Draco's Veela Side (Drarry)

People change P1- AU

Muggle AU
"Vampire boy!" Harry Potter, the biggest bully there, yelled. He whistled as Draco walked by, feeling uncomfortable and covering his pale face away from the horrible names as he took a seat in the Great Food Hall in his university.

"I don't even think he eats garlic." Ron spoke, causing Malfoy to bite his lip. Of course he ate garlic! Vampires don't exist except for in movies.

"Obviously, vampires can't eat that." Hermione informed with a scoff, "Do you reccon he'll suck our blood though?"

"Probably suck mine and Ronald's dick, the gay vampire." Harry chuckled and Draco ran. He sprinted away from the food, he hadn't eaten in ages due to the bullying; he prefered to starve than hear the names he was attacked with.

As he came to a stop outside the hall, he got into a corner and felt tears trickle down his cheeks. Nobody except Blaise cared for him there, and he knew no professors would leave the hall anytime soon, so he didn't worry about crying in the open. The pale boy had lost all care, the names would only get worse.

While slipping his back down the wall and taking a seat, he brought his knees to his chest and cried into his hands. This was his life. The life he had to suffer through every day. Yeah, not as good as it seems.

A few minutes later, he was still crying when he heard a voice. It was soft, though attempting to be rough, and it immediately suprised him at the bell it rang in his brain.

"Why the hell are you crying?" Harry tried to sneer, but couldn't bring himself to do it; Draco was too vulnerable to knock down.

"Why the hell do you care about me? Vampire boy!" He shot back, tears in his eyes.
"I-I don't!" Potter's cheeks flushed red and he scowled, "Just don't like when people cry."

"Because they show emotion? Because they're weak and you know you are to blame? Well I don't particulary enjoy crying, either!" He stood up and wipped his eyes, shaking his head, "You wanna say something? You wanna hit me? Go ahead. I'll let you."
He whispered, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath.

"How is it my fault? And I don't strike people when they're down-"
"You don't? I've been down all this bloody time and it's thanks to you! I'm a pale, gay vampire boy. Oh no, Draco, don't go outside, it's sunny! You think I chose my skin colour or my hair colour? I'm a human being and there's nothing wrong with any of this! What's wrong with liking dick as well as having one?! I'm not a vampire!" He shrieked and then broke down, "I don't even know why I'm still here..."

"I-I- ugh!" The tanned boy groaned at the pang of guilt he felt, and knelt infront of the boy who had sat back down and began to sob again, "I'm not good with apologies, okay? I don't even have anything against you, it's just..."

"What?" He asked, biting his lip and whimpering, "I'm ugly right?"

"No, no, just... Since my parents died, I coped with it like this... It's bad, I know, and I guess I'm sorry. Really. I would say too bad to you, but I- you deserve more. I shouldn't be so evil to people but I can't help it. I can't, I'm sorry." Harry was trembling in frustration, "I-I'm crazy and pathetic, I know, I-I'm sorry, and I know you don't care about what I have to say. I actually like your hair, it's neater than mine," He pulled at his messy curls and Draco smiled slightly, blushing, "And I don't care if you like dick. I like dick too! I know you probably don't understand but... you would if I told you why they died, but I don't wanna waste your time, I mean your big bad bully suddenly apologising is a shocker enough-"

"If you're okay with saying, I wanna know." Malfoy had sat up and his tears had stopped, though his eyes still red and puffy.

"I'm a bully because my p-parents, they-" He choked back a whimper and tears began to race down his soft cheeks, "They comitted suicide when I was a new born... Well, my father did because he was always called an ugly freak, everybody said he couldn't have a kid because he was unloved and worthless, they bullied him for his crazy, messy hair-"
"Which you've inherited. I think it's quite nice." Draco interupted quietly, "It's okay to cry. What happened to your mother?"