When you see my truth (drarry fanfic)

Chapter 27. Draco's diary

-Harry's pov-

I'm doing it. Yes I'm doing it. It's for the sake of finding Draco. Whatever I might find I hope he forgives me.

I opened the book in the last written page.

I miss Harry so much. I know it's just for a while, but it really starts to hurt in my chest. But even though I miss him, I'm still afraid of meeting him. I can't keep Snape a secret forever. One day Harry will know what happened, and then... I don't want to think about it. Somehow it feels like I'm betraying Harry by Snape liking me. It feels like I'M doing something bad. I will probably be embarrassed if Harry found out but I can't figure out why. There's nothing to be ashamed of for me. I didn't do something bad, but yet, it feels weird.

I'm going to tell Harry. I can't keep it a secret that Snape, our potion teacher!, is in love with me.

I just stared at the book. Snape!? I knew it had something with Snape to do!!! But Snape being IN LOVE with Draco?!?! Unthinkable. Weird. I'm sure Snape has Draco, but what should I do? Should I go with this to Professor Dumbledore? No, he wouldn't believe me, I've already tried. Ron and Hermione? They would probably help, but it can be dangerous. I don't want to put them in a dangerous situation (I actually got really mad at Harry when he thought this way in the books, but it's the only reason I can come up with where Harry is leaving alone right now. Plus, it's like really Harryish.)

-Draco's pov-

It's boring up here. Snape has given me paper and a pen, but he's forbidden me to draw Harry, so now I'm just drawing scenery drawings and objects. I haven't decorated my room even though Snape has given me loads of magazines to choose furniture from. It just doesn't feel at home here, with or without furniture.

Snape visits me a couple of times a day. Sometimes he takes me downstairs and put me down in a sofa and just lies curled up with me in front of a fire. I usually don't say anything. What good would it do? He would only hex away my voice. The first time he did it I struggled with all my might, but he only hexed my body limb, so I stopped struggling. I just wish Harry would save me, or someone at least! I hated every minute here. It filled me with guilt watching Snapes pleading face while not being able to respond to his feelings. I've shown Snape as much of a stone face I can, but sometimes even he can tell how bad I find this place.

-Harry's pov-

So, I'm pretty sure Snape has Draco... But how do I save him? Where is he? Where is Snape?

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It's late in the evening and I know I shouldn't do this... But I have to. For Draco. I miss him so much I think I might go insane.

The hallways are as dark as usual at this hour. It's one o'clock and the castle is sleeping. I know the way to Dumbledore's office as good as to my own dorm.

It was easy enough getting here with the invisibility cloak. I said the password, and the statue started moving. My heart beat as I thought someone would hear the noise it was making, but no one came.

I hurried up the stairs into the office, as quiet as I can, hoping that Dumbledore was asleep and didn't pull a night over in the office.

I scrambled through the many books and papers, searching for the location of Snape. Drawer after drawer.

I froze. The door behind me opened. Two men stepped inside. It was Professor Dumbledore and Professor Blythe.

"Don't tell me that you also believe that nonsense about Professor Snape?" Dumbledore said.

"I know he's your friend, professor. But you have to see it from another perspective. Maybe he wasn't the man you thought he was. He is a skilled liar, he might just have kidnapped young Mr. Malfoy."

"I can assure you that he is in no way involved in this, Professor Snape is merely at home resting from all the teaching."

"Really? In the exact moment Mr. Malfoy disappeared? Wasn't Malfoy a very dear student to Professorn?"

"He is his god father! He wouldn't do that. No, he's resting in his new house in ...."

I heard it! Right there. Dumbledore said Snape's address. Now I just have to find the house, and I'll be a step closer to the maniac who dared lay hands on my Draco! Snape will pay for this!

I felt the rage bubbling up inside me. It all was in black and white. Snape could not have Draco. Draco was mine, and I don't fancy sharing. 

I went back to my dorm without any incidents, but couldn't sleep. Tomorrow I would escape to Hogsmeade and find a map, I would use my broom to fly to Snape's house. I don't care how far away it is, I'm going there.