Broken to the soul. ««muggle Drarry Au»»

Truths Will Out

Draco~~~
Draco was laid on his bed, thinking about everything that had happened in the last few weeks. He and Harry had gotten closer and it surprised them that they had so much in common. They liked the same music, and the same films. But Draco felt guilty. He had such a special friend in Harry..... Possibly even more? He didn't know. He knew that he was gay, but he had started to develop feelings for Harry. He didn't want to like him. There was so much that Draco was hiding from him. He hadn't even told Harry he lived in Care. He hadn't told him anything about his past, and nothing about his eating habits and self-harm!
          It was funny how the social workers were meant to help and protect kids. And yet he'd been living in this Children's Home for over a year and Jane and Chris had no idea of what he was doing to himself. How could 2 qualified care workers not notice that he never ate? And that didn't help his mental state. The voice in his head would whisper "they don't care about you. No one cares about you. You're just some kid they'll look after for a few more years and then they'll abandon  you like everyone else has in your life. Not even your Dad could love you. And what do you think Harry will do when he finds out? He'll leave you and then you'll have no one. No one. No one...... "

An hour later Draco was sat in the park on a bench, and untouched bag of ready-salted crisps beside him. No matter how hard he tried he just couldn't push out the voice. It was right. No one did care. If Jane and Chris cared they'd have noticed. If his Dad had cared he wouldn't have abused him and abandoned him. If he was dead would anybody even care? Pansy and Blaise might, but ever since they'd began to date Draco always felt like a 3rd wheel. Would it be so bad if he was dead? Amelia had said that to be happy she had to die. Draco wasn't happy. How could he be? He could find a bridge, stand on the ledge.... Would anyone try and stop him? On TV people would try and talk the jumper out of it. Would anyone do that for him?
"of course not. You're just worthless and pathetic. If you were dead everyone would be much happier, including you. You'd be doing a good thing...." the voice stated.
"Shut.... Up" Draco thought, scrunching his eyes tightly shut, trying to block out the world as well as the voice.

"Draco?"
Draco snapped open his eyes to see Harry looked worriedly down on me.
"Oh, hey Harry"
"Hey, are you okay?" he asked sitting down beside Draco.
No. "Yeah, I'm fine, just thinking."
"Yeah? What about?"
Being dead. "Just school stuff..."
"Oh, okay."

The pair talked for what seemed like hours. That was when Draco heard something that made him want to throw-up.
"OI MALFOY!"
"No no no no no, not here...." Draco muttered, glancing up to see Jason, the biggest bully at the home, striding towards him with an evil smirk on his face.
"Draco, who is that?" Harry asked
"No one... Can we go now please?"
They got up to leave but Jason had already reached them.
"Well well well, what do we have here?" he smirked
"Ugh, just fuck off, will you, Jason?"
"Oh, what you gonna do? Run to Mummy?"
"Don't you fucking dare, Jason, or I swear to god!" Draco yelled making his way towards him, his attitude quickly changing.
"Oh, wait, you can't, can you? Cause she's dead, ain't she?"
"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! Harry get the fuck off me!" Draco yelled, barely held back by Harry.
"Maybe you could run to Daddy, hmm? But you can't do that either can you, Malfoy?"
"Jason, you BASTARD!"
"CAUSE HE ABANDONED YOU!"
That was when Harry accidentally released Draco from shock. It couldn't be true, could it? But as he was released Draco lunged forward and punched a laughing Jason right in the face, making his nose bleed.
"Draco!" Harry gasped.
"You little shit, Malfoy!" Jason shouted furiously, and attempted to grab Draco, who dodged out of the way just in time.

Draco ran as fast as he could while a furious Jason ran after him, with Harry following behind. Draco could barely see because of the tears on his eyes. Images flashed through his head, the horrors of his childhood building up. He was slightly aware of him crossing a road, but then he heard the screech of car breaks behind him, and Jason crying out. He whipped around to see the car slam into him. Jason fell to the ground as the car stopped and an image popped into Draco's head.

*Flashback*
Two year old Draco was running and laughing down down the streets a while Narcissa Malfoy walked closely behind.
"Don't go too fast, Draco..." she called fondly.
"I won't Mummy." Draco called back.
They walked hand in hand, smiling and laughing in the summer breeze. They were crossing the road, and suddenly a streak of red came shooting round the corner.
"Draco run!" Narcissa cried as she threw her child out of the way and onto the pavement. Draco looked back just in time to see the car smash into his mother at 50mph, as he screamed. His mother turned right over the car as it sped off down the road. Draco ran to his mother, bleeding from the fall.
"Mummy! Mummy wake up!" Draco screamed as people around tried to pull him away........
*end of flashback*

Draco ran to Jason just as Harry caught up. He took one look at Jason and called an ambulance. Harry ran to Draco and found him shaking.
"It's going to be okay Draco, it's going to be fine." Harry whispered, his arm around Draco. It scared him to realise how skinny Draco was, like he hadn't eaten in weeks - which of course he hadn't, really.

40 minutes later Draco and Harry sat in the waiting area of the hospital. Draco had stopped shaking now, but he was still deeply upset. Harry knew that Draco's reaction to what Jason had said must mean it was true. He couldn't believe it. Could this be what Draco was going through when they first met?
"Draco.... Are you okay?" Harry asked, then cringing because he realised how stupid of a question it was.
"It's all my fault....." Draco whispered
"What? Draco none of this is your fault! It was an accident."
"Well then it should have been me."
"Draco no! How can you say that?"
"Cause no one would care or miss me if I was dead...... I might as well be dead...." he breathed, yet Harry still heard. He couldn't believe what Draco had said. Was he saying.... He wanted to die?!
"Draco.... There are so many people who would care! So many people who love and care about you!"
"Yeah?" Draco replied glancing up at Harry, "name one person who loves me..."
"Well..... Me...."