Drarry One-Shots

Songfic: Memories

Memories from the Past- A One-shot Fanfic & SongFic

Song lyrics: I Want You Here; By: Plumb

Word count: 3889

An ache,
So deep,
That I,
Can hardly breathe,
This pain,
Can't be imagined,
Will it ever heal?
Ooh... ooh...

A flashback hit Draco as he saw a certain raven haired teen clutching his knees after being knocked to the ground.

A young boy ran into the class, seconds before the bell rang. He had unruly black hair, and bright emerald orbs. Excitement could be seen in those huge doe like eyes, as he went to take a seat near the front of the class. A bushy haired brunette, was snickering with the redhead boy next to her as she flicked her wand right when the raven haired boy went to sit down. The chair was moved out of the way and the small boy fell. No sound came from the boy, he just pulled his knees to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. Emerald orbs dulled, the boy's excitement now subdued. A rustled of a robe and the clicking of heels rang in the now silent classroom. The professor cautiously went to the fallen boy and he looked up at her with sorrow filled eyes. "Are you alright dear?" asked the elderly women, a stray strand of black hair, falling out of her tightly done up bun. Emerald green robes swirled around her as she crouched next to the eleven year old. The boy looked down at his knees, avoiding eye contact with the woman, "I'm fine Professor" he said quietly.

Snickers could be heard throughout the room, and the woman scowled at the other students, sending them all stern glares. She then turned her attention to the small, scrawny boy, and gently took his chin into her slightly wrinkled hands. She lifted his chin, forcing him to look at her, "Are you in any pain? Do you wish to see Madam Pomfrey?" she asked softly, uncertainty crossed the boy's features, and he watched her with calculating eyes. "I'm truly fine Ma'am, no need to worry" he answered just as softly. The woman sighed, her face creasing with worry before she stood up. She helped the boy stand, and watched him with uncertain blue eyes. "Well Harry, I don't think you are completely alright, please follow me." she spoke evenly, and he cocked his head to the side. "I promise I'm alright can we just start class already?"

She seemed to let out a heavy sigh before nodding, She then leaned down and whispered to him. Nobody but them emerald eyed boy heard what was said, and he smiled softly as she spoke. "You can call me Auntie Minnie if you like instead, dear" he nodded and he pulled his seat back to his desk before sitting down. He reached into his bag and pulled out his inkwells, and quills. Parchment, and his transfiguration books were the next thing he grabbed, before he looked up at the Professor expectantly.

Your hand
So small
Held a strand of my hair
So strong
All I could do
Was keep believing
Was that enough?

Calculating, silver eyes surveyed the situation, it reminded him of first year when they were all eleven years old. Now it's fifth year, and they are all fifteen. The raven haired teen sighed and buried his face in his knees, as the same professor from four years back approached him again. She crouched once again before the boy, gently taking his chin in her hand, and tilting his face up to meet her grey blue eyes. Emerald eyes were wary as he looked up. Professor McGonagall carefully examined the boy, before standing and pulling him up with her, "Have you taken your potions, and pills yet, dear?" she asks as she looks him up and down. "Profes-" of the woman's glare he quickly changes course "Aunt Minnie- I-I... No- Not yet I-I haven't..." she nodded briskly, before hearding him off to her office.

~+~This will alternate between Harry's POV and Third POV(Sorry I'm bad at sticking to just one of the two)~+~

Harry felt his chin be gently grasped and tilted up to meet the soft grey blue eyes of Minerva McGonagall. He watched her warily, even though he already knew she wouldn't hurt him. He watched as she examined him carefully, she seemed to be looking for something, I just hope she finds its soon, for he didn't really want her examining him that long. Seemingly, she found what she was looking for and dropped my chin. She stood, and her robes swirled around her. She then reached down, and pulled me up. I sigh quietly, and look at her pleadingly, she either doesn't notice, or she is completely ignoring me. "Have you taken your potions and pills yet, dear?" she asks, looking me up and down. Internally I wince, realizing I forgot to take those. "Profes-" I cut myself off at her glare, trying hard not to roll my eyes. "Aunt Minnie-" I say empathizing the name before stuttering out the rest, with lowered eyes, "I-I... No- Not yet I-I haven't..." she nodded briskly before she started hearding me off to her office.