"Mr. Malfoy, where are you going? You just woke up from a great fall after all, I'm sure your friends can come here, instead of you going to them."
Who was Malfoy? Oh right, it was probably him. A little bit late, he realised that he should have told her about the complete memory loss since he had no idea where he was going to go once he left the hospital-like room. On second thought, maybe making a scene would have actually been a good idea. Well, it was too late to turn back now.
"I will just be going out for a little stroll...around. I must admit that I am in dire need of some fresh air. My, how long did you say I was out for again?" He put his hand to his chest like it was an absolute travesty to have not been told.
"I-uh...four days, Mr. Malfoy. You were out for four days."
"Well then, I shall be going now. Toodaloo!"
Madam Pomfrey stood completely frozen for a long moment like this was the exact opposite of what she expected to happen when Draco woke up. "Mr. Malfoy, wait!" The witch eventually called out, but Draco was already out of the door.
Draco wakes up in the hospital wing having no idea who he is and how he got there. Turns out he fell 20 feet down the stairs and got his memory wiped. What else could go wrong? Meeting Harry Potter definitely was fun, but can he figure out who obliviated him and get his memories back? Or will he be stuck like this for the rest of his life?
Drarry story
Draco is best friends with Pansy, Theo, and Blaise
This story is a mix between being fun and being angsty, so be prepared for sudden jumps between light and dark (I can't help how my brain thinks, just roll with it)
For teen and up audiences.
TW: Mentions/implied reference of child abuse and only a splash of language
There will be warnings at the beginning of a chapter if necessary.
The cover is the result of me being supremely bored. Yes I know it sucks but that's kind of the point because I am no editor, just ignore it as best as you can
"You're such a prick! I knew you hadn't really changed. You're just back to your old ways, torturing me." Harry can still feel Draco's hand around his arm. Their breath mingles as Harry's eyes rove around Malfoy's face. "You probably enjoy it too."
"Immensely."
They're so close that Harry could count Draco's eyelashes if he wanted to.
"You're the worst," Harry gasps out between breaths. His heartbeat pounds overwhelmingly loud in his ears as he loses his senses. His eyes drop to Draco's lips again, and he swallows loudly, interrupting the silence that is only filled with the sound of their heavy breathing. "Fuck you Malfoy."
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Harry is tired of being enemies with Draco. He has more important things to worry about. The most pressing of those being his real enemy, Voldemort, who is now at large.
And then Draco starts acting suspicious and Harry wants to know the truth. He always tries to believe the best in people, but Harry is starting to wonder if there is any good left in Draco at all.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.
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