✔𝓣𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 ||𝓓𝓡𝓐𝓡𝓡𝓨||

Chapter 6

'I just want to love you.'

Harrys gasps and flings himself at Draco. Draco, not expecting this action falls backwards onto the floor with harry on top of him. He grabs the smaller boy and made sure he was ok. 'Harry? Are you hurt? Are you okay? What's wrong?'

Harry laughs wetly. 'No Draco,' he whispered, 'I'm okay. Really. It was a nightmare but you saved me. You pulled me out from the depths of pain and torture towards something better. You saved me from drowning in my own despair.' Harry was full on sobbing now, so Draco stroked his hair and neck. 'I love you. I always have and I felt like shit knowing I had hurt you in the past. I still kept on hurting you, hoping that it was just deep, ugly, vicious hate instead of love. It never worked. It made me hate myself. I mean, I had to be pretty fucked up if I was purposely hurting the one I love and have only ever loved. There was never anyone else. I tried. I tried to get you out of my head but it never worked.'

'Oh Harry.' Draco whispered. He clutched the broken boy to his chest and rolled them onto their sides. He brought his legs up and moved Harry so he was trapped between his legs and his arms. 'I love you too. Always have, always will. I've been in love with you ever since I saw you in that robe shop. I just didn't realise it. Not until recently. It was Pansy and Blaise who brought it to my attention.'

'When you rejected me in first year, I felt angry. Angry that you dared refuse a Malfoy what he wants. I felt sad, knowing that you didn't want to know me. I grew with hearing stories about you. My mum would read me the same story every night, the one where you, a baby, stood up to the most evil man in the world, and destroyed him. I also felt like crying. It was a horrible feeling. Nobody except my family have ever made me cry. And there you were. An 11-year-old boy, with baggy clothes, adorable glasses, messy raven hair and the most enchanting eyes I have ever seen and I realised in that moment, I wanted you to be mine. In any way possible. So, when you rejected me, I couldn't be your best friend. Or even a friend. I wanted something unique to me and you. So I fought you. I became your 'rival'. It was the only way I could stay in your attention and not hide in the background.' Draco pulled harry closer and nuzzled into his hair.

It smelled of cinnamon and he wondered if Harry knew he smelled of cinnamon. He made a mental note to ask him later and instead found himself carding his fingers through Harry's hair.

'Draco?' a timid voice broke through his thoughts. Draco saw shy, entrancing green eyes look at him over the top of his arm. Draco hummed to tell harry to carry on. 'What did you mean it was Pansy and Blaise who made you realise you loved me?' He blushed as he spoke getting quieter towards the end.

Draco flushed red. 'Um, well... I would rant about you. Everyday. It must have annoyed them so much that they just wanted to shut me up so as a joke, they said I loved you and was crushing on you. It made me stop short and I didn't finish my rant as I was too busy looking at them gobsmacked that they could even say anything like that to me. I must have scared Blaise and Pansy as they just saw me standing there, getting paler and paler and they shook me to get me out of my stupor. They said it was just a joke and they could not believe I had taken them seriously. After I reassured them that I was okay, I sat down and then I started to think. And think. And think.'

'When suddenly I realised Pansy and Blaise were right. And I started crying. In front of them as well and they were so shocked. The Slytherin Prince, crying? Was the world ending? As I said earlier, only my family could make me cry, and you. And I told them. I was sobbing my heart out as I told them I did love you, I did have a crush on you.' He chuckled remembering their reactions. 'Pansy squealed and kept jumping up and down, clapping her hands whilst Blaise just stood there gaping. 'I was just joking!' were his exact words.'

Harry laughs making Draco grin at him before cuddling him even closer (if that was even possible). Their faces were really close, noses brushing and both had smiles on their faces. They were just happy with to be in each other's arms surrounded by love, calm and peace. Harry closes his eyes and burrows his face into Draco's neck making Draco squirm as his neck was really sensitive. He kisses the top of Harry's hair and they slowly falls asleep content.