Pacing around his dorm room, Harry couldn't stop thinking about what Luna had told him yesterday. Draco wasn't mad at him, he was just scared. So if that was true and nothing was wrong, why was he so terrified of going back to see the Draco? Probable because no matter what Luna had said to him, he couldn't stop thinking that he really messed up.
"Oi you trying to wear the floor down over there?" Ron called from his bed after several hours of Harry's unending walk around the room.
"What? Oh, erm, sorry I just-" he stuttered
"Are you worried about seeing that absolute prick you're in love with? Because I don't think I can handle another hour of your pacing." The ginger said
Harry stared at him in disbelief.
"Well come on then, I'll go with you if that'll get you to stop"
Ron got up from his spot on the bed, grabbing a chocolate frog from the bedside drawer and tossing it to his best mate. "Just in case" he said when Harry shot him a confused look. The Golden Boy grabbed his favorite red hood and started their stroll to the Hospital Wing.
Ron had started talking about some random homework assignment he probably wasn't going to do and Harry watched in awe as teachers and prefects began putting up Christmas decorations. Professor Flitwick had charmed the hallways the snow, but instantly clear up the pathway when someone began to walk and Professor McGonagall was showing a group of first years how she could transfigure the candles in the hallways to little pine trees that lit up, complete with little trinkets and baubles, even a star on top. Harry smiled fondly remembering his first Christmas at Hogwarts, Ron had stayed at school so he wouldn't be alone. He had no idea how he ended up with such great friends.
A warm hand on his shoulder brought him back from his daydreaming. They were at the front doors of the hospital wing, the ginger giving him a gentle nudge to walk through. The Gryffindor pushed through the doors, feeling a sudden wave of anxiety pass through him. He pushed through it and kept marching along until he was knocking on the door to Draco's room. He could barely make out the soft sound of his voice saying "Come in" and then he was inside.
"Uh, Draco, hi" he started stupidly.
"Oh--you" The Slytherin looked surprised, not angry. Just like he wasn't expecting the Gryffindor of all people to show up
"I thought that I, er, should come by and say sorry for...that thing that I did..." Harry was running the back of his neck and staring down at the floor in defeat.
"Wait, what? No, it's alright-I uh, I...liked it.." he finished softly. A pink blush dusted the young teen's face.
"But you ran off"
"Yes, and I'm sorry. To be fair though, I'm still new to the whole 'emotion' thing. Malfoy's aren't supposed to show emotion...especially love." He mumbled the last bit, barely audible to Harry
"So...you don't hate my guts?"
"To be honest, I'm not sure I ever did"
Harry sat down on the edge of the bed, anxiously messing with the ends of his hoodie. That was the most awkward conversation he's had with the Slytherin, and you better believe they've had some weird talks. ('You thought babies came from chimneys?!' 'How was I supposed to know that guys n girls...did that thing, then BOOM a baby!' )
Draco decided that the silence was too suffocating and began a conversation "Madam Pomfrey says that soon I'll be back in the dorms. I just have to talk to my therapist regularly and take some antidepressant potions.."
"Really?" the boy-who-lived looked at him hopefully
"Yeah, really.." he looked up at Harry in the eyes and snorted "You're such a dork, you got such a goofy grin on your face"
"Hey!" He says in a scandalized tone "I'm just excited you'll be back in the dorms with us."
"Sure you are, you just want to snog without worrying Madam Pomfrey will come in."
"Shut up! That was one kiss, Draco" he laughed
"One kiss that you loved.. Maybe if you find some mistletoe you'll get another one " he taunted, half jokingly
"Guess I'll have to steal some from Neville, he must have some"
"You're a dork, Harry"
"So are you, Draco"
Soon the awkward tension between them had gone and they began talking like old friends again. About twenty minutes later, the Gryffinfor felt something hot in his pocket, he pulled out the fake galleon and saw a message written on it from Ron:
"Hope you have a good time with your boyfriend" it read
Harry blushed and Draco tried peering at the coin in his hands before it was hastily shoved away in his pocket once more.
"Sorry, I felt something in my pocket and I forgot I left this in here.." he mumbled
"It's alright, finding random money is always fun, especially when you don't expect it."
At some point, the two had ended up sitting very close to each other. When they realized it, neither of them wanted to move.
"I'm excited to go back to the dorms" the Slytherin announced "Its always so cold here, especially because of the season"
The Boy-Who-Lived turned his head "Are you cold now?" He asked
"Kind of"
"Then take my hood, I don't get cold very fast" he started to take off the red jumper
"Nonono, its fine, its fine. It's your sweater" Draco started arguing
"I don't need it, you can have it. I like the cold anyways!"
"You sure then?" Harry nodded "alright.."
The blond teen was given the red hoodie and he immediately put it on. The sweater felt so warm, like a hug, and it smelled like Harry making him feel relaxed. It was a bit big on him, but who didn't like large sweaters?
The other boy watched him put on the jumper, feeling butterflies in his stomach. Merlin Draco looks bloody adorable in his clothes.
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A/N Looks like we're getting to some domestic drarry and tbh, all I want for Christmas is drarry to be canon so if it can't happen irl, let's let it happen in fanon. Anyways, hope you liked this chapter, theres gonna be some more Christmas like chapters after this. If you were wondering where I got some of my ideas of domestic drarry, they're coming from some irl things that happened to me such as the whole hoodie thing.
Anyways, stay safe everyone, especially those in Ventura county, California because I heard there is a major fire that has caused some schools to shut down until January.
-CL
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Picking up the Pieces of Our Lives -Drarry
FanfictionMy writing is gross and total cringe at the beginning but it gets wayyy better I can promise you that. --- It's eighth year at Hogwarts and Harry just can't stand to stay in that dark old house any longer. He goes to school and finds that without a...