Drarry&Wolfstar Oneshots

We have to stop meeting like this

Warnings:
Eating disorder, self harm mention, angst. Snogging.

Word count:
918

Many of the previous 7th year students from Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and wizardry were invited back after the war for an 8th year. Many parents decided not to let their adult children return, while others disobeyed their parents wishes and returned anyways. While other children just didn't want to face the memories. Among those who returned was a certain blond haired, steely eyed eighteen year old. Draco Malloy. It wasn't so much his choice of returning, it was the ministry's. But apart from the bullying he expected as a former death eater it can't be worse than spending any more time in Malfoy Mansion with the memory's of him and the memories of his abusive, manipulative father, Lucius Malfoy.

Their was no doubt that his father had left physical and emotional scars on the young blond, not to mention the tattoo he hated so much. Always consciously tugging on his sleeve to make sure it was covered, at this point it had became a nervous tick, he didn't even notice he was doing it. Since the war Malfoy Had developed......
problems, to say the least, he was skinnier. Anorexic. He couldn't keep his food down, nor did he want to and this had become a problem. He also self harmed, so bad to the point Pansy had found him close to death on the bathroom floor. He didn't do that so much anymore, but still he did. He had dark circles under his eyes, from the lack of sleep. Draco Malfoy wanted and needed help.

A certain raven haired, green eyed boy noticed this. Harry Potter. He didn't sleep much either due to nightmares but he wasn't as bad as Draco. He noticed this passing the young blond in the halls, watching him run from the great hall in the morning, in classes or in the common room the 8th years shared. He felt like he had to help the blond.
Both boys were so in love with each other, literally everybody know apart from them. Sneaking secret glances toward one another, neither one ever catching the other out.

It was Friday 14th November, it was dinner time and the eighth years sat around their table.  Draco with Pansy, Blaise and Harry with Hermione, Ron, Dean and Seamus. Both of them completely ignoring the conversation going on around them. Harry prodding at his food while sneaking glances at Draco, who was looking slightly green as he slowly ate what Pansy was coaxing him to. Harry was concerned about him, he wasn't alright and no one seemed to care anymore. Sort from him but he didn't know how to approach Draco or Help him like he wanted.

Five minutes of missed glances later and Draco abruptly left the great hall leaving Pansy and Blaise staring after him. Harry finally had enough and before he could think was starting after him. He could distantly hear Hermione call after him but he just ignore her a followed Draco.
He ended up in the second floor bathroom, the last time they were here together was that night. Harry hesitated at the door. While Draco was throwing up his dinner yet again, finally stopping after what felt like hours of dry heaving sobbing into his knees, sat on the floor next to the toilet.
Harry pushes open the door,
"Malfoy?"
No answer
"Malfoy?"
Harry started walking slowly toward the only closed door.
"Draco?"
He asked again as he slowly pushes at the door, locked.
"Alohamora" he whispered under his breathe.
The clicking of the lock startled Draco. Looking up to see Harry's piercing green eyes staring into his red, steely grey.

Harry slowly dropped to his knees next to Draco and wrapped his arms around the sobbing blond pulling him close to his chest.
Harry ran his hand through Draco's hair while gently rubbing his back.
"It's going to okay Draco, just breathe. Breathe in time with me"
After a while his sobs subsided, neither letting go of each other, Harry's on hand on Draco's back. With his chin on Draco's head. His other hand over the top of Draco's which was clutching tightly at Harry's shirt. His head on Harry's chest.
"What are you doing here potter"
He says quietly, his voice cracking.
"Because I care about you malfoy, for some reason I really care."
Draco starts sobbing again but they just hold each other tighter.
Harry grabs Draco's chin tilting his head up to his, slowly inching towards Draco's mouth. He whispered,
"Tell me to stop"
Closing the gap between them crashing his lips to Draco's, it was gentle and careful. Like Harry was scared. Draco pulled back looking Harry in the eye
"Never"
He crashed his lips back into Harry's this time me hot and heavy and needy. They both didn't realise how much they needed each other.

Draco moves to straddle Harry's Lap. They're moving their mouths in time which each other, Draco carefully drags his tongue against Harry's lips seeking entrance. Harry obliges. Their tongues dancing around each other In heat. Each of them seeking dominance. It was obviously Harry who won. Grabbing Draco's chin pushing him back slightly.
"We have to stop meeting like this"

"Oh shut up and kiss me Potter"

"Harry" he corrects Draco, draco just rolls his eyes and crashes his lips to Harry's. Never wanting it to end because he dreads the later conversations.

A/n might do part 2 dk, comment