Tumble (Drarry)

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Harry Potter

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Even after I fixed Malfoy's jaw, he didn't seem to be one for conversation.

I attempt to talk about anything and everything that wouldn't lead to any talk of his attempt to kill himself.

I may be emotionless, but I was definitely not heartless.

I imagine after everything he's been through, the last thing he would want to talk about was his failure in ending his treasured life.

So instead of talking about an untouchable and triggering subject, I speak of animals.

I tell him all about Ginny and I's dog. He doesn't seem to be too interested, but I can tell he's listening attentively.

"His name is Binx and he's quite large," I chuckle at the memories of the times Binx and I were both happy, "He's very fluffy which is nice, but it comes with the disadvantage of continuous shedding all over the wood flooring. Ginny doesn't like him being inside so I often have to make him stay outside, which is utter bullshit if you ask me." I laugh at my own joke.

I look over at Malfoy to see his reaction of my rambling, only to see that his stone cold eyes were filled with pools of tears. He sees me looking at him and quickly sputters out, "Go on."

I let out the breath I was holding in and continue talking of man's best friend. Of course, I want to ask him what's wrong, but I will try my best to stay in my lane and let him have his privacy.

"He's an old dog, but he has the spirit of a toddler. He's always jumping up on guests and playing with the neighborhood children. They love him to death. It's quite blissful to see such admiration and care in this life now-a-days."

Malfoy hums a response as tears trickle down his cheeks. Despite his current damp cheeks, he's grinning. "He sounds like a good friend." He mumbles through his sobs.

I feel awkward watching him cry. I've never seen him show any true emotions except for the fight in the prefects bathroom and the faithful day of Dumbledore's death. What's different from those times is the fact that he's happy crying. He's somehow laughing and sobbing at the same time. I'm not very good at comforting people, but I give my best attempt.

"Are you okay?"

He chokes back a sob and shakes his head.

"Not at all."

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A/N: I love dogs so much