snatched || drarry

12

tw: mention of self-harm

The cracked mirror didn't hide anything. The dark bruises that wrapped themselves around Harry's neck didn't even try to escape from being seen. Harry traced his fingers along the bruise blossoming on his cheek before running it down his body to his stomach. The bruises were familiar. Too familiar. Harry could see a six year old boy staring back at him, wondering what he did to deserve that much pain.

Everything seemed to fade when Harry noticed the large, purple bruise on the side of his neck. Nothing else was there except Harry and that bruise. It stood out so obnoxiously against his skin. It wasn't supposed to be there. It's not supposed to be there. It had never been there before with the Dursley's. Only Draco was allowed to create it. Only Draco.

Harry lifted one of his shaking hands a lightly brushed his fingers against the bruise. He looked down, expecting to see purple paint or makeup on his fingers but when there was nothing there, Harry was confused. He brought his hand to the bruise again and rubbed slightly harder, but still nothing happened. Why wasn't it fading? Why wasn't it going away?

Harry began to rub his neck harder, using four fingers instead of two but it still wasn't fading. It was supposed to be going away. Harry turned on the tap and splashed water onto his neck, surely that would work, right? But still nothing happened. The right side of Harry's neck was beginning to turn red but the purple bruise still lay there, the colour seemed even bolder than before.

A whimper escaped Harry's lips as he kept rubbing the side of his neck harder and harder. Harry was becoming frustrated, it was supposed to be going away, why wasn't it going away?

Harry's vision became blurred as tears began to fill his eyes and fall down his face, but still Harry rubbed at the bruise on the side of his neck. The frustration began to turn into fear.

"Draco." Harry whispered.

Harry's heart was pounding and his breaths were short and erratic. He was scared of it. Scared of the bruise that sat on his neck. He was scared because it wasn't leaving his skin. He was scared because it was real. It was real. This was real. This wasn't one of his nightmares that he could just wake up from. He couldn't wake up and feel the safety of Draco's arms and words because this was real.

A sob escaped Harry's mouth but he immediately slapped his other hand over his mouth. He didn't want to make too much noise, he couldn't make too much noise or he'd get punished again.

"Draco, Draco, Draco." Harry whispered over and over again as his body wracked with silent sobs.

The right side of his neck was a violent red colour. It hurt. God, it hurt so much but Harry didn't stop. He couldn't stop because the bruise wasn't supposed to be there. Harry just rubbed harder and harder, his nails creating dark red streaks across his skin.

Another sob escaped and Harry slammed both hands over his mouth. He was terrified. His body couldn't cope with another punishment. His mind couldn't cope with another punishment. Harry tried to repress the noises that were forcing themselves out of his body but he couldn't.

Harry brought an arm down to his stomach and clutched it desperately, forgetting about the bruises that lay on his torso. Harry gagged at the pain he felt. The sharp, burning pain made its way through the whole of his body. Harry fell to the floor as his knees couldn't cope with the weight if his body anymore.

"Draco help me." Harry sobbed.

Harry's hand found its way to his neck again and carried on trying to rub away the bruise. Harry knew it was futile but he didn't want to admit that to himself. He couldn't admit that to himself.

Harry's sobs became louder and there was nothing he could do to stop them as he came to terms with reality.

Everything was so overwhelming. Too overwhelming. There was nothing Harry could do as everything hit him. He needed Draco to hold him, to tell him that it's okay, to tell him that he's safe, to tell him that he loves him.

Harry didn't know what to do, so he just screamed.

"Draco, help me! Please, help me!"