Drarry Oneshots

🔪 Drarry 🔪

(Never allowed)
(Warning this will include: Abuse, homophobic slurs, self harm and depressing themes)

Draco looked at Harry who slept silently with his head on his desk. It was the middle of class and usually Draco wouldn't hesitate to tell the teacher.

Lately things had changed. He almost never picked on Potter anymore in fact he almost looked out for the other male and made sure he was okay.

Today he was admiring the beauty of the sleeping boy when everything just hit like a brick. He had a crush on Potter. Another male....

Would his parents even allow such a thing? They were usually very strict and often didn't let him do anything that seemed out of the ordinary.

He let out a sigh and ran a hand through his bright blonde hair as class ended with the normal bell. He gently tapped Harrys shoulder and hurried out so he wouldn't know who had.

This is what his life had come to? Geeze Malfoy get it together. His tired feet started to walk the normal walls till a large hand landed on his should with a harsh pat.

"Goyle how many times have I told you not to do that? It hurts for goodness sakes you nit!"

"Sorry Malfoy. Don't suppose I could come over to your house today? I'd like to get away with not doing my homework."

"Not today...I have something to discuss with my parents. I don't think it will go well." He finished his sentence with the loud crunch of a apple and the conversation was forgotten as they headed to lunch.

Through out the rest of the day Draco would catch glances of Potter either with his friends or doing normal school things.

His favorite was whenever he caught the brown haired boy looking too. Maybe he liked him just the same. That would be nice.

Then the day ended and everything took a grin turn as Draco walked into his home.

"Hello dear. How was school? You didn't get suspended yet so that's good."

Draco nodded and bit his lip feeling nervous. "Is father here? I'd like to discuss something with...the both of you..."

Draco jumped as his father spoke deeply from behind him, his cane tapping lightly on the floor. "Yes I'm here. What do you have to say? Get on with it I don't have all day."

Draco took a deep breath and prayed to Dumbledore his parents would take this alright. His heart was racing and his palms were sweaty as he finally got the sentence out.

"I-i think I like boys. Lately I've noticed people like Crabbe and Goyle going after girls, while I'm stuck staring at...a boy in class."

He decided telling that his crush was Harry would wait. It might not be as hard for them to take it in.

The rooms air seemed to stale though and it felt like a monster loomed within the house. Draco's nervous self turned panicked. He'd only ever felt this way one or two other times.

He turned to see his mother leaving. The door slightly open. Her face showed guilt and grief yet she didn't stay.

The noise from the door closing made the room feel worse. "Father I was kidding. I don't really like boys honest."

"I can see right through your lies. Don't worry. When we are done here you won't like boys anymore."

Draco took a step back but his father grabbed onto the velvety black robe he was wearing and threw him to the floor.

His eyes met his fathers and a new fear climbed into his stomach. His father's eyes burned with a mighty fair. This wasn't going to end well.

He braced himself as he got a hard kick to the gut making him groan in pain. He could hear stuff being thrown around as he tried to recover but it was to late.

A side of metal frying pan smashed harshly into his back and he fell right back to the ground.

His hair was pulled back with a rough grip that made his head spin. His whole body hurt. His father made them face each other.

"You are going to like women like a real man does or you will be kicked out of my house and left on the street like worm that needs to be run over. No son of mine will be a disgusting gay. Do you understand me?"

Draco's eyes had tears starting to fill them but he didn't dare cry. He answered just like he should have "Yes father. I'm sorry."

"Good." His father said as he let go of the blonde hair and started to go up the winding stairs of his home.

The next day was excruciating for Draco. His back hurt, his head ached, and worst of all he felt completely stupid.

He should have known his father would never accept him for something like that. From now on every time he saw Harry he would glare. It was easier to blame his crush then his family.

A tap on his shoulder caught his attention and he slowly turned to see none other than Potter himself. The reason he'd gotten so careless.

"What do you want?"

"Well Malfoy you seem off. Your walking stiffly and you keep glaring at me...it's different from usual. Before it almost seemed like you-"

"Don't you dare say it. I don't give a damn about you and I never will. Go hang out with the weasel and the Granger the fifthly mud blood."

Harry looked at Draco. He seemed very hurt by what had just been said. He regained his normal posture quickly though.

"My bad Malfoy. Its obvious things never change. Have fun with your friends too. I'm sorry I bothered."

With that the two parted ways. Neither trying to bring a relationship up again. Draco never dared have a crush on another boy.

The end