Once in his dorm room and he had picked his bed, the overly smart boy changed quickly. When all the other boys were asleep, he heard quiet crying from Draco's bed. Harry instantly knew what it was and made his way to the blondes bed. "Hey Draco? Is it alright if I open the curtain?"
The crying stopped and Harry heard rustling, meaning Draco was wiping his face. "S-sure." He croaked and Harry pulled back the curtain, sitting down on the rustled sheets. "Whats wrong?" He asked softly, after all Harry still had a heart and he still cared. "Nothing.." The boy denied, fiddling with his fingers, a nervous twitch Harry instantly picked up on. "Its okay, you can tell me. I wont tell anyone. I swear on my magic." Harry said even softer, moving to cross his legs and sit facing the boy. They both knew the promise wouldn't do anything, but it was fun to pretend, and it set Draco at ease too.
After a while of silence Draco just blurted it all, "I miss home, and I'm scared, and usually when I'm scared father will sleep in my bed with me and promise its all okay and he doesn't get mad when I wet the bed and have my teddy but everything's gone and I want to go home." He teared up even more, angrily wiping at his eyes, and Harry grabbed his wrist lightly, "Don't do that, you'll hurt yourself." The smaller boy let his hands fall to his lap. Harry was a good size now, possibly tall for his age and he snuck food quite easily so his stomach was back to normal. And the fact Harry was bigger than Malfoy was quite adorable.
Draco looked up, "I don't know what to do." His lip quivered, "What did you say about wetting the bed, Draco?" Harry asked, and the boy in question flushed bright pink, "I still wet the bed, most nights." He squeaked quietly, looking down, more tears welling up. "Hey, its okay. How about, I set my alarm for six, then I can get you up and the elves will deal with your clothes and the sheets, you have a shower. Then nobody will know. But you wont get much sleep tonight." Draco nodded solemnly. "Okay, but I still want my dadd- I mean father, and Mr. Teddy." He mumbled the last part, flushing at his mistake.
"Dont worry, I'll talk to professor Snape and I'll get in contact with your daddy." Harry smiled, and Draco flushed even more, "Don't tell anyone I still call him that please?" He whispered, rubbing his eyes. "I won't. Now, onto the subject of Mr. Teddy." Harry said, and Draco nodded. "Is he at Hogwarts?" To that Draco shook his head, "I didn't want to be made fun of." Harry scooted up so he was sitting next to the boy, "Its okay, lots of the people in our house have comfort items. Some similar to yours, some a bit stranger, and some even more child like. Our house is full of diverse people, Draco. Having your teddy would be okay." Draco looked relived, and he nodded. "If you get in contact with my dad will you ask him to bring him?" He whispered on a meek voice, to which Harry nodded too. "Of course. Now, I can't bribe your father to stay Jere with you every night, but I think you'll be okay. And if you ever get too scared I'm always here." Draco nodded and laid down.
"I think I'm gonna sleep now." He said with a yawn and Harry smiled, "Me too." He set his personal alarm and went to sleep. That night started the blooming of a most precious relationship, a one of a kind.
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Harry Evans And The Horcrux
Fanfiction*On hiatus* What if Harry accidentally summoned the diary at five years old? His story until he starts Hogwarts and during his years. I will modify canon a bit, obviously. I don't know I'm bored. Chapters will be short because I suck at writing. Als...
