𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑳𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉

Chapter 13

♡AN: In case anyone is confused this chapter is from Draco's point of view and for this whole story it's going to be on and off POVs between the two boys. This whole story is set after the war. Some chapters contain minor mature content references including abuse and sexual acts/rape and strong language. I'll give you a '💢' if there are scenes of abuse, '♨️' if there are any Unwanted sexual assault (rape), and an ' ⭕️' for Self-harm. In this chapter, there are only minor references to dark pasta and some mentions of sexuality. If you want to listen to music in the background I recommend listening to Let me love you by DJ snake. I'll give you a '✩' to when you should start playing the song. If you listen to it in the background softly you'll find it gives the story much more effect. Enjoy!!♡

"C-can I kiss you?"

My heart stopped, everything stopped. I wasn't sure if I heard him right and without really meaning to, I gave him a small nod.

He closed his eyes and before I knew it he leaned in closer until I could feel him breathing.

Before his lips could even touch mine, My body stiffened and I found myself unable to move. I could suddenly feel them again, hands everywhere. Cold, harsh hands pushing me down and holding me still. An unpleasant filling sensation, something ripping, it hurts. So much pain. I want to call out. To say something, to tell them to stop. I feel tears slide down my cheeks and I realize I'm cold, so cold.

"S-stop," I called out to them, begging them to stop, to leave me alone.

I felt my body shake and somebody was saying something. What were they saying? Dance? Daylight? Drop? Drawing? Draco?"

That was it, Draco. Someone was calling out to me.

"Draco!" I snapped out of my mind to hearing Harry's voice.

His emerald eyes were filled with nothing but genuine concern and fear.

"Are you ok?" He asked, his face flushed and he let go of me.

I nodded, despite the obvious proof that I wasn't. I went to wipe away at my tears when Harry reached for me. I couldn't help but jerk back out of his grip, however, but he didn't push me. Instead, I noticed the slight hurt that flashed through his eyes before he covered it with a hard mask. It was then that I noticed. I noticed that this wasn't the cold, painful hands that were going to restrain me and hold me down.

This was Harry.

Harry.

Harry who had taken me out of Stratus's hands and into his. Harry who had helped me through my injuries. Harry who spent money on me, on me! Harry who had defended me from his friends. Harry who had held me when I was plummeting. Harry who never judged me despite how many scars I held. Harry who the most startling eyes and made my insides flutter. Harry, whose crooked smile made my stomach do flip flops. Harry...

"I-I'm Sorry, I was stupid to even try to..." Harry started, ready to turn around and leave, but I interrupted him, "Wait."

I grabbed his arm and he turned back around, "A minute, I-I just n-need a minute. C-can you give me that?" I asked hopefully.