Unlikely | Drarry

Chapter Three: I'm Sorry

December 22nd: 1462 words 

AN: Heyyyyyyy :) Hope you are all having a good week. Might not update before Christmas so MERRY CHRISTMAS.  Also, let me know your Hogwarts house, I'm a Hufflepuff :-)

Harry's POV 

September 1st 1998

"God Ron" I took in a deep breath "this year is gonna be a weird one isn't it." I sat down on the red leather seats and closed the compartment door behind the tall ginger. "Yes, but aren't they all" Ron sat across from me and pulled out some candy from his pocket. Ever since I introduced him to muggle lollies he hasn't stopped eating them, he said it was because they didn't bite back or leave you with an even worse taste in your mouth, and he had a point. "Those girls are crazy Ron, I'm going to have to start sleeping with one eye open" I had to admit the 30 or so girls that were waiting at the station for me to arrive actually scared me more than half the shit I've been through. "If you sleep at all," I looked at Ron quizzically "Harry I see the bags under your eyes, how much sleep did you get this holidays?"  I was about to reply with some lame excuse but a knock on the door interrupted me.

"Harry your here" I looked up and Hermione stood in the doorway. She smiled down at me and pulled me into a very tight hug. "Uh yeah I am," I said as she pulled away. "Well you never actually got back to me about coming back and I really wanted you to because I didn't think the school year would really be complete without all of us you know and well, oh my lord Harry have you been sleeping look at your eyes. " after saying that all in one breath she took a step back. "and look how skinny you've gotten, you need to eat Harry, I mean did you know that ...." Harry drowned out the noise of Hermiones blabbing and made eye contact with Ron who looked just as bored. This went on for about a minute until Ron stood up "Hey mione, I'm here to" "Oh yeah of course you are, have you gotten taller, I think you've gotten taller, Harry do you think he's gotten taller," Ron grabbed her arms and sat her down on the seat beside him. "take a breath" I said. 

"So, how was everyone's summer," I added as an afterthought. I looked over at Ron "pretty boring actually we kind of just sat around the house, didn't see much of George" he said glumly. I wanted to change the mood quickly as it was plummeting, and Hermione had the same idea. "well you see, I went to find my mum and dad, and guess what they were in Australia, you know the land down under, the world of Vegemite.." she was about to continue before Ron interrupted her, "what on earth is Vegemite", "oh its like the stuff you put on toast and its black and it bitter, very bitter and" I decided to interrupt her this time "what happened after you found your parents" she took in a deep breath "well, we stayed in Australia for the holidays and the plane only flew in this morning, very early. I hate planes. I can never sleep on them, thats probably why my parents loaded me up with coffee" at that Ron and I locked eyes in an understanding way, "so you've had a lot of coffee" Ron asked "Yep, pretty much, why, can you notice" Not at all" I chimed in, laughing a little.

20 or so minutes had passed and surprisingly Hermione was now out cold and so was Ron. I knew there was no point in sleeping so I just stared out the window. Across from me, Hermione was asleep with her head in Ron's lap and Ron had his back up against the window.  I knew I would have to get used to it but it still made me a little uncomfortable. I brushed my messy hair off my face and pushed my glasses further up my nose. I was only wearing a navy hoodie and some blue jeans but somehow I still felt uncomfortable sitting down and decided to go out for a walk. 

The corridor was pretty much empty with the exception of a couple of first years running up and down and an older looking Ravenclaw boy and Hufflepuff girl making out. I squeezed past the couple trying not to disturb them and walked further down the train corridor. As I got closer to the front it was more crowded and I could see various people that for a matter of fact I was trying to avoid, namely the pack of fangirls that followed me around and a certain red-haired girl that I wasn't ready to see yet. I quickly turned on my heel and headed back to my compartment. 

I was about to turn the handle when I heard to people talking close to me. I looked over to see Luna handing Malfoy a copy of the Quibbler while he fiddled for money is his pocket.  Why on Earth would Malfoy be talking to Luna, wasn't he to cool or some shit to talk to her. Strangely enough, he looked as though he was having a nice conversation with her until she walked away and passed me "Hello Harry" she said while turning to face me "Hello Luna" I replied smiling at her. She looked back at Malfoy as he opened up the Quibbler and began reading it. "You should talk to him she added" I looked at her like she had four eyes "me," I said, "me, talk to," I paused again, "talk to.....him" I looked back at him and then back at Luna. "Yes, him" and with that, she walked away. I gulped, she had a point. After everything that had happened, we didn't need more fighting. I tried to act relaxed as my heart thumped in my chest. What if he completely rejected me?

"You know most of its not real" Fuck. Why did I have to say it like that, couldn't I have just said hi. Uhh, what's wrong with me.  I only asked this because I couldn't see another reason for him to buy it unless he genuinely believed that Blibbering Humdinger's lived amongst us. "I know," he said simply not looking up from the Quibbler, he was obviously trying to escape this conversation.

"why'd you get it then" Now I was really interested. "Because" he spat back at me sounding more like the old him "didn't look like anyone had taken one," he took in a deep breath and I was trying to figure out what he could possibly say next that he was so timid to say. "I, ur, I felt bad" my eyebrows must have raised over my glasses. Malfoy felt bad, that would be the day I thought. I was about to reply before he cut me off "Save it" he shot me a glare"Now I'm sorry to cut short what I expected to be a riveting conversation but I'm going to go into my compartment" He closed his Quibbler and turned for the door near his which I expected to be his compartment. In an impulsive second my mouth just did the talking. "Malfoy wait," I said before thinking about it.

He turned on his heel and looked me in the eyes, which seeing as he was pretty tall meant looking down.  "I'm sorry' I started. "No" was all he said "Stop" he took a pause "don't." I looked at him waiting for something to happen, then he started to talk again. "Don't come here and act all big, apologising to the charity case, is that all I am now, leave it alone Potter, just stay away" A pang of hurt hit my heart "Malfoy please" I pleaded and he turned around one more "what do you want" he spoke quietly and his voice cracked, he sounded broken. "I just don't want to go back to what we were before. We fought in a war, man we even won a war, and I'm done, I can't keep fighting this battle between you and me" I stopped and waited for a reply "I.....I agree" he said sounding defeated. "And I know I did a lot of fucked up shit so you know, I'm sorry for that as well." I nodded "uhh, same I guess, I'll see you around then," I said. "see you around" and with that, he disappeared into his compartment. 

An: Sorry for any typos it's 11 at night and I'm not wearing my glasses :)