IT HAD TO BE DONE ~ DRARRY FANFICTION

Chapter seven ~ Friends?

Harry nervously knocked on the door, no answer.  He knocked again, no answer.  He placed his hand on the knob, slightly turning it and pushing.  'Its unlocked'.  Harry suddenly felt a rush of worry chill through his body and quickly but quietly swung the door open.  He threw his bag on the floor and ran around to the kitchen, nobody.  He ran over to the two doors he hasn't quite seen inside yet.  He opened the one on the right, it turned out to be a bathroom.  Then he swung the one open on the left.  However, he stopped in his tracks.  There he saw Malfoy sitting at a makeup desk crying.  Draco looked into the mirror seeing Harry and quickly turned around to look at him.

"I-i'm," Draco started getting up, sitting on a rather large bed with dark green covers.  Harry slowly walked over sitting next to him. 

"Draco, what's going on?" Harry said.  "I know you don't want to tell me but I have to know in able to help you.  And don't say you don't want help!"  Draco turned to look at him for a second. Then he quickly grabbed Harry by his robes and pulled him into a kiss.  Harry was shocked a first but started kissing back.  He grabbed Draco's waist and slithered his hand up his shirt feeling around his slight abs.  However, Draco quickly shot his eyes open and pushed Harry away to where he almost fell off the bed. 

"I-I didn't...I know you don't want.." Draco started but was crying so much more now  he couldn't sound the words out.  He didn't want to do that to Harry knowing that he didn't want that.

"Oh no...Draco don't cry, it's ok."  Harry said, reaching his hands out as if he were too scared to touch Draco.  Harry stood up quickly and ran out to the kitchen remembering there were tissues in there and returned giving them to Draco.

"It's...I can't tell you everything." Draco said. "But...I will tell you that my life isn't the best at home.  I know you find that hard to believe but i'm not so spoiled the way you guys think I am." He looked over at Harry.  "They treat me like crap...in an abusive way and they threaten to kill me if I give things away about...you-know-who.  My mom loves me and she doesn't support my dad but truly shes too scared to fight for me.  And he-he. My dad tells me if I ever be your friend then he would make sure that I regret it.  He only buys me nice things before I go to Hogwarts and that's just for the family name.  Over summer break, he locks me in my room and starves me.  He also makes me punish the house elf's in terrible ways.  He's so embarrassed that i'm his son. A-and i'm just really scared of never being good enough for him."  Draco looked down and placed his hand on the bottom of his left arm. "And he made me get this!" He quickly pulled his sleeve up revealing the dark mark, making harry flinch. "I don't want it!"

"D-Draco," Harry started. "I-i'm so sorry. I had no idea.  That's so terrible." He pulled Draco into him, placing his hand on Draco's head while he cried into Harry's chest.

"A-and my friends hate me. That's why i'm living here," Draco said into Harry's chest. "I have no more friends."  Harry just came to the realization. 

"It's ok Draco, you don't need them anyways." Harry said placing his cheek on the top of Draco's head.  "I'll be your friend."  Draco started to cry more making Harry think he said something wrong but truly, he said the most perfect thing Draco could imagine. 

Harry woke up the next morning to the feeling of the sun in his face.  He tried to get up but had trouble doing it due to the wait he felt on him.  Remembering last night, he quickly looked down at himself and saw it.  Draco had his head resting on Harry's chest with drool dripping down his face.  He also had one of his legs wrapped around Harry's and one hand laying on Harry's stomach, his hand sharply falling over the other side of Harry.  He admired how adorable Draco looked with messy bed hair and his face slightly red from the heat and crying.  

Draco's hair was always combed when Harry saw him so this was the first for him and he felt damn near lucky to see Draco is such a recessive state.  He looked over at the clock sitting on the nightstand realizing that him and Draco already missed their first class.  

However, for once he didn't care.  He didn't care about the lecture he would get from Snape, Ron, not even Hermione.  Because there is no way in the world that he would ever ruin a moment like this.

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