Harry's POV
I needed to get away, so I left dinner and went to the shrieking shack. This was the first place I saw Sirius, where I found out the truth. The only family I had after my parents, though I never got to spend a lot of time with him. I don't know what Sirius would say if he was here, but i miss him and I don't think he would be on my side. I don't know why anyone would be on my side, what I did to Draco was disgusting, and absolutely horrible. I don't deserve forgiveness, if he ever talks to me again.
These thoughts were making me want to cut my own body, I mean no one would care and maybe it would help. I looked around for anything sharp. This urge to suddenly cut was too strong to ignore. I remembered I was a wizard and thought of something I could accio. Draco's razors!
Third person POV
"He's not here, Draco." Blaise said. Draco stormed through the dorm to find an empty room, like Blaise had said. He looked down at his wrist, he hadn't known if Harry had tried anything on his own body. He walked to the bathroom, in search of his razor blade stash, but it wasn't there.
"Shit!" Draco yelled and brought his hands up to his hair and pulled on it in frustration and worry. Either Harry had gotten rid or Draco's blades or he had stolen them...Draco had been hit directly in the face by realisation. He ran past Blaise and out of the common room, to the corridor. He didn't hear Blaise yell after him, telling him to wait. Draco was on a mission, but he didn't know where the mission was. He had no idea where to find Harry. But he was determined to find him, even if he didn't know what he was going to do, when he did find him
Draco was outside the girls abandoned bathroom when he stopped and leant against the wall, where the fuck do I find him, he thought. Draco sped to the first place that popped inside his head. The room of requirement.
Once he thought he was at the correct wall, he paced three times thinking of a room, anything about finding Harry. The door appeared and Draco rushed in. It was an empty black room, lit by a dim fire. There was a table in the middle with a folded piece of parchment with another little piece on top, with the words, 'I solemnly swear I am up to no good.' Draco picked up the paper, he was confused at first, but after a minute of blankness, he figured it out, it was a map. Draco saw that the map showed people's names, and where they were in the castle, he couldn't find Harry or himself. He looked and looked again, than checked once more. He didn't think this was much help, but the map only showed the castle, not outside the grounds. Draco wondered if Harry had apparated from Hogsmead or something. Than it hit him, the shrieking shack! Draco knew about the incident in third year, about serious. He also noticed Harry went there when he was upset. Stalking Harry for the couple of years really payed off. He stuffed the map in his pocket as he started towards the shack.
Draco reached the whomping willow and continued at a slow run, down the passage way. He passed dead rats, live rats and whole lot of spiders. He noticed the scratch marks on the walls of the passage way, and the beginning of the shack. Draco had thoughts and images in his head about what or who could've done that, from the stories he heard from his father, he had some sort of idea. There was a broken door in the frame, off it's hinges, Draco ducked under the door and looked around at the old, wooden, raggedy house. He walked slowly through the house, as if something was going to jump out at him. He cautiously walked up the stairs when he heard glass breaking.
"Draco?" Harry said from up the hall. Draco whipped around to find harry in the door way of a bathroom.
"Hey." Draco let out shakily when he noticed Harry's bloody hand. Harry saw that Draco had noticed and he hid it behind him.
"What are you doing, why are you here?" Harry asked taking a step towards Draco.
"I came to find you." Draco said pulling the map out of his pocket "it said you weren't in the castle and here was my first guess." Harry was now only a metre away from Draco and he reached out to grab the mad.
"How did you open it?" Harry asked running his finger over the introduction to the map.
"There was a note on it, in the room of requirement." Draco said, Harry nodded. Both boys were silent for a moment.
"I'm sorry Draco." Harry looked down at his feet, too ashamed to look Draco in the eye. Draco didn't see this a meaningful apology, like Harry didn't mean it, like Harry didn't care, he didn't know that Harry was just to regretful about his actions. Draco scoffed.
"You don't mean it!" Draco's words like daggers into Harry, the raven haired boy looked at Draco with tears in his eyes and gently grabbed Draco's hands.
"Yes I do Draco, I love yo-" Harry was cut off by Draco's anger. He pulled his hands out of Harry's grasp.
"No Harry, you don't. You didn't mean it, any of it, any of our relationship. You're so repulsed by me, you have to do this." Draco pulled up his sleeves to show the scars on the dark mark. "Don't say you love me, if you did you would've never touched this, this isn't loveable Harry," Draco said, gesturing to himself. "Not even you can love me, you tricked me into thinking it, but it wasn't real. You never cared. You're a liar and a selfish bastard, Harry." Draco yelled with tears flowing freely down his face, he turned to leave before Harry spoke. Draco's speech cut Harry, it was like someone stabbed him in the heart and poured lemon juice on him.
"Don't you dare say it was fake Draco! You can call me a liar and a selfish bastard, but you can't ever say I don't love you. That would be the biggest lie you ever told." Harry yelled back, tears too in his eyes. Draco stopped in the door way, his back still to Harry. Harry walked toward Draco.
"I regret what I did Draco, and I will for every day of my life. When I was in your body I couldn't handle it and I couldn't control the urge. I'm so so sorry Draco, I would take it back it I could." Harry wiped his eye. "Please don't say it I don't love you, Draco I love you with all my heart. I couldn't even go two days without you, that's how much I need you in my life." Draco turned around and grabbed Harry's bloody hand, he cleaned it up with a spell, but the blood kept coming from the other side. Draco flipped over Harry's arm and saw the blood stained lines on his shirt. Draco gasped in surprise.
"Harry" Draco complained as he delicately folded Harry's sleeve.
"Like I said, I couldn't go two days without you." Harry whispered. Draco pulled Harry in for a kiss, it was sloppy and wet, but exactly what both boys needed. Harry put his arms around Draco's shoulders and hugged him when they broke off the kiss.
"I'm sorry Harry," Draco said into Harry's shoulder. "I shouldn't have left you."
"Draco, you don't have to be sorry, I know why you were angry." Harry said.
"I love you Harry, don't forget that." Draco said and grabbed Harry's wrist.
"I love you too Draco." Harry voice muffled by Draco's chest, but his words were still heard.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up, you look awful." Draco tried to lighten the mood a bit
"Thanks." Harry said with sarcasm. The two boys held hands

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If I told you I loved you
Fanfiction~~Harry Potter fan fiction DRARRY~~ ~8th year Hogwarts~ Boyxboy, violence, explicit language Don't like it? Don't read it. simple, This story isn't as serious as others. It's my first story so I apologise if it's shit