FILTHY ~ Drarry Fanfic

Chapter 41

A few days later, I assist in Harry's physical therapy as Ginny is picking up Teddy.

We haven't spoken a word to one another since Sunday night. Out of nowhere, he declares "I meant it."

I don't even look up as I ask "Meant what?"

He's silent for a moment, so I glance up. He stares at me, expressionlessly "I love you, Draco."

I scoff, and am about to say something, when my mobile buzzes "Excuse me." I tell him, before stepping away to discover it's Michael.

As I pick up, he states "I'm about five minutes away."

I take in a deep breath, before telling him "Good. You'll be getting me out of an awkward situation."

He gives a confused noise, before asking "What awkward situation?"

I sigh, before declaring "My friend is just acting really odd... not himself, I guess."

He hums, before deciding "I'll make it three, then."

"Thanks." I tell him, before hanging up and stepping back into the living room. When Harry sees me, I sigh "I'm about to have to head out. Thom's little brother, Michael, and I, we're going to get Thomas a birthday gift..."

Harry hums, before standing up and moving the massage table. He's silent for a moment, before asking "What are you going to get him?"

I shrug, before declaring "He's into Astronomy, so maybe a new telescope."

Harry smiles at that, before declaring "I'm into Astronomy, too, you know?" I furrow my brow and he shrugs "One constellation in particular, actually."

I take in a deep breath, trying to gather myself, before sighing "What are you doing?" He plays dumb, so I ask "Why are you acting like a douchebag?"

He looks me over, as if determining whether or not to say something. After a moment, he bites his lip and states "I think you could do so much better."

I furrow my brow and ask "Better? Like you?"

He takes in a deep breath, before shrugging "He'll never understand what you've been through, Draco."

I cock my eyebrow to him "And you can?"

He looks me over, before watching every single word he says "I know what you've been through. I've seen you reach your limit. I've been in your life for fifteen years."

I narrow my gaze at him and hiss "You stalked me, for eight years! You haven't been in my life!" He falls motionless as I implode "You stood in the shadows as I was drowning, then went home and put the kettle on! Laughed at my struggle! My homelessness!"

The front door opens, but I don't care as I funnel my anger out "How many nights did you go home and sat in front of the fire, while I nearly froze to death in the back of my car, huh?"

There's a car honking outside, but I can't stop myself "How many nights, did you go and have a fun family dinner, when I thought about killing myself?"

He looks gobsmacked as I step forward "How many nights, did you gorge yourself on sweets, when I went to bed with an empty stomach, for the third night in a row?"

I cross my arms and ask "Tell me, Pottah! How many nights did you go home and spoil your son in love, when I was being drugged and taken advantage of? How often did you stay through those nights?"

"How often did you watch as I had sex with rich university students to steal their money?" I ask and he looks towards the doorway.

The fact that he doesn't even look at me boils the anger inside, and I through my arms back to balance myself in my infuriated outrage "TELL ME!"

I hear a startled gasp behind me, and I look over my shoulder to find Teddy and Ginny standing in the doorway.

Disappointed with my own revolting outburst, I look to him, as if he was a wounded animal "Teddy, I'm-"

His demeanor goes from frightened fragile to resentfully hostile in less than a second "Just leave me alone!"

And with that, he turns and runs up the stairs. When his bedroom door slams shut, Ginny looks to me in astonishment and asks "What the fuck was that about?"

Everything about me reads ashamed as I slip past her and grab my coat. As I slip out of the house, I can see Michael staring at me in shock.

When I sit in the passenger seat, he looks to me in disbelief "What was that about?"

I take in a deep breath, before ordering "Drive."

~

As we rummage around the racks of Primark, having already bought Thom's telescope, Michael asks "What was that thing?"

I take in a deep breath, before explaining "My mum paid the guy I was screaming at, to stalk me."

He furrows his brow and asks "Why?"

I shrug, before declaring "He's been doing it for the past eight years."

He's silent for a moment, before asking "Well, it looked like something more concerning was happening."

I take in a deep breath, before declaring "For three of those years, I lived in a car. I slept with people so I could steal their money. Most nights, I went to sleep cold and hungry."

When I look up, I find he stares at me in dismay. He stands there for a moment, before asking "Did you ever get caught?"

I scoff, before explaining "They were all rich little boys who got everything handed to them by their daddys. They would never tell their fathers that they got robbed after they fucked a guy."

He stands there for a moment, before declaring "You're a fucking legend, brov."

I hum, before checking my watch "There's one more store I need to go to, while we're here."

~

As we pull up to his dorm, he sighs "I've just got to run in and give my dorm manager a notice that I'm leaving campus for the weekend."

He looks me over, before asking "Do you want to come in? Just in case we've got to weight?"

I shrug, before unbuckling my seatbelts.

Low and behold, his dorm manager wasn't there.

Ten minutes later, he hands me a thing of pot noodles as I sit on his bed.

As I eat mine, he dives into his. As we wait, we make small talk, until he asks "What was it like? Living in a car?"

I place my noodles aside and declare "It was cold." He cocks an eyebrow to me and I shrug "What do you want me to say? It was cold, lonely, and I was constantly standing guard."

He furrows his brow and asks "And sleeping with people to steal from them?"

I take in a deep breath, before telling him "Sometimes, I would get back to their place, get the job done, only to find they're living beyond their means. Sometimes I'd get a few hundred pounds." I shrug, before declaring "Sometimes, I'd wake up on a bench, not knowing how I got there."

He gives a confused look and I tell him "GHB." His eyes go wide and I sigh "A couple of times, my pockets would be stuffed with cash. Other times, I'd find I was covered in bruises, written on, bitten, burned, and, one time, cut up."

He gives a concerned look and I shrug "A few times, I've allowed guys to drug me, because they liked it like that, and they paid in advance."

He looks me over, before asking "Did you like it like that?" I chuckle as he sets his noodles aside.

I clear my throat, before clarifying "Like that, no... but I am a man of many quirks."

He hums, before asking "Like what?"

I blush and look down at my lap, before I feel his lips on mine.