Why? - a Drarry Fanfic

Chapter 35

Harry

"What do you mean he's back from Durmstrang?!" Draco shouts. Ron shrugs. "I just saw him coming out of Potions, and asked. He said he didn't like it there, and better things were here."

Yeah. I think those 'better things', is his chance to torment me and throw my poetry books in the lake.

Speaking of which, I should get back into that... I should also take Patch out before he pees on the common room floor-

"Harry! Your damned dog... Ugh!" Hermione exclaims after she steps in it. "Yeah, yeah, I'll clean it up, and I'll buy you some new shoes or something." With a flick of my wand, the liquid is gone, and off Hermione's shoe.

"So? Chris is back. Big deal."

"Harry, he's the one who tried to get you to off yourself, after you had tried!" Draco looks at me like I'm barking. "He also almost got expelled. If he does anything to me, then he can go fuck himself and get 'imself expelled.

"Well, anyway, Remus wants to talk to me about something. Come on, Patch, let's go." He walks next to me as we go. Draco follows. "I'll be fine, you know."

"Yeah. Sure."

"I will. You don't have to protect me, I can protect myself." He slips his hand into mine. "I know I don't have to. I want to."

No one was ever said they wanted to protect me. Protect me because I'm the 'savior', sure. Protect me because they need me to kill Moldyshorts? Definitely. But never because they wanted to. 

"You're so..."

"So what?"

"Different."

"Different?"

"Good different."

"Do you know what Remus wants you for?" 

I forgot. I think he said something about Snape? Maybe? Whatever...

I just shrug. I guess he takes that as an okay answer, because he doesn't ask anymore questions. The walk, like most of the walks we take, is silent. 

As much as I want to pretend that Chris is gone, and he's not coming back, he's here. He's not at Durmstrang. He's here, most likely to see if I'll off myself.

Honestly, with everything going on and him being added to this tornado, I know it won't take much. 

"Hi, Remus. What're we here for?"

"Well, I was just expecting you..." He looks from me, to Draco, to Patch, who's barking loudly and wagging his tail.

Adorable. 

"But this'll work. Come in."

Snape isn't here, so he must be in his room. The three of us, including Patch, take the sofa, and Remus sits across us. "So?"

"Harry, basically, Severus has... told me some things, but he isn't comfortable talking to you about it all directly, so he asked me to do it. He was going to have me talk to Draco tomorrow, but here you both are, so it's fine."

"He can't talk to me?"

"Not about this."

"Why not?! I'm his godson! What the bloody-"

"He wants to leave, Draco." 

What?

He wants to leave?

After everything he's been through, he wants to up and leave just like that?

It's not like I care for him or something, but he's not the stupid Snape who tormented me. Or maybe he is. I don't know. But leaving? This soon?