✔DRARRY ONESHOTS

Love is not impossible

1. Harry never felt like he was loved.

His parents died when he was young, and he doesn't remember them anyway. His childhood was filled with hateful comments and beatings 24/7 - no love there either. When he joined Hogwarts, he felt like he was finally, finally going to be loved.

But no. His friends don't love him. They just want him for the connections, the fame, the money. The person he wanted love from the most hated his guts. This person hated him for rejecting him. But the truth was, Harry didn't want to reject him. He was too busy staring at him with awe and he panicked. It was like someone else said the words but they came out of his mouth. He wanted to fix it, but the damage was done.

Draco Malfoy could never be his in any way shape or form.

This rejection led to harry being hated by someone he loved for 7 years. The taunts, the pain, hexes and curses. He never forgave himself for almost killing him in that bathroom the day Katie was cursed. He knew Draco was forced into all of this, so was he! He understood how Draco felt but all Harry did was push people away.

No wonder no one loves him.

When he returned for 8th year, he was thrown into the spotlight again. It was brighter than ever this time and he hated it. He just wanted to see Draco, the boy he has been in love with for 7 years now, to see if he made it.

When he did finally see Draco, his heart shattered. It was when they stepped off the train, Draco stood there bags under his eyes, wide eyes alert, flinching when someone so much as looks at him. He was so skinny, underfed almost and was covered in scars. He no longer held his head up, it was down, chin into his chest almost, hair in his eyes yet he didn't move it away. It was almost like he was hiding behind it.

Once harry saw him standing there with about 2 metres of space around him, singling him out, he burst into tears at seeing the broken boy. He lunged forward and wrapped him up in a hug, ignoring the flinch from the older boy. He sobbed into his hair pressing him close to his body whilst Draco snuggled into his neck and wrapped his arms around his chest. Draco sighed into Harry's collarbone and let a few of his own tears go.

After harry had calmed down and wasn't sobbing as hard anymore he pulled back and looked at Draco who had suspiciously gone still. Draco had fallen asleep in Harry's arms with tear tracks running down his face and a soft smile, and Harry melted. He smiled softly at the boy and picked him up bridal style before carrying him up to the school.

Maybe, maybe this love was returned and Harry's chest filled with hope at the possibility of finally, being loved.

After all, it must take a lot of trust to fall asleep in your supposed enemy's arms, right?