"You can't be serious. MALFOY? THE MALFOY? Of all the guys in the world it had to be Malfoy?"
"Ron can you just please be supportive."
"Im sorry mate. It's just hard to process. You have to give me a minute to get used to it."
"What's there to get used to? We're not even dating. We're barely friends."
"Oh your right shouldn't worry too much about it except for the that one little thing. Wait what is it again? Oh right YOUR IN LOVE WITH HIM."
"Am not."
"It's not just a crush. He punched your date and you still accept to go out with him."
"It was the polite thing to do."
Ron squinted at Harry.
"I've had enough of your shit. I'm going to bed, goodnight."
"It's 4 in the afternoon."
"I SAID GOODNIGHT."
"He needs to sort out his priorities." Said Hermione while rolling her eyes.
"Well you weren't kidding about him being pissed."
"To be honest I expected a lot worse."
"Yeah me too."
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Draco came in the Slytherin common room. He walked over to a couch and sat down in frustration.
Blaise who was sitting a few feet away, sat down his book on the table, and took a seat with Draco. Draco didn't speak nor look at him.
"Are you okay? You still haven't told me what happened today."
"Not like you've ever given a fuck about my personal life. So why do you care?"
"Don't do that."
"Do what?"
"Same shit you do every time. You think your tuff? You think your all that cause you get in fights? You think it's funny to treat the only friend you have like shit?"
"I don't know what you mean I have plenty of friends."
"What those dumbasses you hang around with at school? Those aren't your real friends Malfoy. They don't give a shit about you. The only reason they hang out with you it's because you have money. Me on the other hand. I'm real. I've dealt with your ass since first year. I was there for you when your mother died. I was there for you when your dad was too drunk off his ass to pick you up from the train. My goddam mother took you in for the past two summers because you couldn't face going home. Stop treating me like shit cause I'm the only thing you have left at this point. Stop acting like your so tuff. Stop acting like you don't have problems. Stop acting like you don't feel anything."
"HAS IT EVER OCCURRED TO YOU THAT MAYBE I DONT. ITS ALWAYS BEEN LIKE THIS SINCE MY FIRST GODDAM YEAR AT HOGWARTS. IM TIRED BLAISE OKAY? IM SO TIRED OF THIS. ITS GOTTEN SO BAD TO THE POINT WHERE I DONT FEEL SHIT. I FEEL NUMB. I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE."
Everyone in the Slytherin common room turned to Draco. He was going hysterical. The whole room went silent and left to their dormitories.
The whole room was now isolated. Draco felt silent. He sometimes forgot it wasn't just him and Blaise in the room. That there was other people too.
"Shit. I should leave."
"Malfoy can you at least tell me what's been going on. You owe me that at least right?"
Draco felt silent. He never talked to anyone. Not even Blaise. It's not that he didn't appreciate everything Blaise had done for him, it was just that he was so used to being alone that it had never occurred to him that anyone else cared about him. So he never talked to anyone. Still he didn't want to fight with Blaise. He knew that he was right. Sure he had other people in his life but like Blaise had said, they could care less about him. Not only that but Blaise was the only one who really knew his dad was a drunk. So he just said it. He didn't say much but he said it.
"I haven't heard from my dad in i don't know how long. Just hope he isn't dead."
And just like that he left. He went upstairs and went to bed.
He laid awake for hours. No one else was awake, just him.
Draco's POV
I can't believe today. What the hell is wrong with me. Yelling at Blaise like that. I've always been an asshole but I've never yelled at him like that.
Draco was really stressed. He really thought he wouldn't make it through another summer with his dad. Sure he stayed with Blaise a lot but even then he was forced to go home time to time. His mind was racing but then it stopped and it wasn't that he fell asleep or that his brain had finally failed him, it was Harry. He thought back to that afternoon. He had almost forget about it, with everything going on. Then everything seemed to float away. He felt peaceful. He smiled. He couldn't understand why but he liked the feeling. It was like he had forgotten just for a second that everything wasn't so bad. That there was still some things to smile and look forward to. Like getting to see him the next day for potions class, which he was sure to attend now that he had a reason to.
He turned over to his side and for the first time in so long, he fell asleep feeling happy.
