Why? - a Drarry Fanfic

Chapter 20

Harry

"No..."

"Harry, wake up!!"

I jolt awake in a cold sweat, sitting immediately. "Harry, you're okay, it was a dream. Breathe, breathe." There's a pair of arms around me, but I don't know who. "No, no, no, no." I say. "Harry, look at me, you're okay, you're safe. It was just a dream."

I look up and see Draco holding me. "No. You hated me... they all hate me, they were right, they were right."

"No, I don't hate you. You know I don't, it was just a dream." Draco whispers softly in my ear. He tightens his embrace, and I let him, leaning into his touch. 

After what felt like an eternity, my breathing was back to normal.  "Sorry." I whisper. "It's okay, baby." He says back. "Do you want to go back to bed?"

"What time is it?" He starts to rub circles on my back. "Seven forty-ish."

"No, I have a meeting today at eight. I should get going." I say. God, I don't want to leave this safety I'm feeling, but I can't miss another meet with Phoebe. "Okay. Come back here after?"

I nod and stand, missing his touch instantly. Quickly, I get dressed in my familiar black hoodie and jeans. 

"Bye, Dray."

I pick up my backpack and give him a small smile as I walk out the door, going to this weeks meeting spot. I had decided on a table by the black lake, even though it's starting to get colder. Hurriedly, I walk through the halls with my head down, not bothering to get something from the Great Hall. Not that it matters. I'm not that hungry after whatever that dream was.

I can't remember it, I just know everyone was there, and that I felt nauseous. 

Phoebe got here before me, I can see her waving. I manage a wave back as I sit down.

"So, how have you been this week?" She says once I sit. Before she would say 'how have we been this week', and it honestly annoyed the shit out of me. If it really was 'we', then she wouldn't be asking.

"'M okay I guess. Had a stupid nightmare again." I mumble. "Oh? What this time?" She crosses her legs to sit criss-cross, which has to be uncomfortable on a bench. "I dunno. I don't remember." 

It's not like I ever can. And when I do, why the bloody hell would I want to talk about it. Better to forget them, for me, and people close to me.

"Okay. What are you planning on doing on Halloween this year?" She says, taking the hint that I don't want to talk about my nightmares. "I'm probably just gonna go to Godric's Hollow for an hour, then go to some shitty bar." I say. "So, you're planning on drowning your feelings in alcohol?" 

Concern is laced in her words. Not that there should be. I nod, nonetheless. "Bringing any friends? Hermione, Draco?"

I shake my head. "Nope. Well, I wouldn't if I didn't have to. Remus tell you what happened?" This time she shakes her head, and I'm almost shocked. "What happened?"

"Me and Draco were talking, almost all day. He had some questions, and I was willing to answer." I don't know why I'm even telling her. It's not like I have to. "But, when we went back to our dorms, I had fallen asleep. Draco went for a walk a little while after, and Hermione woke me up and made me come to her dorm. Ron told me a blade appeared next to me, and we had a row about how 'I said I didn't want to anymore', which I never said!" She starts nodding. 

"Then Hermione starts going off on me because I was left alone for twenty minutes to take a nap. So, I left, to try and go back to sleep. It wasn't very successful though." I start toying with a small hole in the bottom of my hoodie. "Why wasn't it successful?"