Molly My Saviour (Drarry)

Chapter 3- Celestial Singing

Harry's P.O.V

I woke up in my cupboard under the stairs. Despite being 18 already, the cupboard was still my required designation if I did something 'out of line'.

Dudley was stamping his pudgy feet on the stairs as he walked down, his girlfriend's light feet tapping behind his.

I sat up, covered in sawdust and bruises. Gashes settled into my sides and arms, the dust chafing and stabbing the still bleeding insides. I tried crouching but felt what I could assume as a ripped tendon and many knots in my back from being beat with my uncle's belt buckle previously.

I ignored the pain riddling me as I crawled out from my cupboard. I fell on the floor from my weak bone support, Dudley turning to looking at me and giving me a few good kicks in the ribs before speeding into the kitchen for breakfast.

Standing up, I walked into the kitchen and served the breakfast I made earlier today; also getting each of them their coffee.

After setting everything down for them to shove their faces with, I wait for the criticism and the beatings from my Uncle.

"Boy! This coffee is too hot! I nearly burned my tongue off!" Uncle Vernon says while slamming his fist into my back. "No food for you today!" He growls as he shoos me away from the table.

I trudge off and walk into the cupboard, getting dressed in an old shirt and ripped jeans that were both too big on me. After putting on some worn down sneakers, I walk out weakly and apparate to Diagon Alley, not caring anymore about my glamours.

I ran as fast as I could to a hidden corner and vomitted up pure stomach acid onto the cobble, wiping my mouth and quickly walking back out to head to the first shoppe. Everyone giving me sympathetic, sick, disgusted and pitying looks on the way at my skeletal and emotionless figure.

I walk into the book shoppe and pick out the specific books needed, finding that I can only hold one at a time due to my feeble bones.

I just sigh in defeat as I feel someone hug me from behind, I quickly pull away, about to have a panic attack, as I see who it is.

"Hey Harry!" Ginny squeaks at me, trying to get closer. I just wave at her, feeling everything in my arm switch places painfully.

Ginny looks at my figure, horrified. She pushes at the abdomen of my incredibly baggy shirt, pushing it backwards about 6-7 inches before touching my stomach.

"MUM!!" She screeches and as soon as she says it, a cute and pudgy red-haired Molly Weasley emerges from the crowd of people.

Molly looks at me in extreme pity. Without saying a word, she grabs mine and Ginny's arm and apparates us to thr burrow. Molly quickly sets me in a chair and runs around the kitchen of their house.

Every one of the Weasley kids gather around me screaming. "Harry! What happened to you?!" they all start screaming questions at me and I start to hyperventilate. They see this and immediately back up at least 5 feet, shutting up.

I heard quick thumps of feet on the stairs as they ran down. I saw a flash of blonde hair from my peripheral vision. Malfoy??? I thought.

I saw him push his way up in front of the crowd abd he looked at me, I looked away wondering why he was here and why he wasn't taunting me already.

I heard the fuzzy screaming of Molly as I heard nothing but my own negative thoughts, and all of a sudden I felt warm, thin and muscular arms spin around me.

I slightly nuzzle into the figure as they carry me up the stairs, them soon setting me down into a comfy bed.

I looked up at them with blurry vision, all I saw was pearly white, shining silver and heavenly gold, they looked like an angel.

We started talking but I was pretty zoned out during the whole thing, so I couldn't make out even what I was talking about.

Before I knew it, we were in bed together and fell asleep.

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I woke up in the middle of the middle of the night to..I don't even know what it was but it was beautiful.

The person from yesterday was singing and it was gorgeous, it was  celestial.

"She held the world upon a string

But she didn't ever hold me

Spun the stars on her fingernails

But it never made her happy

Cause she couldn't ever have me."

I listened to the angelic being sing as I kept my eyes closed, so that way it seemed as though I wasn't listening and they continued.

"She said she'd won the world at a carnival

But she could never win me

Cause she could never catch me

I, I know why

Because when I look in her eyes

I just see the sky

When I look in her eyes

Well I, just see the sky."

They stop abruptly and I open my eyes to look at them. My vision is clear and all I see is Draco Malfoy.

Beautiful Draco Malfoy.

I open my mouth so speak but remember how horribky damaged my vocal chords are. So I write.

'You sing beautifully' I wrote in the air in front of him.

He read it and looked over at me, shocked and flustered.

"m-maybe average but not beautifully" he smiled sadly.

'it's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard' I smiled sincerely.

"Wh-Whatever, can we just go to sleep?" he asked, sliding back under the covers.

'Only if you sing me to sleep' I smile mischievously.

He gives me a look before cuddling up next to me and I cuddle back, our warmth mixing together and driving us closer.

He starts to sing again.

'I don't love you I'm just passing the time

You could love me if I knew how to lie

But who could ever love me?

I am out of my mind

Throwing a line out to sea

To see if I can catch a dream--"

That's all I hearf before blissfully falling asleep and thinking.

'I could love you'.