Drarry One-Shots

I promise

One-Shot: 6th year- 'I promise'

Word count: 1126

"Potter, what do you want?" The blonde asked with an annoyed sigh.

Harry's nervous emerald orbs looked up at Draco. "I-I... Have a.... Q-Question...." Harry said quietly, nervously fiddling with his tie. Curiosity and annoyance shown in Malfoy's silver eyes and he raised his chin, "Fine, ask me but make it quick Potter! I don't have all day!" Malfoy snarled, his eyes narrowed slightly, making Harry rub the back of his neck slightly. They were gathering a crowd which made Harry even more nervous.

"W-Well... U-uhm.... H-heh.. I've.. Well...-" The blonde cut Harry off, "Just spit it out Potter!" Draco snarled, and Harry glanced nervously at the crowd they had gathered. They were all whispering and looking at Harry expectantly, "I-I was wounding, so you know how we hate each other?-"

"Way to point out the obvious Potter" The blonde said with an eye roll. Harry shot him a glare but continued really fast and nervously, "Whatifwedidn'thateeachother?" Harry's words jumbled, and glanced down at the floor, his nerves getting the better of him.

"This time slower and in English Potter" The blonde said, annoyance clear in his tone. "I-I said, what if... We didn't... Hate each other...?" Harry refused to look at the blonde and stared attentively at his feet. He could feel the stares of the other students and hear the harsh whispers.

"Harry?" He heard a girl whisper, Harry turned to face her, eyes wide. "Y-Yes Hermione?" The bushy haired girl stared at him for a moment, "You're no longer me and Ron's friend for this" She spoke softly, seemingly trying to soften the blow. Her eyes were cold though and there was no amusement in her eyes. Gasps sounded in the hallway and Harry stared at her for a while. "I always wondered when you guys would drop me. So I'm not surprised. I knew you were just using me by the way. So watch out for the revenge about to come your way" Harry's tone was emotionless and his usually alive and vibrant greens eyes, were dulled.

"H-Huh?" She looked startled, "Y-You knew?" He nodded, "Then you should also know, that I know you were supposed to be in Slytherin!" She said confidently, and Harry rolled his eyes. "Does it look like I care Granger? No. I really don't. Now, unless you have something important to say, I suggest you keep your big mouth shut"

"Potter?" Harry spun and looked the blonde in the eye, "Yes Malfoy?" The usually cold eyes were now warm and it startled Harry slightly. "Would you like to be my friend?"

It felt like someone had cast a time freezing spell on them and Harry stared at Draco before smiling slightly. "Sure" He said, sticking out his hand, Mal-Draco grasped his hand and smirked. "I think we should get you resorted Potter, see ya around!" The blonde let go of Harry's grasp, and walked off. Soon the students that had encountered the whole thing left, and Harry was left to himself. Thoughts swarmed Harry and his eyes filled with sorrow. His knees buckled slightly, but he stayed standing. He soon turned on his heel and ran t the nearest loo, struggling to hold back the tears blurring his vision. Harry's knees buckled again and he dropped to the ground with a quiet sob. Why me? Why does everybody leave me? Why can't I just keep those I hold dear, instead of lose them? What did I do to deserve this? Tears slipped down the olive cheeks and another sob escaped him. He buried his face in his hands and trembled harshly. His body shook with grief and sorrow, as more sobs wracked his body. The sleeve of his robe slipped slightly, revealing a scarred wrist, and he gasped for breath. Maybe physical pain will help once again?

Tears dribble down my face,

I feel so out of place.

I'm losing,

I'm refusing.

I can't keep those I love,

My mind is hazy as though I'm on drugs.

I need help now,

But how?

I can't help but cry,

Why am I so damned shy?

It's my fault,

I wish I could bring time to a halt.

I need to restart,

To get rid of my black heart.

To rid my soul of sorrow,

So I can be free tomorrow.

I just need to be free,

I wish I could just be me.

(Original poem I wrote)

Scarlet dribbled between his fingers and he let out a gasp of pain. Cool metal dragged across his heated flesh and more scarlet spilled. Soon his whole wrist was bloodied and scarred more harshly than before. Suddenly he heard footsteps coming to the bathroom and he quickly cleaned up the excess blood on the floor with a quick 'Tergeo'. He quickly pulled his sleeve down and winced slightly when the fabric met his cuts. He turned on the water and pretended to be washing his hands. Soon the person entered the room, and Harry quickly finished "washing" his hands. "Potter?"

"Oh Hello Malfoy" Harry said giving the blonde a smile, and turned to head towards the exit. "Wait, can I ask you something?" The blonde asked, grabbing Harry's wrist to stop him. Harry hid a wince and turned back to look at the blonde. "Hmm?"

"Are you alright? I mean especially after what that Mudblood and blood traitor did to you?" Harry flinched slightly at the memory of them, but put on a fake smile and nodded. "'M alright" The Malfoy heir searched Harry's eyes for a moment, before pulling Harry close. This time Harry couldn't suppress a wince. "I don't believe you" The blonde had seemed not to notice Harry's wince. Though Harry didn't realize that Draco actually had and skillfully slipped his hand up Harry's sleeve without the boy noticing. Harry gasped in slight pain, when Malfoy ran his fingers over the cuts. Harry jerked his wrist away, and the blonde grabbed it back, shoving the sleeve up and revealing the jagged scars on the olive toned skin. "Harry" The blonde whispered, and pulled Harry into a tight embrace.

Harry whimpered quietly and buried his face into the blonde's shoulder. "I'm sorry it just hurts that everybody keeps leaving me" Harry whimpered quietly, and the arms around him tightened slightly. Harry was startled when he felt lips be pressed into his hair, and Harry realized just how close he was to the blonde. His face flushed red, and he looked up into the silver eyes that he had fallen for. "Draco" Harry whispered, standing on his tiptoes, breath hitching. "Harry" Draco whispered back, before he leaned down and captured Harry's lips in a gentle kiss.

"I promise I won't leave you"