Fractured ✔️

15.00

I sank down into the cozy sofa in my dormitory. Pondering over the recent events. How hadn't I known that Harry was bi? I'd been living in the same room as him for Merlin's sake!

The door swung open behind me and slammed shut, leaving a deafening silence. I didn't turn around as footsteps approached the sofa.
I glanced at the shoes standing near me. Tattered white trainers. No doubt  Harry.

"We need to talk. Now." Harry demanded.

I looked up and met his eyes.
"Why."

"You know why Draco. I want to know what's up with you."

I looked down at my feet again. I don't want to tell him. I wish he would just drop it.

"There's nothing up."

"Oh save the bullshit. I know there's something up. You're getting worse."

"How."

"How!? Are you bloody mental?" I laughed sarcastically, not meaning to sound like such a dick.

"Yeah I suppose I am."

Harry scowled at me, he raised his wand and waved it towards me. I looked down at my arms to see the scars shining bright white against my arms.

"Why did you do that Harry? You had no right."

"Come off it Malfoy, look at you! You're wasting away! Don't think I haven't noticed that you don't touch your food unless someone pries. And that you always have a charm on and always make the extra effort to hide your arms."

"Of course I put a charm on. Have you seen the state of me? Do you really think I want people seeing these?"

"You don't have to be ashamed. You shouldn't be ashamed. Why're you hiding away?"

"I'm not hiding Potter. I'm protecting myself. I hide my scars because I'll be judged, I don't eat because I don't want to get fat. If I show my scars, or if I gain weight, I won't just be known as the ex death eater. I'll be known as the insane fat ex death eater. Can't you just picture all the articles titled "Draco Malfoy; ex-death eater gone off the rails."

I glared at Harry who was standing with his mouth agape, at a loss for words.

"Draco.. I had no idea you felt like that."

"Yeah well maybe you should've thought about that before you ambushed me."

"I- I'm sorry. I'm so sorry Draco."

That was the last straw for me, I had managed to keep my cool through my outburst. But hearing the emotion in his voice was too hard.

I felt the first tear slip down my face, and soon my body was wracked with sobs. I buried my face into my hands as my body shook. I felt Harry sit down beside me and wrap his arms around me.

I let it all out. All the emotion I had been suppressing since the first day of school. I leant into Harry who only clutches me tighter and rubbed my shoulder.

Actions speak louder than words.

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I lay on the sofa with my head on a cushion on Harry's knee, his fingers ran through my hair. Reminding me of the hours I spent with Pansy last year, who tried her best to comfort me without fully understanding what was happening.

"Thanks." I mumbled, feeling my eyelids begin to droop.

"For what?"

"Being a mate. I really appreciate it."

"I'm here for you. Remember that yeah? Talk to me when you're feeling like this. I want to help."

"Thanks Harry. I'm here for you too."

A/N: THE SHIP SAILED. CRINGILY BUT ITS SAILED.