Young Blood: A Drarry Story

Chapter 7: The truth behind the emerald eyes

"This is your life?" Draco gasped. Harry could only nod silently, a pained smile on his face. Looking up, Draco noticed tears staining his face and red contrasting to his emerald eyes. How could the boy bear this every day for 11 years? And Draco thought the odd beating every now and again was bad. What he received at home was nowhere near this bad. This was horrific. "I can talk to Snape, or Dumbledore, they can help!" He whispered as ideas and panic flooded his mind at the same time. "No." Harry said. "Dumbledore already knows. He's known since before he left me on this doormat that my life here would be torture. He's not the amazing wizard everyone thinks he is. He does what he feels he has to do with no concern to anyone else's life. He doesn't care about anyone except Voldemort." The blonde boy was stunned silent. Dumbledore knew? What a heartless bastard!

After a long time of debating, Harry convinced Draco to go up into the attic instead of sleeping in his room. He opened the wardrobe, pushed aside the three pairs of trousers he had and slid one of the back panels over, revealing a sloping tunnel to the attic. The Dursley's didn't even know they had an attic, as the loft door was sealed shut before they moved in. It was impossible to tell there was meant to be one in the first place. Harry had found it in second year when he'd thrown Dobby into the wardrobe to hide him from Vernon. After taking the house elf back out, he noticed something different with the wardrobe panel. It had fallen off but the wall was a different colour. It was black. Once Dobby left, he investigated and found the attic. Going ahead, Harry led Draco up and suddenly rushed around clearing things off of tables. "What's all this? Different knives, loads of spell books, a training dummy, those weird blue things... why do you have all of this? And why is there blood on the table and floor over here?" He pointed to the knife table. "Oh that's umm.... from... injuries when I'm learning tricks for different knives like the Balisong." Draco looked bewildered. "I use all of this to learn to defend myself." Harry stated once he'd regained his composure. "Don't touch anything. I'll come up in the morning when it's safe to come down." He tossed over the invisibility cloak and began to leave. "Blankets are over there by the fireplace. You can turn it on, no one will know. Just flick the red switch to turn it on and again the other way to turn it off. Oh, and the blue things are called crash mats. They stop you hurting yourself if you fall without using magic. Goodnight Draco." Harry finished settling him in and began to leave. "Goodnight Harry."

After the black haired boy had left, Draco began fidgeting. He left the knives and ropes alone but began kicking and punching the dummy. He then walked over and felt the mats. They seemed soft enough. He climbed the dummy and took a deep breath before leaping back first onto the mats. After waiting a second for the pain, Draco laughed. Muggles these days were smarter than he thought. He climbed off and done it again. And again. And again. He laughed and laughed and laughed before a wave of exhaustion hit him as the adrenaline wore off. Crawling over to the fireplace, Draco squealed as the switch started an electric fire. Relaxing as he felt the warmth, the boy pulled a blanket over himself and went to sleep.

He was awoken sharply by shouting. "THIS TOAST IS BURNT! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU?" Hearing the anger in Vernon's voice, Draco crawled as fast as he could down into Harry's room. After peaking through the door to see if anyone was there, he slid the panel shut again and left the bedroom. Halfway down the stairs, he peeked over the banister to see a horrible sight before him. Going to the kitchen doorway, he watched the scene unfold.

"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU? WHEN YOU COOK THE BREAKFAST- DONT! BURN! ANYTHING!" He was waving a piece of toast in Harry's face. It was barely even darker than a slice of white bread. How was it burnt if it was barely even toast? This man didn't make sense. Draco was about to say something but was stunned silent as Vernon grabbed a knife from the table and held it to the side of Harry's throat. Before anyone could say anything, it had been brought across his face, leaving an awful red gash on his cheek. Draco almost yelled out, but held himself back from fear of getting the boy in worse trouble. But he was just standing there! Like it hadn't even happened. All he did was wipe the dripping blood with his sleeve, which Draco originally thought was patterned, tie dyed as muggles call it, but now he realised it was all dried blood. The thought alone made him want to thrown up. After wiping his cheek, he merely said nonchalantly "I'm sorry sir. I'll make some more." And walked over to the toaster again after being ordered to throw it away. The next lot of toast was actually slightly darker, but apparently that was okay for the portly man. Draco was fuming.

This went on for weeks on end. Day in day out. There was barely ever enough time to speak to Harry apart from a simple hello goodnight. One day, Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley had left to go visit Dudley's friend Pierce and his parents. This meant Harry had a rare day off. "Draco guess what!" Harry yelled as he climbed out of the tunnel. Sleepily, the other boy grumbled a "what?" As he sat up from by the fire. "The Dursley's aren't home! I can do what I want!" Harry looked like an adorable boy being taken to Honeydukes before going to Zonko's. Wait no. Just a normal boy. A kid. Not an adorable one. Draco facepalmed before seeing the taken aback look on Harry's face. "No no no! That wasn't at what you said! I just thought something stupid that's all." The boy explained as the emerald eyes lit up once again. "Come on!" Harry led Draco by the arm to the hatch and took him downstairs. "This is my original bedroom." Harry began the tour proudly pointing at the cupboard under the stairs. "All of my school stuff is kept in here until the start of term. Then this is the kitchen, I cook here all the time! I'm a pretty good cook if I do say so myself." He said proudly. Draco kept the fact that he knew the house well to himself and let the boy have his moment of happiness. "This is the garden. I made my aunt blow up like a balloon once and she flew away out of here." He laughed. After the tour, the boys went and sat in Harrys room while Harry showed him his phone. "So I can't text anyone or Vernon will know but there are a couple apps I use. This is call Instagram. So look." He showed Draco how to use the app before saying "if you can get enough galleons transferred I can buy you one of these yourself and you can have it too." Harry seemed excited so he mailed Gringotts to ask for a wizard to muggle transfer. "I'll set you up now. What name do you want? So mines the_Phoenix_who_lived but Hermione deactivated hers because of bullying." Harry looked over expecting an answer. "Umm... I don't know... something to do with a dragon?" He had no idea what he was doing. "Ooh I know! What about Deathly_pale_dragon ?" Draco's eyes lit up. "That sounds awesome!" As Harry put it in, he pulled open his drawer and took out a notebook. Flipping through the pages, he opened it on a drawing of the draught of living death. "How's this for a profile picture?" Harry asked "fucking brilliant! I didn't know you could draw!" He exclaimed "just like you didn't know Goyle could read" Harry mumbled in response. "What?" Draco asked, barely able to hear the boy. Before Harry could answer, there was the noise of a set of keys in the front door. "Shit go go go!" Harry hurried Draco back to the attic just as the front door opened. Thankfully Vernon had nothing to complain about.

~~A/N~~
Sorry this is late, had a hectic week. Promise rest of updates will be as scheduled and I'll be getting back into routine hopefully next week. Hope you all enjoyed this little insight to Harry's life. They go back to Hogwarts next chapter. I wonder what's going to happen? Will they still be friends? Or will they go back to enemies?

Have a brilliant day everyone
       - AmbieBambi394