Potter: A Drarry Fan Fiction

Making amends

I sat on the incredibly worn sofa for a few more moments. My shaking fingers turned the pages of the increasingly boring book. Without warning I snapped the book shut and stood up. I scurried over to Ginny who was still preparing the breakfast, but now with no magic.

"Ginny, you know that look that Draco gave me?" I whispered sharply.

"What do you mean?" She replied.

"You know, when he was walking up the stairs" I said as my fingers gripped tighter around the edge of the oak wood table.

"Err yeah I think so" Ginny replied with a hint of scepticism.

"What look was it? Like a nice and inviting look or a horrible and uncomfortable look?" I said frantically.

"I don't really know Harry, I wasn't looking closely" Ginny replied.

"Alright don't worry" I sighed.

"Harry I do know this, Draco cares for you deeply and if you're missing him, he's probably missing you as well" she said offering her best advice.

"Thank you Ginny" I said as my grip on the table loosened.

I turned and walked upstairs. I reached Ron's bedroom door and stopped for a moment of reflection. Even if I'm wrong about him wanting to see me, at least he'll know I want to see him desperately. I took a deep breath as I pushed the door open. I saw Draco sitting cross legged on the floor in his black jeans. My eyes went foggy and I squeezed my fists.

"Draco I really love you and I'm so so sorry for what I said, no matter how much I try I always seem to hurt you, and it kills me every single god damn time. I wasn't even thinking, I don't ever bloody think. I'm very sorry and...and I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore, because I can't promise it won't happen again, I just know that eventually I will cock up again. I just can't bare to see you like this, knowing it was me that made you this way."

I took a pause to swallow as I was getting chocked up. Draco stood up and rushed towards me. He threw his thin arms around me.

"Thank you for apologising" he whispered into my ear. As he hugged me I could feel his rib cage moving in and out. This pushed me over the edge and I started blubbering like a baby.

I slowly slumped onto the floor, Draco's arms stayed surrounding me.

"Potter, it's alright, come on" Draco said as he faked a laugh. I could tell he was getting emotional.

"No it's not alright Draco" I replied, "We can't keep doing this... this,this cycle of me hurting you over and over again" I stammered.

"It's not you Potter it's me" Draco said. I lifted my head from his chest.

"No it's not Draco, you do nothing wrong, please don't blame yourself." As I said this my voice got higher as I tried to gulp back the crying.

"Stop trying to be nice to me Potter, I've got problems. I think we can both agree that's pretty bloody clear. You shouldn't have to walk on eggshells because you're worried that any little thing you say or do will upset me. That's not healthy and it's frantically quite abusive on my part" Draco said holding my head up. I couldn't say anything, I had no idea what to say. Draco continued, "I need to get a grip and get some help."

"Look Potter I've been reading," Draco let go of me and pointed to a book. It was a muggle book, clearly one Arthur had acquired. "This book tells you about all of the muggle jobs in medicine and stuff and there's a whole section on mental health and things like that." Draco was quietly exited. The magical world barely had doctors so it made sense that Draco had never heard of a therapist. I didn't want to burst his bubble so I let him carry on.

"There are whole jobs dedicated to help people who feel sad. How did I not know about this before?" Draco asked.

"To be completely honest I'm not surprised considering your pure blood heritage and lack of knowledge in anything muggle at at" I said as I wiped the tears from my cheeks.

"Mmm I guess you're right" Draco said opening his book.

"Could you take me?" Draco asked after a short moment.

"What?" I said with confusion.

"Could you take me to one of these muggle people?" Draco asked.

"Draco it doesn't really work like that, you wouldn't be registered or anything" I said trying to let him down gently.

"Please Potter, we could just pretend I'm foreign or something" He said as he placed his hand on my knee.

"I guess we could try" I said. Draco's face lit up.

"But I'm not promising anything, this has a lot of ways it could go wrong" I said making him clear if the possible failure.

"Oh thank you!" Draco said as he leaped forward and hugged me.

"We'll have to tell Arthur where we are going and stuff" I said.

"Can we go now?" Draco asked.

"No, by the time we get there the place will be shut" I said stoking Draco's cheek.

"Alright, So we will go tomorrow" Draco said.

"Sure if you want" I said.

To be completely honest I was a bit apprehensive about Draco adventuring into the muggle world and I was even more worried about taking him to see a doctor. There were so many things that could go wrong. But on top of that Draco might not like what he hears and ends up even more disappointed. Despite all of theses reasons to not go I knew that we needed to try. If we don't we'll never know, Draco may get actual help or even just information. We have to do it even if it seems crazy.