Dream // A Drarry Fanfiction

T Is For This Is The Best, Or Is It?

1st Person-Harry
Not bringing the car was a terrible mistake I'm just realizing. Sure walking to our original destination was nice on feet but going top speed in crutches isn't really fast. It's super slow. Which is why me and Draco have been drenched in rain when we arrived back to the house. As we stepped in the the house rain immediately started dripping onto the hard floors, followed by the familiar tap tap of the crutches.

"Hi boys how did it— BOYS WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" Mum exclaimed as she jumped off the couch and practically ran to assist us. You see, mum is a very protective and caring person, but she's also pretty damn stubborn, which is why she didn't except Draco at first but now treats him like her own child. "It's nothing Mrs.Pot- Lily. Just had a very bad fa-ll which p-popped me into the hospital. I'm fine though, so there's n-no need to w-worry about me."

Despite still needing to work on not stuttering he was doing surprising good. I couldn't be more proud of him. "Well boys, go dry up and take a nice warm shower, it'll make you feel better and lower your chances of getting sick, dinners at 6 so be down quick." I could see Draco blindly beaming at the thought of food which made me feel pretty bad for him. It also made me think of Ron, but with a different meaning behind it. Putting on a small smile I answered for the both of us."Alright mum." Mum walked off as I helped Draco up the stairs.

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After knowing that Draco was safely put into his bedroom I went to mine and turned on the shower. The warm water danced on my skin as it hit and I could only think about that kiss. It was such a great feeling. The way he knew what to do when to do it was extraordinary. But then my thoughts landed on Lucius. Draco's personal Satan he had to sadly call his father. How could such a pure innocent boy be raised by a cruel abusive father for most of his life and still make it out alive? Well, whatever the answer is to that I'm just grateful that Draco's still alive enough for me to love him. Damn, being gay feels great.

1st Person-Draco
I somehow managed to successfully take a shower without killing myself and am now in Harry's room while we decided on which movie to watch. The basket of treacle tarts sitting in the middle of us. "How about Moana?" Harry said, not looking up from the pile of CD's circling him. "Isn't t-that like, a recent D-Disney film?" I asked. Now don't get me wrong, I know what Disney is, I just never seen a movie from them before.

"Yeah, it's actually my current favorite, whats yours?" He asked as he turned to face me, that stupidly cute smile on his face. "E-er um I u-uh never seen a D-Disney movie before." I said, scared of his reaction. Man, I really need to work on not stuttering, it's pathetic. "Really?! Welp you asked for if, movie marathon!!" He exclaimed while beaming. "Snow White And The Seven Dwarfs, here we go!!"

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We were about 10 minutes in and I was already hungry. Reaching for a treacle tart I realized Harry was going for the same one I was. Crap. Our hands brushed as we both tried to reach for the treacle tart and both of us flushed. "Uh I'll um, just get this one." He said as he grabbed a different tart, giving me the one we were going for.

You know that one moment when you do something and you realize something bad is gonna happen the split second before it does, but you can't do anything because it's to late and you watch disaster play in slow motion? Yeah, thats what just happened. I took a bite into the pastry and immediately knew something was wrong.

"Hey Draco these taste-" He started to cough violently and so did I, what the heck was wrong with these tarts? I swear I tasted them the night I made them and it tasted fine! Blood shot out of my mouth like gun fire and the world faded to black.

3rd Person-James (hehe lookie here a new POV, aren't you proud of me?)
The smell of curry filled the kitchen as James cooked and followed the recipe book his dear friend Evan Hansen gave him, knowing he couldn't cook. "Harry Draco come down for dinner!" He yelled. "Stop screaming at the children and go get them like a good parent." Lily said from the dinner table, not in a disrespectful tone, but a reassuring parent tone. "Alright, make sure the curry doesn't get cold." He said as he set his cooking spoon down. "Alright love." Lily responded as James walked out of the room.

"Kids!" He yelled as he walked down the hallway to Draco's bedroom. No one was in there. That's alright. He thought to himself, his protective father side coming out. Their just in Harry's room, nothing to worry about. He walked back the hall a bit and found Harry's bedroom door cracked open slightly which was weird considering it's always closed. "Boys come down its time for-" James was cut short as he looked at his two sons considering he called Draco his own son now.

The tv was on playing Snow White And The Seven Dwarfs. The two boys laid on the bed with their eyes wide open and their pupils behind their heads. Each had a treacle tart in hand with a solo bite mark from each. The only difference between the two boys was that they were in different position and Draco had taken a bigger bit and had blood dripping down out of his mouth. Tears leaked down James as she shakily pulled out his phone, shocked and scared.

"9-911..?"

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1st Person-Harry
It was dark and cold. I couldn't see anything. I don't remember anything. The furthest I remember is watching a movie and eating treacle tarts with-DRACO! Is he ok? What's happening? Where'd the light go? Where'd Draco go? "Harry...oh Harry" There was a voice , it sounded so familiar. But who was it from? Then there was light. I was light for the first time in a while. Mom? Dad? I asked, well I tried to ask but I couldn't even hear myself MOM DAD! CAN YOU HEAR ME?! Nothing..

"Oh Harry your awake! I'm so s-sorry about what h-happened to you, the doctors found out there was rat p-poison in your treacle tarts a-and were so happy James f-found you i-intime." Tears we're streaming down her face as she pulled me into a warm hug. It felt nice. "M-mom, wheres Draco?" I asked. I couldn't lose him, he's to important to me.

"Oh son, he t-took a much bigger b-bit, his situation is v-very fatal." Dad said. As he finished up a doctor spoke. "He should be fine, we've called his dad and he's with him right now." What?! How could no one know?! His fathers gonna murder him in such a weak state! "N-no you can't do that!" I said, trying to convince the oblivious doctors that he could die.

"And why is that Mr.Potter?" The doctor said in a bored tone. That was easily going to get annoying. "Because he'll die! His fathers abusive and will not hesitate to kill him like he did to his wife!" I blurted out. Oops, Draco told me not to tell anyone about his "sob story" because it made him feel bad. I'm sorry Draco but you have to forgive me for this one. The doctor froze as he took my words in. "Oh no." He whispered and dashed off to what I presume was Draco's room.

Ok I'm very sorry for not updating in a extremely long time but I gotta point out something, we have almost a thousand reads. Yeah. At the time I'm writing this it's June 17th 2019, and we have 857 reads and let me tell you, THATS INSANE...! Anyways I just wanted to say thank you so freakin much and now my dads looking at me weird so I gtg, as a gift for waiting so long, making it this far, and a gift from me for over 800 reads then I am giving you the opportunity to be featured in the story as a new member to Harry's friend group, if you wish to enter then please fill out the following information,
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Ok I really gotta stop cuz this authors note is getting to long but if you would like to become a member of the story plz let me know. I'm sorry for the long wait and as always, thanks a bedsheet for reading.