to talk about. Not that I could anyways. "What's the matter?" Malfoy cooed softly, his gaze turning warm.

Tears filled my eyes once again, warm and heartfelt ones, and I wanted to fall. I was afraid and scared though, scared to fall, scared to be knocked down, scared to let go of my protection. "It hurts." I whispered, "It hurts so much. It's too much." I felt a pain so unbearable, I wanted to scream, it was too much. I started sobbing, and lunged on Malfoy, grasping onto him tightly like he was my lifeline. He froze from my sudden movement, but reciprocated my hug and wrapped his arms around me tightly, comforting me.

"I'll take the pain away. I'll protect you, and carry you away from it, I'll be by your side forever, but just tell me what happened." Malfoy spoke with comforting warmth, and it warmed me up.

"Promise?" I said meekly.

"Promise.

And it all fell out of me like a waterfall.

A/N: Hello non-existent readers (so I should probably say hello me), this is my first of hopefully many more. And I'll admit, it's bad, and I'm sorry about it so I'll try to make it more realistic if it were reality (cuz this wouldn't happen since reality is horrible).

I'll try not to disappoint and all I hope for is to give me a chance and lots of feedback (and maybe a wand but we can talk about it later). Thanks for checking out this book!

BTW: The title is a song, this story is based off of a song. I do not own the song, it's called "Superhero" by Ross Lynch and all rights of the song go the Austin and Ally Crew.