Trigger warning slight mention of self harm
Harry woke up at about two in the morning from a nightmare and had to make sure he was quiet so he didn't wake up his roommate (Ron). He walked into the bathroom and splashed some cold water on his face, before seeing a razor on the counter. He'd thought about it before, but he never had. As he was about to grab the razor he thought about how he would be leaving in not too long to see Draco and he didn't want to have Draco Malfoy find out of all people. He went back into his bed and read a book while he waited.
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"Ok so if you put this hand here with your fingers like this" Draco said, putting Harry's hand gently on the right keys. "Than that's a C major"
(I'm putting random keys because I honestly don't remember which keys were called which, I haven't played my keyboard in forever)
Draco and Harry both felt this.... electricity whenever they touched eventually Harry new what keys to play in what order to play the song Numb by Austin P. McKenzie
(song at the top)
They played the song together and Harry sang it beautifully, Harry hadn't noticed that he was singing the song but Draco certainly had, Draco was starring at him in awe of his beautiful voice.
By the end of the song Harry was crying, more than a little bit too.
Draco looked at him kind of worried. He didn't really know what to do, comforting people was never his strong suit. To both his and Harry's surprise he found himself hugging the boy. Harry cried into Draco's chest for a couple minutes with Draco whispering comforting words to him. "I don't understand it" Harry Said through his sobs "what don't you understand?" Draco asked him hoping he actually was being comforting, he honestly wouldn't know, no one had ever really tried to comfort him and he'd never been around anyone he needed to comfort. "So many people suffered so much during the war, much more than I had. And yet everyone always comes to make sure I'M okay, everyone looks up to ME. It's just not fair, like.. you for example, I would've died for good if you didn't toss me my wand, and you look sad all the time, no offence, and has anyone ever came to make sure you're ok?"
Harry asked him
"Harry... that- that's not your fault" Draco replied petting a hand through his hair. 'His hairs so soft' Draco Thought as he kept petting Harry's hair
"No that's not my fault, but you know what is my fault? The deaths, all of the deaths. Fred, Cedric, Sirius, Dumbledore, Hedwig, Dobby, and so many others. All dead because of ME" Harry sobbed into Draco's chest. "It's all gonna be ok Harry. Everything with be alright"
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The piano (Drarry)
FanfictionHarry Potter had hardly slept all night.. actually he had hardly slept since the war. Whenever he'd fallen asleep he would have horrible nightmares, so he much preferred just not sleeping. Draco Malfoy was softly playing the piano as he thought abou...
