Dream // A Drarry Fanfiction

R Is For Rough

Sorry in advance if this chapter is crap, I needed some kind of motivation so I blasted Hamilton in my headphones and it kinda distracted me ('-﹏-'；), oh and by the way, references are coming your way in this chapter ( ⁼̴̀ .̫ ⁼̴́ )

1st Person-Lucius
Yes. YES! I finally got the boy where I want him, weak and defenseless. I pulled out a nice sliver butchers knife out of my bag and watched as he whimpered for help. "Sorry not sorry little boy-" I said as I pushed the knife against his neck, his breathing getting heavier-" but you really get in the way of everything, and I want you out of the picture-!" "STOP RIGHT THERE!" A voice boomed. NO! I turned around to see two police men and a doctor standing behind me. It's either no one or everyone in this situation. I chose EVERYONE. I take my knife and jab it into his injured leg, blood gushing everywhere as Draco's blood boiling scream invaded the room (where it happens, rip Burr). But then another boom arrives and the world faded to black.

1st Person-Draco
I feared for my life when father started threatening to kill me. But then a thought hit me. Wait a second. This would be easier. I wanted to kill myself. But I used the word, wanted. Does this mean? Harry didn't, fix me. Fear overtook me, but then, as cliché as it could possibly get, the authority came from behind at the last minute and shot him right between the ribs from behind. Father, he's, gone? No, no no no no no. He can't be gone me can't!

"I'm so sorry Mr.Malfoy for leaving you alone with him, I promise he can't hurt you anymore. He's gone now-" "NO! NO HE CAN'T BE GONE HE CAN'T!" Tears poured down like Miranda rowing across the Hudson. How could this happen?! I became a fucking orphan, just like that? Well on the bright side at least I get to be more like my favorite founding father.

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3rd Person-Harry
Harry couldn't stop thinking about him, the boy he was gay for, (shrek) Draco Malfoy. Would he be ok? He wasn't sure. Did he hope so? Definitely. The door creaked and Harry knew someone was coming, so he did the only logical thing. He shut his eyes and pretended to be sleeping, secretly eavesdropping on the conversation.

The same doctor from earlier re-entered the room with papers in his hands. He held a shocked expression on his face. "Your son will be realeased as soon as he wakes up. Draco on the other hand....do you mind being his adoptive parents?" The doctor said. Lily and James exchanged confused looks "I'm sorry what?" James said, very lost and confused.

"Yes, Draco's father and only source left of family had been legally killed by authorities earlier today after trying to sexually and physically abuse his son." The doctor said in one breath like it was a no big deal. Lily quickly put her hands to her mouth and started sobbing, leaning forward while James just stared in shock, tears leaking like a working faucet. Harry wanted to cry. He wanted to go dash over to Draco's room and hug him and cry into each other's shoulders. But that wasn't happening. It wasn't going to happen soon. So Harry did the next best thing. He re-opened his eyes. "Oh look at you! Ready to be released are we?" The doctor with a fake cheesy smile plastered onto his face.

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The moment Harry stepped into his house a thought came into his head. "Mum, dad, where's Draco?" He said, playing innocent. "Well according to the doctors he should be there for the night and able to come home tomorrow." Harry's frown instantly vanished at the thought of having Draco back so soon. He just wished it could've been sooner. James looked around and saw how glumly his family was about Draco so he did what he thought would fix the problem. "Dinner?" He asked, motioning the kitchen. Harry and Lily exchanged weird looks but both were hungry so they decided why not. "Yes. Mission well done me." James told himself as he went to plate the dinner for his family.

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Dinner was amazing and definitely lifted the Potters spirits. "That was excellent honey, why don't we go to bed now?" Said Lily as she smiles at a beaming James who had never felt so successful. "Alright. Goodnight mum and dad." Harry said as he grabbed his dish and washed it in the sink. Soon after he grabbed a towel, wiped it dry, and left the kitchen and up the stairs. It was cold downstairs so being in a nice warm room felt amazing at night. As he walked into his room he thought about Draco. The world is only about Draco. Draco is the world. Draco is my world. Harry thought all these things before drifting off into a lifeless sleep.

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Harry woke up thinking about Draco getting released today and wanted to be there for him more than anything. But then an unusual thought entered his brain. My three weeks are almost up, but will I have to keep him forever? He has no family left, and the doctors were even talking about adopting him. What would Luna say? Would she be proud or disappointed? How is this all going to end? Harry thought about all of this and was about to write a note for his parents, telling them where he was going when a scoff was heard from behind.

"Going somewhere?" Lily said, crossing her arms and having a look of suspicion on her face. "Yes actually, I'm going to see Draco and take him home." Hearing Harrys response she thought for a second. "Well I'm going back to sleep, be back soon Harry. I'll tell James where you went." She smiled at him and left for her room. Harry put the sticky note back into his pocket and left the house.

It was a nice sunny morning and almost seven in the morning so he should be good. He didn't want to bring the car so he biked all the way to the hospital, taking in the sights of the city. Harry always liked it uptown, it's quiet uptown. But then he thought about something. Construction. I hate construction. Harry thought as he saw how much life was being destroyed because of it. Construction never leads to good things and the population is big enough as it is, so why destroy the thing that lets you live, for destruction? Weird. Harry stopped as he reached his destination twenty minutes later. As he walked in he took in the lovely scent of a new car.

"Hi I'm looking for (a mister George Eacker) Draco Malfoy, he's supposed to be released today." Harry said, excited to see Draco again. "Oh yes! He said he had a ride in the parking lot so we let him out. Sorry!" Harry was shocked.

Draco didn't have a ride.

1st Person-Draco
The doctors were easy enough to trick. Telling them I had a ride sounded believable enough. So here I am, "walking" on the sidewalks of the city for the first time. The city was beautiful honestly, but it would've been a much better experience if I didn't have to use my crutches. I've never felt so helpless before. I even named my crutches because I have them so often now. The left one is Desty and the right one is Theodosia, don't ask. But then I thought of something. Harry. Shit. The city was flooding with people and it was beautiful. I couldn't believe how some people didn't like it here. It's much better here than sitting in a house your whole life.

These kind of thoughts flooded my head for a solid ten minutes until I ran into someone sketchy looking. You couldn't identify if they were female or male based on the fact that their face was completely covered by a mask and they had a black hoodie on, hiding the rest of them. The moment they saw me they grabbed me by the arm to which I winced and dragged me into an alley. Double shit.

Guys. Guys. Oh my glerb. wE hAvE oNe tHoUsAnD rEaDs?! I....I don't know what to say! Thank you all so much for making it this far and commenting on this story you have no idea how much it means to me and it's incredible. Would you like a reward? Like a Q|A? I can do one of those. Anything but face and age (cliché I know but still). Anyways the "winner" of my authors note last chapter will be revealed and credited next chapter. If you want the chance to be featured, check out last chapters author note for more details. This book will be ending soon, July 15th to be precise so i can enter this story for the Watty's before I get smacked in the face with the deadline. Again thank you guys so so much and as always, thanks a bedsheet for reading.