Drarry One Shots

Harry Fucking Potter

A/N ~ This story may be triggering, it does involve self harm and attempted suicide. I in no way support mental illnesses in any way. All characters belong to JK Rowling. Enjoy :)

It was Christmas break and Draco hadn't gone home because he had been arguing with his father and didn't want to get into the whole death eater thing again. Not many people stayed at Hogwarts during the holidays, he was looking forward to having some alone time. He was hoping however, that Harry hadn't gone home for the holidays or to the Weasley's. He had a massive crush on him since forever, he could never admit it, but if Harry was here... he was planning on telling him.

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Harry had in fact stayed back, and for similar reasons to Draco, he was tired of being the Dursley's live in slave and Dudley's personal punching bag. He had finally gotten a room there but he was locked there most days, and when he came out it was to do chores or be abused in any other way. No one knew of this abuse other than Harry and the abusers, not even Ron and Hermione knew. No one knew how depressed he had become either. Ron and Hermione were off in their little "La-De-Da. We are in love" land. Draco, his crush, hated him. No one took two damn seconds to give a shit about "the boy who lived". Harry was standing in the tower where Dumbledore had fallen. Honesty, he was debating jumping himself.
"Would anyone even care" Harry thought to himself. "Ron and Hermione would get over it. Draco hates me. Dumbledore is dead, Sirius is dead. Hagrid might care. Ginny definitely would. God. Why can't she take a fucking hint! I don't like her!!" Harry kept thinking and was seriously considering jumping. "Everyone would get over it quick enough." Just as Harry was about to jump...
"Harry Fucking Potter!! What the fuck are you doing?!" He heard someone yell and yank him back...

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Draco was mindlessly wandering the castle, he began climbing the steps to the tower. He came here to think, Dumbledore died here... it was calming, as weird as it sounds.
"Harry didn't stay back... he is probably fucking Ginny right now." He slammed his hand against the wall in anger just at the thought of that happening "why the fuck would he date her? What's so good about her? What? That she's a girl? That she's a Weasley. Maybe that she is nice to him. God. Harry probably thinks I hate him. I don't hate him... I love him..." Draco began to sob, he sat down on the stairs with his head in his hands and cried for about 5 minutes. After he calmed down a little bit, he got up and walked into the small room only to see a silhouette standing in the window, he saw a head with black, wavy hair, hair that he'd recognize from miles away... Harry. Just as he realized who it was, he saw that Harry looked like he was going to jump. "No. Fuck no. You aren't going to die..." Draco thought as he ran forward yelling "Harry Fucking Potter! What the fuck are you doing?!" And grabbing his arm and yanking him back.

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They both fell backwards onto the floor, Harry on top of Draco.
"What the fuck Malfoy?!" Harry yelled
"What the fuck me?? What the fuck you?? Were you going to jump?!" Draco yelled back as Harry pushed himself off
Draco.
"What do you care?!" Harry yelled back.
"Cause you can't just fucking kill you self!"
"What does it matter to you?! You fucking hate me! No one would even miss me!!" Harry yelled, and started to cry
"Ron would, Hermione would, I would... Hell, Ginny definitely would." Draco said, slightly annoyed at her name. All he wanted to do was hug Harry.
"Fuck off with Ginny!!!" Harry yelled suddenly really angry
"Wow. I'm sorry!" Draco said putting his hands up.
"She doesn't know anything, she thinks I love her. I've told her I don't. She doesn't fucking listen." Harry sobbed and fell down and curled up bringing his head to his knees.
"Harry. I'm sorry." Draco said sitting on his knees next to Harry
"For what? For being an asshole for the past 7 years. I get the enough at home!" Harry yelled, instantly regretting saying something about his home, if you could even call it that.
"Yes I am sorry for that. So very, very sorry. I wish I could take that all back and start over. I'm sorry that I never told you how I really feel. I'm sorry that I never realized how much you were hurting. I'm sorry that I..." he was cut off by Harry sitting his head up, looking confused with red, puffy eyes and saying...
"Wait. What? How you really feel? How do you really feel?" Harry said still crying, but less than before. Draco took a deep breath, moved closer to Harry, sat with his legs crossed... took another deep breath and said...
"I like you Harry. Well not like. I... I love you Harry." Draco said, heart beating 10 thousand times per second. "And I get it if you don't feel the same. I mean..." he was cut off by Harry speaking.
"Why didn't you say something sooner?" Harry said still looking down and crying.
"I was scared. I'm still scared. You still haven't said if you feel the same way..." Draco said, almost crying himself now.
"I've been waiting for years to hear you say that.." Harry said, looking up at Draco and smiling. Draco smiled too and opened his arms, wordlessly asking Harry for a hug and he gladly accepted. Harry sat in Draco's lap being held by him for what felt like hours and he could stay like that forever.
"Were you going to jump?" Draco asked
"Yes. Actually right as you pulled me back. I was just about to..." Harry replied
"Why?"
"Lots of things.. it would take forever to explain..."
"I have time." Draco said and Harry proceeded to tell him everything, abuse and all. Everything.
"Harry. I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"No one does. Except you. Please keep it that way."
"Alright." Draco said and hugged him tighter. Harry lifted his arm up to fix his glasses and his sleeve fell down slightly revealing cuts all over his arm. Horizontal, vertical, diagonal, words. There were hundreds. Fresh ones it seemed too..
"Harry..." Draco said, grabbing his arm, pushing both of his sleeves up, seeing that both arms were covered. "Never do this again. Please..." Draco said, as he began to cry. Harry pulled his arms back from Draco and hugged him.
"I'm sorry.. I won't. I'll try." Harry said
"Never again..." Draco said.
"Okay. Only if you kiss me." Harry said,
Draco grabbed Harry and pulled him into a kiss, long, passionate kiss. You can probably guess what happens after that (*cough cough* sex)

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Harry held up his promise. He never cut again. They were married 4 years after this all happened. They raised 5 kids, Albus, Lily, James, Scorpius, and Fred. All 5 went to Hogwarts as a mix of Slytherin and Gryffindor, Harry passed away at age 87 and Draco died 7 months later, also 87.