angst, very very angsty, prepare your tissues, i saw this in tiktok and i was inspired to write it, mentions of cheating, misunderstanding, attempt suicide, ambigious ending
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"You cheated on me."
It sounded like a statement more than a question as Harry stared at Draco with cold furious teary eyes as he stood in their room at the Burrow for the night after the Ministry's Christmas Ball.
Frustration filled the blond as he threw up his hands, trying to defend himself by replying, "I didn't! I wouldn't! Pansy is lying!" He rubbed his hands over his face in exhaustion, ruffling his hair messily.
Harry couldn't accept the words and shouted, "You fucking liar!"
"Harry, please!" Draco begged. "She's lying! You know it! You should know I would never fucking cheat on you!"
"Were you or were you not with her tonight?! Astoria?! Is she who you disappeared with the whole night?!" the black-haired male asked instead.
Draco grumbled into his hands, tugging the strands of his hair. "YES! I was trying to make her forgive me!"
His heart and mind were filled with disbelief by his fiance's reply, still suspicious and hesitant to believe his words. "For what?!"
"Because I'm trying to be a better person for you! That's all I ever fucking do!" Draco answered as his eyes that were dwelled with tears stared straight into his green eyes. His heart was in turmoil, not knowing what he should think. "Tell me what else I can do to make you believe that I love you?!"
Harry just stayed quiet.
"Tell me!" Draco marched over to him and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him. Suddenly he let go as if he was burnt by something hot. "You're never gonna trust me, are you?" he asked brokenly.
Harry scoffed, tears started streaming down. "Trust you? You think that I should trust you?" he questioned back, laughing as he turned around, running a shaky hand through his hair.
"Yes..."
"And where has that ever gotten me?!" he screamed, spinning back around to glare at Draco.
The blond stifled a sob as he asked, "You're never gonna forgive me, are you?" His body started trembling but Harry shook it off. He cheated on you, he thought. You shouldn't feel sorry for a cheater. "You're just gonna keep bringing it up every single time!"
"Because I don't trust you!" Harry blurted out in anger. Draco flinched back as if he had just gotten slapped, eyes wide.
"You act like you're so fucking innocent," he spat weakly. "Like you're perfect."
Harry just wrapped his arms around himself to hold his pieces close, not wanting to start breaking down so bad in front of Draco.
"Fuck you!" Draco sneered.
"Fuck you too!" he spat back, breathing heavily as he held himself tightly.
Draco's entire body was shaking badly as he took off the engagement ring and threw it at Harry. "NOW FUCK OFF! I'm fucking DONE! You can fucking take it back and propose to someone who you can 'trust', Potter!" he screamed, taking his wand and ran out of the room.
The entire Weasley family were standing in front of the door when Draco just passed them without a word, sobbing behind his hand and soon he was out of the house in the middle of the night into the cold snow.
Harry slumped to the floor with a heartbroken weep. Everyone rushed to surround him, comforting him as best as they can but they could never fill the void Draco had left in him as he walked away.
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It was a week after the breakup when Astoria came knocking at the Burrow's door with a small smile, hesitant. Ron opened the door and snarled at her. "What do you want, Greengrass?"
"I need to speak to Harry Potter. I just got the news from Pansy and I came straight here to set things right. Please," she said. "Let me explain things."
"There's no need for you to explain anything," Hermione glared, coming from the kitchen to see who came knocking.
"This is important. It's a life or death situation regarding Draco. It was just a misunderstanding."
Ron gritted his teeth before turning around to walk up the stairs. Astoria toon that as an invitation and walked after the youngest male Weasley into the house. She saw the poisonous looks thrown at her but she paid them no mind. She knew what truly happened and she will set it straight.
"Harry, someone wanted to speak to you," Ron knocked on the door. They waited for a moment before they heard the soft padding of footsteps towards the door and it opened, revealing a half-dead looking Harry, face blotched.
"What–" Harry started to ask but he saw Astoria and he slammed the door closed again. She immediately hunched up and said, "Please, listen to me! I know you don't want to and I understand but I need to tell you my part of the story."
"Yes, I do have feelings for Draco but don't get me wrong, I knew he wouldn't reciprocate my feelings for him and I respect that. That night when Draco came to me. He was apologising about what his parents did, betrothing us. He apologised that he could never return my feelings because he loves you," Astoria's voice trembled. "He was hoping that we could go back to being friends the way we were before back in Hogwarts."
"Pansy knew what we were talking about but she was jealous of you and wanted to ruin your relationship. Which is why she came to you, spouting nonsense that Draco was cheating on you with me. We were just talking, I swear. Draco is like a big brother to me that protects me and listens to me when he can. That was all that we ever were and will always be."
"He loves you, Potter. He tried his best for you. Ever since he got into a relationship with you, he was different in a good way. He was never selfish. He was always the first to help any of us when we need him. He becomes a good man because of you, for you. He was always trying to be the best man he could be for you. He once told me that he was afraid that you couldn't accept him for who he was if he didn't try hard enough to please you."
"Please," the Pureblood woman begged. "Please don't condemn him or punish him for something he didn't even do. He doesn't deserve this."
"Potter," she stared at the door, not knowing if Harry was even listening to her words or not. "If you still love him, if there is even an ounce in you that still cares for him at all, go and see him, please. He's in a coma, currently in St Mungo's. It's been a few days now since he was first admitted. He downed a bunch of poisonous potions at the Manor. The Medi-Witch told us that he was suffering from severe depression."
She broke down in tears when the door finally opened. Harry stood there, crying even more than she was.
"He had been for a few years."
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Harry was terrified to enter the ward.
He had been standing there with a massive ton of guilt weighing in his heart. He didn't know how welcome he would be in the room. As soon as Narcissa saw him, she had slapped him and shouted at him for causing her son to attempt suicide before Lucius made her swallow a Calming Draught and left as soon as possible without even making eye contact with Harry.
He took a shaky breath and entered.
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and that's it folks 😂 hope you enjoyed my very thorough angst
