A/N
5th June! Happy Birthday to my favourite drama queen, Draco Malfoy.
I dont know if I've previously mentioned a date in my writing; if so, ignore it. Pretend it's June in the AU."What?!" Sirius yelled.
"Some-some drunk driver crashed into the club and hit him," He sobbed, "He's fine. Just bruised a bit, should be awake in another three hours... He told me he loved me in french so that I couldn't understand it... He's got a tattoo of my lip ring on his abdomen, dad!" He fell onto the sofa and curled into a ball.
"You're never going to a party again." Sirius snapped, growling.
"Why?! It's not my fault! He's hurt, not me!"
"Exactly! If you weren't there, he could have escaped!"
It fell silent.
"So you agree that I'm a burden on everybody? That I'm a bad luck charm?" Harry asked quietly.
Black glared at the boy.
"I didn't say such a thing."
"It's okay, I know. I'm going to be out of his life soon, and I'll find my own place so you and Remus don't get hurt either. I'm tired of people dying or getting hurt because of me."
"It's his birthday tomorrow, you can't just drop him."
"Fifth of June already, huh?" He shook his head, "I'm going to stay with him until he's healed. Then I'll leave him. As for you two, I need to get my own place and then I'll be gone. Sorry it's taking so long-"
"Harry, you're not leaving any of us. I meant it as if you weren't at the party, he wouldn't have to try and protect anyone except his sister and they could have escaped."
"I know it's my fault." He muttered and sighed, "Everything's my fault. Everyone I love dies, and I don't want him dead." He began to shake his head violently as he cried, "I nearly kissed him again... I can't have him hurt."
"Harry, you're being silly. You aren't the reason they die. All because bad things happen to you, it doesn't make you the bad one. He needs you with him."
"I'm gonna go to bed." He mumbled.
As he got up, Sirius pulled him into a hug.
"I love you. Me, Father, your late Daddy and Mummy all love you. We love you so much, okay? Draco and Lyra love you... Narcissa and Lucius always text me saying how much they adore your company... He's alright, okay? He'll be alright. Don't blame yourself. I don't want you hurt, Harry." He mumbled.
Potter's chin wobbled.
"Lyra was so broken... She looked so broken and damaged and she was in hysterics. She wouldn't stop crying... Her heart broke, dad. I can't make her go through such a thing again. It's her twin brother..."
"And did she blame you even for a second? Did she tell you it was your fault?" He softly lifted up Harry's head and smiled at him.
"No. She yelled at me and said it was the driver's fault..."
"Well then. It's not like you strolled out onto the road infront of a car, did you? Draco... He's my little boy, too, you know. I don't want him hurt either. I want him safe and happy, just like I want you and Lyra to be. He was so brave doing such a thing. Make his birthday tomorrow a good day, okay?"
Harry laughed gently.
"Yeah... I told him I loved him in spanish and he lied saying he didnt know spanish. He said it back in french instead and told me he just said 'come on'." He rolled his eyes playfully as he sniffled, "I really love him. I've never seen him so pissed off."
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