Him

Rain and Teardrops

Draco's point of view

" You're a disgrace to the Malfoy name and you shall suffer the consequences." My father shouts.

" No! Don't hurt him. Please don't hurt Harry." I beg. He laughs.

" You think I care? Potter's death will be the start of a new beginning. The Dark Lord will rule once again. Now kill him!"

" No! Harry!"

" Dray. Babe. Draco wake up."

" Not Harry!" I scream and I sit up, breathing heavily. I was sweating like mad and my hair stuck to my forehead. I could hear rain hitting the roof and window lightly. A soft hand grabs mine and I jump. I look around and see Harry looking at me with a concerned look on his face.

" Dray, are you ok?" He asks me softly. I launch myself into his chest and start to cry. Harry, taken aback at first, strokes my hair with one hand and rubs my back with the other.

" Woah, you're sweating like crazy. What happened?" Harry asks me.

" It.... My.... you... my father was hurting you and I was begging him not to and he killed you. You died." I mange to choke out.

" Oh Dray. You're safe. You're with me at Grumlid Place. We're both alive and your father is nowhere near here. I promise you. You're safe." Harry says softly and he strokes my hair.

" You.... you died.." I say again.

" It was a dream babe, I promise you. I'm alive, you're alive, and we're safe." Harry says, lifting my head out of his chest. He wipes my eyes with his thumbs and moves my hair out of my face.

" You're gonna need another shower though. You're sweating like crazy." He says. I bury my head back into his chest again.

" Don't leave me." I beg.

" I'm not going anywhere. I promise. I'm gonna have to shower now too because I got your sweat on me." He says. I look up at him.

" Promise you won't leave me alone." I say. Harry kisses the tip of my nose.

" Promise. Now let's go take another shower and get all this sweat off of you." Harry says and he stands up. He picks me up and carries me out of our room and into the bathroom. There was laughter and conversation downstairs.

" What time is it?" I ask Harry.

" Well, we got up at 5:30 and you fell asleep before we could eat. It's been about half an hour since then so, 6 I think. Maybe 6:30. Somewhere around there." Harry says.

" Oh. We're you asleep?"

" Yeah. Then I heard you start talking. I sat up and looked at you. You were sweating and tossing and turning. I tried to shake you awake but you were begging someone not to hurt me. When you finally woke up, you looked traumatized."

" I'm sorry."

" For what?"

" Being this way. This is the second time that this has happened."

" Oh Dray, it's not your fault. There's no need to be sorry. Come here. Let's take another shower." Harry starts the water and I pull off his jumper. I forgot that he was wearing my jumper and that I was wearing his. Harry pulled my jumper off and grabbed my hand. He lead me into the shower and the water was just the right temperature. Not too hot and not too cold. It was more on the warmer side, but it felt good. Harry runs a hand through my hair, untangling any tangles that were in my hair. I just now accrued to me that Harry hasn't been walking up from nightmares anymore.