Drarry One-Shots

'There is definitely a fine line between love and hate'

One-Shot: 6th- 'There is definitely a fine line between love and hate'

Word Count: 3353

A sharp stinging hex hit him square in the chest. He groaned and dropped to his knees. Pain shot through his body, and his emerald eyes looked up to see a certain blonde boy grinning above him. Fiery burned within him, emerald eyes filled with hate. Another sharp sting struck him from behind. He fell forward onto his hands, gasping for breath. Blood slowly dripped down and he swore he was gonna get revenge. Another hex hit him and this time a strangled scream escaped his lips he fell forward as a fountain of scarlet soaked his shirt. Breath sawed in and out of his lungs. His body was bruised and mangled. "I hate you" He snarled and slowly got up but he staggered slightly. A choked cry escaped a girls lips as she ran forward helping him out. Bushy brown hair bounced as she stunned all the Slytherins. Soon a redhead showed up.

''Mione what- Harry!?" Alarm could be heard in boy's voice and he hurried forward. Harry collapsed in his arms and slowly the boy fell unconscious.

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Harry slowly came to, and a blinding sterile white roof told him he was in the Infirmary. He sighed as the memories hit him as though ice-cold water had been dumped upon him. A groan escaped his chapped lips. "Harry!" A cry sounded causing the boy to groan again. Bushy hair was soon covering his face as he was pulled into a tight embrace. "Hermione, give the guy some space, I'm pretty sure you're squeezing the daylights out of him" Harry grinned at the sound of his best mate's voice, even if he was rimpraminding his other best friend. His voice was hoarse as he spoke, "He guys, could you umm.... I dunno... Get me some water?" Harry whispered, wincing at the scratchy feeling in his throat. Ron chuckled handing him a glass of water as Hermione pulled away. Harry nodded his thanks and took the glass, drinking the water greedily. Soon Madam Pomfrey bustled over and started handing Harry potions. Harry grimaced as he swallowed each one.

"He should be good to go now. Come back if his scars reopen though" She said sternly. Harry winced at the thought of more scars. Ron and Hermione gave the boy a sympathetic smile, they both knew how much Harry hated scars. "Of course Madam Pomfrey!" Hermione said sincerely, she then grabbed Harry's hand and, along with Ron, helped him up. He staggered slightly and collapsed in the redheads arms. "I'm gonna bloody murder them for what they did to you" The redhead snarled. Harry let out a quiet whimper and the angry tone. Ron looked at Harry sympathetically "Sorry mate, I forgot about what the Dursleys did. I'll try to hold my anger, I'm not mad at you though, I promise." Harry nodded and calmed down slightly. Hermione wrapped her arm around the thin waist and helped the boy stand. With Ron and Hermione on either side of him they made their way out of the Infirmary.

"Oi! Potter! How's it going?" A voice sneered, Harry looked up into the molten silver eyes with a sneer of his own. "Watch it Malfoy" The redhead beside him snarled, Harry flinched slightly at Ron's tone, and Ron gave Harry a sad look but glared at the blonde all the same. "I swear, if anyone else hurts you more than you've already been hurt, it'll end in a blood shed." Harry looked startled and his eyes snapped up to meet the redheads piercing blue eyes. "No it will not!" Harry cried, alarm showing in his emerald eyes. Hermione winced, "Oh don't tell me you'd do the same 'Mione! I'm fine! It doesn't bother me. You will not get sent to Azkaban for murder because of me!" Anger now burned in those emerald eyes. The Slytherins stayed quiet, wanting to watch how this will unfold. "Harry! Calm down! I-- We-- We won't do it" Hermione said avoiding his furious gaze. "Liar! You can't even look me straight in the eyes when you lie to me!" Those emerald's looked as though a fire had started in them, soon he was struggling to get out of their grasp. "Stop Harry! You're not stable enough to stand yet!" Hermione cried, worry prominent in her tone. Harry glared at her "Does it look like I bloody well care!" With one last tug he pulled free from their gasp and stumbled slightly. Straightening himself he stood tall and glared hard at the duo, both flinched under his harsh glare. He spun on his heel and went to stalk away only to collapse onto his knees. A swear escaped his lips as he struggled to get up. Hermione rushed forward to help but the glare he sent her kept her away. He sighed and dropped his eyes to the floor. "Harry-" Ron said in a stern voice, "-Look at me" Harry's head snapped up and he glared at his best friend. Ron cautiously moved forward to help the boy up. Harry shook his head and the redhead immediately retreated backwards. "Harry you will let me help you" The redhead said harshly, causing the Gryffindor to flinch at the tone. Hermione turned to glare at the tall boy. "Don't you dare speak to him like that!" She hissed, causing Harry to flinch again, her glare softened as she moved towards Harry. Harry immediately went to back up, stopping her in her tracks. She dropped to her knees and smiled softly at the smaller boy. Harry kept his face carefully blank as he watched her. "Harry I promise i won't hurt you" She said softly, reaching out to touch him. Ron stayed back, his presence and his height was intimidating for the small boy. Harry didn't move away nor did he move closer. Cautiously Hermione moved closer, touching his hair gently. He eyed her but still didn't move. Soon she pulled him into her arms and sighed in relief when he didn't pull away.