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Draco's POV:
Some people believe the world is flat! Well if the world is flat then why does my life keep going down hill?
"Hello Draco." That cold voice... I know it very well.
My father.
Harry's POV:
After that little show down in the kitchen everything was fine.
Ron and I were in his room talking.
"Look Harry... If you fancy Malfoy..." I look up and see him scratch the back of his neck nervously. "Look I still hate the prat, but your my best friend so I support you man."
"Thanks Ron." I said with a small smile.
"Also just so you know I think you'd be a great dad!"
"Really?" I asked nervously.
"Yes really! You are scary when you want to be, but fun all the same. I think you'd be great!"
"Thank you Ron I greatly appreciate it, but I'm terrified!"
"I'd call you an idiot if you weren't!" Ron said with a small smile.
The door busts open and the twins come in "we need to have a talk with the father to be!"
"Uhh, sureeeee." I said unsure of what to expect.
Draco's POV:
WARNING! This part holds child abuse/Self harm. If you do not like it skip this part please and thank you!
My father is standing right in front of me with a devilish smile.
I fix my composure and make my face as emotionless as possible. "Hello father."
"Draco, I hear you've been slacking on your task." His cold voice said making me shiver.
"Father, I promise to get the task done by June."
He walks torwards me and I walk backwards into a wall... I start hyperventilating he has me cornered, I hate being cornered.
"You're a coward!" He hissed.
Something in me snapped and I said "I am not a coward!"
I immeaditly regreted what I said because father grabbed me by the throat and pinned me to the wall.
He squeazes hard and I claw at his hand because I can't breathe.
"You are nothing but a little fairy and a disgrace!"
My eyes roll to the back of my head and the need to breathe is intense. Suddenly I can breathe again and my vision starts to come back.
Before I knew it my own father was whipping my back with his belt, each hit brought a new scar to not only my skin, but to my heart as well.
I can hear him saying something, but I'm not listening. This is what I deserve for being a fag and a disgrace.
When I don't feel the belt anymore I sigh of relief it's over... Not. My father starts using his fists and beats me to the pulp.
Why can't I just die? Maybe if I just kill my self the world would be happier. Father bashes my head to the floor and I start to lose consciousness.
"Now for the grand finally!" He whispers. I squeaze my eyes shut to keep blood from rolling into them. "CRUCIO!"
I scream in agony. This pain is wayyyy worse!
The pain continued to the point where I want to die.
"LUCIUS NO STOP PLEASE STOP!" I think my mother yelled before I passed out cold.
When I awaken I realized I'm in my room in intense pain.
Suddenly memories of what happened filled my brain and I start sobbing at the aching pain in my chest.
I feel so lonely, my heart is hallow. My father hates me, I learned to accept that, but it doesn't help the pain.
This pain is too much I need that feeling of relief. I grab my muggle pocket knife and bring it to my wrist and slice.
The pain is non existent, all I feel is relief as the blood drips down my arm. I add another cut and laugh through my tears. This is what he did to me.
When I start to feel light headed I wrap the cuts up and go back to sleep. It's been a long day.
Harry's POV:
I woke up with a start. That dream felt so real!
What was it about tho? I try to remember the details, but they are too foggy.
All I know is that I saw Draco and he looked hurt! Please tell me he's ok I don't want him in pain.
End of chapter.
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