Someday (Drarry Fanfic)

Chapter 22 (Falling Into The Darkness)

Harry's POV
The next day Harry woke up besides Draco who was spooning him. Although he want to stay in bed so bad with his boyfriend, he still have to explain what happened to Hermione and Ron. He stared at Draco for a moment watching the blonde peacefully sleep then sighed. Harry shook Draco's shoulders to wake him up and the blonde emitted a loud groan when Harry finally woke him up. "Rise and shine sleeping beauty." Harry teased and stood up quickly fixing his hair ruffling it a bit, it didn't work obviously so he just fixed himself. Draco raised his eyebrow and Harry stared at him confused.

"What?"

"Did I made those marks?" Draco asked and Harry turned a deep shade of red.

"Obviously you moron, who else is gonna make these?" Harry huffed and pointed at his neck which was littered with hickeys from last night. Draco smirked and stood up pulling Harry by his waist, Draco planted a soft peck on Harry's forehead and chuckled.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Ignoring the fact that you marked my whole neck for an hour, yeah I slept just fine." Draco laughed at Harry's statement making the raven haired giggle.

"Come on we're late for breakfast and Hermione's waiting for me in the Great Hall, you know how she gets if I ditched her right." Harry spoke and started walking with Draco following after a second, the blonde intertwined his hand with Harry as they walked away from the clinic so they can take a shower.

The chatters on the Great Hall we're still loud although it isn't as loud as it is before. Harry sighed feeling his mood go down as he remembered what happened yesterday.

"Are you okay love?" Harry smiled at the name then looked at Draco.

"I'm fine." He simply answered and went on the Great Hall still holding each others hand. They walked towards the Gryffindor table where they found Hermione and Ron sitting with Blaise and Pansy. They we're discussing something until they seen Draco and Harry approaching them.

"Good morning Harry and Draco." Hermione greeted as the couple sits beside them filling their plate with breakfast.

"Mate are you that beaten up or something, there's so many bruises on your neck." Harry flushed and Draco smirked, Pansy chokes on what she was drinking as Hermione pats her girlfriend's back while giving Harry a knowing stare, Blaise laughed loudly and Ron sat confused.

"What are you laughing about?" Ron huffed, Blaise stopped laughing and whispered something to Ron that made the red head blush.

"So ferret made that?"

"I'm not a ferret!"

"Well you look like one" Harry teased, "Ow that hurt." Draco acted like he was shot on the heart and Harry hit him lightly.

"So who tops?" Pansy asked causing Draco to choked on the food that he was eating.

"It depends actually, I only topped last time because Draco was drunk and very very horny." Harry pointed out and it was Draco's turn to blush, their group of friends burst into laughter as the other students glanced at their table wondering why the heck are they laughing.

"Harry! What the hell!!" Draco complained as he hit Harry with Hermione's book.

Their fun was soon interrupted by Hedwig who dropped a newspaper on Harry's table nearly knocking off his glass of orange juice. Harry picked up the newspaper and read the headlines.

You Know Who Is Back! Cedric Diggory Killed While Competing On The Tri Wizard Tournament

Let the angst begin!

Harry's face fell as he let go of the Daily Prophet. Realization struck him hard his face paled and he started trembling. Draco noticed this and picked the Daily Prophet. Once he saw the headline he immediately knew why Harry was acting like this.

A tear fell on Harry's cheek, then another and another, until he was fully sobbing on Draco's shoulder. Hermione noticing Harry's panic attack quickly handed Draco a calming draught which she always takes with her in case this happens. After convincing Harry to drink the potion they decided to take Harry to the Gryffindor common room.

Draco's POV

Draco carried Harry to his bed as the poor boy clutched on Draco's shirt sobbing, the potion was loosing its effect. A string of 'It's all my fault' and 'I couldn't save him' was repeated by Harry. His friends tried to comfort him was useless to no avail, even Draco can't calm his boyfriend who was currently curled up to his bed crying silently.

Draco was angry, not with Harry but with himself. He hated the fact that he failed to protect Harry again. Draco feel like he was useless, it was like the old days when he always tries to help Harry but can't because of his past relationship with the raven haired. Although their relationship now has changed drastically he still couldn't protect Harry he was still useless.

Back to Harry's POV

Harry hated this, he hates the fact that he was weak and all of the people around him can get hurt because of him. He hated the fact that he couldn't protect Cedric when Voldemort slaughtered him. It was all his fault, if it wasn't for him Cedric could've been alive. Harry wished that he could just drowned himself in his tears so he couldn't hurt everyone around him anymore. He was tired of acting brave with a huge amount of expectations perched on his shoulders. Harry was tired of being a hero, he just want to be normal for once. Even though half of the Wizarding population look up to him, he always feel that he was out casted.

He knew that he was depressed for a long time but he never wants to admit it. He thought that he was alright, that everything would be normal as soon as he killed Voldemort but it was never easy at all. And now Harry was overwhelmed by his depression, he locked himself up from the world including his lover. He just hopes that Draco can find a better person than him, he didn't deserve Draco and Draco didn't deserve a fucked up boy like him.

The darkness engulfed him slowly until he couldn't see any source of light. 'At least nobody can see me crying in the darkness now,' that's what he thought. He couldn't sleep and he stopped eating as well, he wouldn't get out of his room anymore although his friends forced him to. His situation alarmed his professors but of course like everyone else they couldn't do anything, not even Dumbledore.

Draco visited him everyday hoping that he can somewhat cheer up his lover. But Harry remained emotionless, he was totally broken inside and out. He lost interest in breathing sometimes and just thought that he was just a waste of space. Harry lost a huge amount of weight and he was ghostly pale, his eyes lost its usual color, his eye bags was dark and sunken from a lack of sleep. Harry was like a living dead, more like half dead already but even though he change so much Draco and his friends never lost hope in him and they prayed that someday someone can snap him out of his misery and start living again.

Funny to think on how a few words can change someone's life...

And this ladies and gentlemen is the start of the drama so prepare your tissues for the next chapters. Because the next events will purely base on Harry's depression and self acceptance. Anyways don't blame me if you run out of tissues okay.

Also thank you for all the support and the love you've given to this book. I deeply appreciate your positive comments and it really helps me to write more. Love you Rosebuds <3