Babysitting --> drarry

Chapter four

Warning- mentions of abuse (not violence)

Harry POV

I wake up because I hear lots of yelling. When I open my eyes I see Miss 'Mione and Mr Weasley-Ron standing up and my Draco is still sitting down. They all look really angry.

"Out!" My Draco yells.

"Come on, Ron, let's go," Miss 'Mione says, and takes Mr Weasley-Ron away, so it's just me and my Draco. I look at him more closely and decide he isn't mad: he's sad. His eyes are all glossy and he's looking down like he's done something wrong.

"Dwaco?" I say. "Why are you sad?"

"Hiya, poppet. I'm okay. I'm sorry we woke you. You can go back to sleep now." I don't think he's telling me the truth.

"No, I wan' to stay 'wake now."

"Are you hungry?" I frown, because I'm only allowed to eat, drink and use the bathroom on Mondays, Wednesdays and Saturdays, and today is a Thursday.

"Bu'- bu' it's Thur'day." My Draco looks confused, but I don't know why because all people shouldn't eat on Thursdays, except very very important people like my Uncle Vernon.

"Oh, is Thursday not a food day?" I shake my head. "Well, here you can eat any time you like, no matter what day it is." Wow!

"Weally? An' I won' get in twouble?"

"Nope. Do you want to eat now?" I do want to eat, actually. Because I know it's really bad, but I am always hungry on no food days and I'm always thirsty too and I always need the loo. But I'm not allowed at home.

"We can't tell Ucle Vernon, or he'll be weally mad."

"Of course not, poppet. What else does your uncle not let you do on Fridays?"

"Um, 'm not allowed to eat, dwink, o'- o'..." Auntie 'Tunia says I'm not allowed to talk about going to the bathroom because it's very rude, and I'm not supposed to tell people when I need to go 'cause I have to wait for my slot.

"Or what, poppet?"

"'M not allowed to say. 'S wude."

"Are you not allowed to use the bathroom on Fridays?" How did he know? I didn't tell him that! I promise I didn't!

"You're no' 'posed to talk abou' that, Dwaco!"

"It's okay poppet, you can talk about it here. Actually, if you need to go to the bathroom, you're supposed to tell me." Supposed to! That's crazy!

"You sure?"

"I'm sure. Do you need to go now?" I look down 'cause it's embarrassing and rude, but I actually really do, and my Draco said it's okay... I nod, but don't look at him in case he's mad. "That's okay poppet. Come on, let's get you to the bathroom."

"Bu' it's Thur'day!"

"That doesn't matter here, poppet. You can go to the bathroom no matter what day it is." Wow! You can do everything here! "Can I take him, Madame Pomfrey?" I look round and see that Mrs Poppy is standing behind me.

"Absolutely, I think I'm done here. The wounds should heal to scars in about a week."

"Thank you, Madame Pomfrey." I don't really know what they're saying, but I don't think they're talking to me, so I don't ask. My Draco picks me up, and then I notice I not wearing the big black costume anymore, but instead something that fits me and is colourful! Something that maybe Cousin Dudley would wear! I decide not to tell Draco, because maybe if he realises I'm wearing it he'll make me take it off.