Masked - HP (Drarry)

Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, the Saviour. That's what they all they saw. They saw the mask he so desperately depended on. The mask he slipped into so easily after all these years of wearing it. Slipping it on was comparable to slipping into a comfortable bed. It felt safe. A feeling Harry Potter did not often get to experience

Harry Potter, the freak, broken, abused, worthless. The truth. That was who he was. Harry Potter was nothing. He heard what people said about him now. He defeated Voldemort, and now that he had served his purpose, those around him showed their true colors.

Draco Malfoy, the bully, the pureblood, the Slytherin Prince, hates Harry Potter. That's what they all thought, what he made them believe. When people hear his name they cower, run, or prepare to fight. No one compares the Malfoy heir to anything less than cold-hearted and mean.

Draco Malfoy, kind, sweet, loving, mysterious. The truth. Draco was never anything less than a curious spirited child, a loving boy willing to face any fear if it meant seeing his mother's smile. A boy that was forced to grow up to fast. Whose father showed him that if he continued to show the "Hufflepuff" side of him, he would only end up getting hurt. (Though Draco always loved the Hufflepuffs.)

When Harry Potter comes back to his last and eighth year he seems different. He refuses to meet anyone's eyes and barely says a word. He doesn't seem like the same Saviour everyone knew throughout their years at Hogwarts.

⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This story contains; Self-harm, an eating disorder, abuse, rape, and bullying.

(I do NOT own this book. I just read it, and it had a great storyline... But the grammar and a few other things were...off. So this is my version of the same book? I suppose. Enjoy.) Original Author: @Maria2allowed