His Eyes (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Chapter 1

It is currently lunch time at Hogwarts. I am sitting with my best friends, as usual; Ron, Harry, and Hermione. Ron is like a big brother to me, and Hermione is my best friend. Harry, however, has been acting really strange around me lately. Hermione says Harry likes me, more than a friend, and I have always thought he was cute. However, I've always had my eyes on a different boy. Since the moment I met him, although I'd die before I'd tell my friends. They just don't see him like I do, but I don't really blame them. I think about Harry and how sweet he is to me. I imagine what it would be like to give him a chance. However my thoughts can't stay focused on Harry. They wander to him. They always do. I'm half paying attention to what the others are talking about, something about Ron's ex girlfriend, Lavendar, and about the night they broke up. Then Hermione whispers something about Katy Bell. My thoughts are interrupted when Harry gets up from beside me. He walks over to Katy and starts talking to her. Although I can't hear what they are saying, I have a good idea. He's asking her who had cursed her. Then I see him turn around and look at someone on the other side of me. I turn to see who, and I see him. Draco Malfoy. He looks very distraught, almost in tears. He looks back at Harry, then at everyone in the dining hall. He makes brief eye contact with me before turning around and walking out the door. I turn again to see Harry following him. He looks enraged. I get up and stand in his way, and he looks down at me confused. "Harry, stop. You're angry right now. This is a bad idea. It isn't worth it." "She's right, Harry." Hermione backs me up. "But . . ." I cut him off, placing my hand on his cheek and he looks into my eyes. "Please Harry." I say again, as sincere as I can manage. He hesitates, but sits back down. I start to walk out the door when Harry grabs my hand. "Where are you going?" I turn to look at him and quickly think up a lie. "To the bathroom, is that alright with you?" I say jokingly. He lets my hand go, and I walk out. I don't like lying to Harry, or any of them, but I knew they'd stop me if I told them the truth. I pull out Harry's map that I'd snatched from him earlier. I take out my wand and tap it whispering "I solemnly swear I am up to no good". The map comes to life and I search for a specific name. Draco Malfoy. I find it, seeing he is just standing in the boys bathroom that is nearest to the dining hall. "Mischief managed" I whisper and tap the map once more as its contents disapear before putting it back into my robe. I head for the bathroom.

I walk in as quietly as I can, and I hear what sounds like soft sobs. I walk in further to see a sight that tears me up inside; Draco Malfoy standing in front of the mirror, sobbing. Then I see him tense up and reach for his wand. He must see me in the mirror. He turns and tries to hex me, but I jump against the wall before he can hit me. "Please, I only want to talk". He doesn't listen and he tries again, but I jump away again. "Malfoy, I didn't come to fight. I only want to talk!" I yell at him, he walks toward me swiftly with his wand up, and I feel a sudden wave of terror rush through me. He pushes me against a wall with his wand against my throat. He looks into my eyes, and I look back into his. I expect to see rage, but all I see is tears and a broken soul. "What could you possibly want to talk about?" he growls at me. "Put your wand down, and I'll tell you." I say as calm as I can manage. "I'm not an idiot." he snaps back. "Then just let me go! I'll leave." I lie to him. He hesitantly lowers his wand, and watches me walk around the corner. I stand there for a bit, and I hear his sobs consume the room once again. I jump back into the room pointing my wand at his and yell "expeliarmous!" and before he can react his wand has flown across the room, out of his reach. He looks over at his wand and then back at me to see me pointing my wand at him, and realizes there is no way he is going to get it. My eyes latch onto his and I watch his expression change from shock to defeat. He drops to his knees and begins to cry again, not even caring this time that I could see him. "Do it" he says quietly, spreading his arms out but keeping his head down. "Do what?" I ask. "Kill me." he says. This shocks me very much, not only that he would just give up and surrender himself so willingly, but that he would actually think I meant to kill him. I drop my wand. He looks at my wand and then up at me while lowering his arms, confused. I drop to my knees in front of him. "Draco, I would never hurt you. I really just want to talk." I say in a soft tone. He says nothing but lowers his head, closing his eyes. I continue. "I know you might feel like we're enemies because of who my friends are, but I don't see you like they see you. I see further than that." I place my hand on top of one of his that has fallen to the ground in front of him. He pulls away, what looks like instinctively, and looks at me. "What do you mean?" he says in a tone I've never heard from him. He just sounded so broken, and like he genuinely wanted to hear my answer. "You're not bad, Draco. I know they think you are, I know you think you are, but I know you're not." "You don't know what I am!" he snaps and gets up, standing in front of the mirror again, looking down at the sink. I get up and stand behind him, looking at him through the mirror. I have the urge to wrap him in a embrace, but decide against it. "Draco, I know they all want you to be bad. I know that they pressure you, and make you feel like you're not good enough." he looks up into my eyes through the mirror. "I know I can't ever truly understand, but I'm trying. I know it must be awful knowing that your own family won't accept you if you don't act a certain way, even though you know you're heart is telling you it is wrong. I know . . ." I start to say something else, but I am completely caught off guard when he turns around and hugs me. He hugs he very tightly and just cries. I hug him back, just as tightly as he hugs me, and I feel very strange. I feel like I've never been more sad, but also never so happy. "Draco, I am here for you. I promise. I just need you to trust me, and be there for yourself." he picks his head up and looks at me briefly to nod his head, then rests his head again and continues crying. He slowly sinks down to the floor again, and I follow him. He rests his head on my shoulder and wraps his arms around me. "Draco, you are a good person. I know you are. Don't ever doubt that." He sits up and looks at me. His eyes are puffy and I can see all of the tears coming down his face.
"How can you be so sure?" he asks, choking back tears. I place my hand on his cheek, and he flinches slightly, then closes his eyes. I wipe his tears away and he opens his eyes again, waiting for my response. Our eyes lock together, and we stay that way for a moment.

"I can see it in your eyes."