"W-what?" Harry replied, "Don't you think I lost the ability to use parseltongue?" Harry made sure a rumor got around that he lost the ability to speak parseltongue (which was not true,) because he is the last known wizard alive with the ability to speak parseltongue. He didn't want more publicity than he had already.
"Please Harry, You know who practically LIVED in my home, I know how it works," Draco claimed.
"I don't think that's how it works. You won't understand snakes you'll just be able to interpret human parseltongues!"
"Great it'll be our own secret language!" Draco said. Harry considered it and agreed.
(Time: 11:57)
"Sias" Harry said. Draco found it hard to keep from laughing, "Don't laugh! It means 'I'"
"Sias," Draco replied.
"okay great! Now try-"
Just as Harry was about to speak, "AAAAGHHH," Draco cried. He grabbed his left arm.
"Draco? DRACO ARE YOU OKAY?"
"Ye- Yeah Harry, sorry" He said still grasping his arm in pain. Harry checked his watch 12:00.
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12:01
"Draco, you aren't okay, what happened?" He was on the verge of tears, seeing Draco like this broke him. He wasn't sure why.
"Yeah, I'm alright Harry, calm down. This is- isn't my first," he yelled in pain, "Halloween since I got this."
"What?"
"Of course you know, you have to!" Draco said in a scoffing way. Harry gave him a confused look, "Honestly Potter, every Halloween, they day Voldemort disappeared a searing pain begins in the death eaters arm, a punishment. guess he didn't realize he'd go away," Draco mumbled the last part rolling his eyes.
"How do you fix it?" Harry asked
"Well, there is one way, but seeing as everyone that is gay here, scratch that, EVERYONE here hates me."
Harry hid his excitement, "You're gay?" He asked in a fake calm voice.
"Well, I thought it was obvious!"
It was silent.
"I'm Pansexual,"
"Congrats," Draco mumbled. Then screamed again.
"Okay, okay, I don't care I don't hate you, how do you fix this?" Harry said worried.
"You can't Potter! You blatant git! mumble love mumble mumble me.." Draco said.
"What?"
"I already said it,"
"Say it again,"
"SOMEONE HAS TO FALL IN LOVE WITH ME! WHICH YOU KNOW DAMN WELL WON'T HAPPEN!"
Draco was crying even harder, he writhed in agony on his knees. Harry sat down and hugged him. Draco jumped at first but hugged back crying into Harry's shoulder.
"It's my fault," he whimpered, "I deserve this,"
Draco's first person POV:
Have you ever felt like you were being burned, But at the same time it feels like dry ice and a 10,000 degree knife is being used to stab your arm open? That's how this feels.
Now imagine that at the same time the boy you have liked for years, and your known rival is trying to help you. And in doing so stating that he will never love you, in doing so ripping out your heart, freezing it, burning it, and stabbing it with a 10,000 degree knife. Huh, fun.
Yes, I, Draco Lucius Malfoy am madly in love with Harry James Potter. Good Merlin help me.
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𝙰 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚎 - 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢- incomplete
ФанфикшнDraco and Harry are in their 8th year both injured. They find out that the other may not be so bad but they both have reputations. They take up a secret relationship, Will it stay secret?
