Only Us 《Drarry》

Chapter 6

Harry was sitting in the dining hall nibbling on a biscuit when all of a sudden, an owl flew in and dropped a small envelope onto his plate.

He tore it open and it read:

Harry,

Meet me four doors to the left of the new Slytherin common room. 7:50pm, don't be late.

~D

Harry pondered over the sudden change in locations.

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Late again, late again! The clock read 7:55 and Harry had just left the dorms, walking up to the 3rd floor.

He tried to open the door described on the paper, but it was locked. He decided he would just wait for Draco to show up somewhere.

Meanwhile, Draco was inside of the supposedly locked door, waiting on the perfect moment to pull Potter inside with him. It was a small broom closet with shelves that Draco had filled with pictures of the two boys.

The moment came where Harry had put a muggle device into his ears and no longer could hear the door open.

Draco took advantage of the situation. He opened the door, grabbed Harry from behind and pulled him into the closet. Harry's eyes were covered by Draco's large hands.

"Draco! You sneaky little-" before he could finish his sentence Draco released his grip, and Harry fell silent.

"It's great right?" Draco asked being playfully cocky. But when he looked at Harry, he didn't see shock, or excitement, or even speechlessness. What he saw was fear. Pure fear.

"Hey- hey, what's wrong?" Draco tried to sooth Harry by rubbing his back, but Harry was unresponsive. Tears began to fall from his eyes and slide down his cheecks. He stood in the broom closet, basically paralyzed. He couldn't move, he couldn't speak. All Harry could do was silently sob.

Draco took Harry by the hand and dragged him out of the closet. He sat Harry down on his own lap and cradled him until his breathing became normal.

Still stroking Harry's head, Draco spoke up, "Do you want to talk about it?" The messy haired brunette nodded.

Harry took a deep breath and then explained, "All those years living with my muggle family, I- I was abused. I was forced to cook their meals, and clean their house. I had to pick up after my spoiled cousin, while I had nothing, and if I didn't do as I was told, they b-" another deep, shaky breath, "they would beat me."

"Blimey Harry, I had no clue."

"Just, let me finish." Draco only nodded. "They locked me in a cupboard under the stairs my entire life. They told me that my parents died in a car crash, and I never knew about Sirius until he escaped from Azkaban. They wanted to hide my heritage from me and force me to be 'normal' I wasn't free to make my own decisions." At this point Harry was sobbing. "Right before second year they decided that I wasn't going to come back to Hogwarts. They barred up my door and window to my bedroom the felt obligated to give me. The Weasleys, Fred, George, and of course, Ron" he laughed at the thought, "they used their flying car to pull the bars off my window, and basically kidnap me." He was smiling. "They would go to any expense to keep me there, not because they loved me, but because they wanted a slave."

"The last time I was in the muggle world, I was diagnosed with PTSD of cupboards." He sighed in embarrassment. "Everytime I go in one I just... well, you know." With one swift movement, Draco pulled Harry into a tight embrace. At this, Harry clenched the back of Draco's shirt and let out a shaking sob. Draco held Harry until he felt better and then pulled away, looking into his eyes.

"I love you Harry."

Harry looked up from the ground and stared into Draco's deep grey eyes. "I love you too Draco."