Suffocation

Chapter 22

"Harry." Draco called, he stood.
"Draco what are you doing?" Pansy exclaimed, Draco glared at her warningly, she went quiet, the entire hall was looking at him, Harry was listening. Draco went from his table towards the center of the hall. He knew what had happened in the medi-wing, Kovus was gone, taken by the minister.
"Harry you don't need to do this." Draco told him,
"Shove off Malfoy you'll only make it worse." Ron snarled, Draco sneered, but showing off his wolf teeth, Ron shrank. He looked back at Harry, and took a step forward,
"There are SO many people who care about you. They would never hurt you." Harry shed a few tears, "Your life isn't meaningless, you aren't weak, you aren't worthless."
"Not true." Harry told him,
"Just go sit down Malfoy, he won't listen to you." Hermione demanded,
"It is true." Draco continued, ignoring Hermione, "I bet everything that most of the people in this school combined wouldn't be able to survive what you have. If they did they wouldn't be sane anymore. But you your standing, with your mind intact and your heart still beating." Harry's shoulders sagged a bit, it was working, "Maybe you couldn't save your parents or stop Voldemort from rising. But you can save Sirius and you can save Kovus. I promise that if you just don't do this, you will. And I will help you." Harry stood there for a moment before jumping onto the balcony from the fence and running straight into Draco's arms. He began to sob, crying and repeating sorry over and over.
"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry, please don't leave me." he sobbed into Draco's chest, Draco brought them so they were sitting on the floor.
"Never." Harry placed his head on Draco's shoulders not paying any mind to the dumbfounded faces staring at them in shock. Remus tried to get close but Draco warned him off with a look. Draco looked at the bandages, as Harry cried letting out sixteen years worth of tears. The shock in the room turned to concern, worry and disbelief that The Chosen One was crying into the Malfoy Heir's shoulder. It was ten minutes before Draco dévidée to ask about th bandages.
"Why did you do that?" He said gesturing to Harry's wrists. Harry froze and fear began to surface. Draco held the boy tight, as more tears of fear formed, then Harry revealed what happened,
"Third time." Draco frowned, Third time? What did that mean. Then like a stunning spell it hit him. And anger began to rage within him. Who dared rape his mate.
"Who?" Anger clear in his voice, the people standing nearest him began to shuffle away. Harry muttered, quietly enough so no one else heard him.
"Diggory."

Now I am still writing Cedric's demise but it's not finished. But as soon as it is it shall be published.