Drarry One-Shots

Moonlight Wanderings Part 2

This part is called: If Only People Actually Cared

Word count: 2123

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Harry quietly made his way into the castle, and headed to the Great Hall. Breakfast would begin soon. Questions milled around his head, all unanswered. Who was that boy by the lake? Why was he there? Is he hurting like me?

A sigh broke past Harry's lips and he shook his head. His eyes grew heavy with sorrow, and he had to stop for a moment to collect his thoughts. He collapsed against the wall and took a deep breath. His eyes fluttered shut and he slowly slid down the wall. As he drug a hand through his hair, and tried to get his emotions under control. Soon Harry opened his eyes and looked around the hallway. Relief flooded him when he found that no one was around.

He then stood up and carefully blanked his face, devoiding it of any emotion. Quietly he wandered down the hallways and he eventually made his way to the Great Hall. Harry stood there quietly for a moment before he entered. All eyes turned to look at him but he ignored them and made his way over to the end of Gryffindor table, in the furthest seat away from everyone.

His plate was filled with food but he didn't feel hungry, he just pushed his food around his plate eyes staring at the table blankly. All too soon to people's liking, Harry stood and left the Great Hall, those same silver eyes following him.

Will the boy be at the lake tonight?

Dammit Harry, stop thinking about the boy! Harry thought, scolding himself. A wistful sigh escaped him as he saw the people surrounding him having fun and goofing off. I wish I knew who has my back... Sorrow filled him once again, but his face stayed expressionless. He decided to think of other things and DADA(Defense Against the Dark Arts) was the next thing to cross is mind. Snape was teaching it this year, Harry thought bitterly. DADA is my best class, but with him teaching it he probably won't pass me.

Stop acting like a baby and suck it up! Nobody cares about you nor your whining! Harry thought, scolding himself once again. He raked a had through his hair, and realized he was already at the DADA classroom. Quietly, Harry slipped into the classroom, and sat at the back of the class in a far back corner. He dropped his stuff onto the desk and pulled out some parchment and quills. He then took out his defense book and leafed through it. Great, He thought with a grimace, We're supposed to be learning wandless, and non-verbal magic this year.

But you already know how to do this. Came a voice in his head. It startled him slightly. What? I can?

Yes, didn't you know?

No, I didn't know, who are you?

Somebody who can fix your freakishness.

The last thing startled him, and he froze. Is this voice calling me a freak? Bloody Hell! Suddenly the chatter of students brought him out of his thoughts, and he looked up as a bag dropped beside him. Harry scowled as he saw Malfoy sit down next to him. The blonde didn't look too happy either though. "Why aren't you over with your Death Eater friends" Harry sneered. "In case you haven't noticed Potter, but there's no other spot but next to you. And besides I wouldn't sit beside you even if I had a choice between you and that oaf Longbottom." The blonde sneered right back.

That's because your a freak and no one likes you! The voice hissed at him, and Harry scoffed at the blonde, trying to ignore the voice. It got to him and Harry had t look away from the blonde aristocrat beside him. Sorrow filled his eyes and he had to struggle to hide his emotions. Once he had his mask up Snape dramatically entered the room, his robes billowing behind him. I swear he uses a spell to make his robes billow like that! Was a stray thought that crossed his mind. "Today... We will... Be practicing... Non-verbal... Magic..." The greasy haired man drawled, causing the class to fall silent. "Your... dueling partner.. is the person.. sitting next to.. You" Harry swore under his breath and let out an annoyed sigh. Grumbling under his breath Harry stood. And pulled out his wand. With a flick of it, the desk was against the wall and out of the way. He didn't even realize he had just used non-verbal magic until he noticed everybody staring at him. Harry flushed red. "Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy.... Please come and demonstrate for the class.