Change In A Star's Alignment (Drarry)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Draco's POV:

Draco woke before Harry the next day and simply enjoyed the feeling of having his crush in his arms. As he woke fully, however, his thoughts turned serious. What should I do? He wondered, I know I should talk to Severus about this, but then Harry would never trust me again... 

He soon decided that he'd just have to somehow convince the raven-haired beauty to go to Sev himself... Easier thought than done...

He stopped in his pondering as he felt Harry stir in his arms. He watched with a slight smile on his face as the boy of his dreams slowly awoke.

"Hey," Draco said softly.

"Hi," Harry answered with a bright smile before it very suddenly disappeared.

"What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

"Fuck!" the other boy said, looking down at his chest to see that his scars were still visible. "Oh shit... I didn't... I can't believe I..."

Draco's heart sank a little at Harry's words, understanding immediately what it meant,

"You regret telling me, don't you?" he whispered, closing his eyes tightly.

Surprisingly, he felt two strong, though slightly shaking, hands rest on his face. He opened his eyes in shock to find that Harry's were staring intently back at him. He went to speak aloud but was stopped by a shake from Harry's head.

"I most definitely do not regret telling you." Harry said rather passionately, his green eyes bright with emotions that Draco couldn't quite discern, "It's just that it's so new to me, opening up, that I sort of panicked... I'm sorry..."

His heart warmed greatly at the Raven's words and he couldn't stop himself from reaching for the other boy's hands, which had fallen into his lap. He held on lightly and gave Harry's hands a quick squeeze while saying, "Don't be sorry for your emotions Harry, you've been through a lot and I shouldn't have gotten so upset. So I'm sorry."

Both boys then smiled brightly at each other for a few minutes longer before Harry suddenly jumped out of the bed as if just remembering something important.

"Wait!" Harry exclaimed, "It's only Tuesday! We are so late for class right now!"

"Calm down Harry," he said reassuringly, somewhat amused at the other boy's dishevelled state, "I figured we'd take the day off today because of last night."

"Oh, okay," Harry said, finally settling back onto the bed next to him.

Draco pulled the teen close and waited for Harry to relax completely before saying, "Harry, we need to talk for a minute."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked tensely.

He sighed to himself, rubbing circles soothingly on Harry's back. How do I get him to speak to Sev? He wondered.

"Look, I know this is probably the last thing you want to do but... I think you should go to see Severus..."

Immediately, the scarred teen was across the room, his glamours once again back in place.

"No" Harry said firmly, "Why would I do that?"

Right as Harry had left his embrace, all he wanted was to apologize and get that warmth and closeness back. However, he knew that he had to go through with this, no matter how long it would take for Harry to be close to him again.

"Harry, you need to go. Even if you only show him your scars and don't speak about them! They need to be looked at by a professional..." Seeing that Harry wasn't budging, he tried one last thing, "Please, Raven..." he whispered so quietly he wasn't even sure Harry had been able to hear.