Just saw a writing prompt on Pinterest, so I'm now applying it to Drarry!
Harry Potter just lost his godfather, Sirius Black. The first week passed and he didn't leave his room, much to the annoyance of his best friends. However, after nine days of not eating or showering, Harry manages to get into the shower, eat a small portion of food, and leave his room.
Walking down the stairs and straight past everyone, Harry grabs a handful of floo powder and mutters his destination. When he emerges from the fireplace, he makes his way through The Leaky Cauldron and onto the muggle streets of London.
He finally came across the very same pub he saw in a picture of James and Sirius when they were younger—a picture from their bachelor party. So, he lifts his head high and walks into the pub, prepared to drink away his sorrows.
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Draco Malfoy was lounging in his room, listening to his aunt and mother sob over their cousin's death. Draco overheard his parents saying that Potter believes his aunt was responsible for the Lord Black's demise, but Bellatrix truly loved her cousin.
While he was reading a book in Malfoy Manor's library, a house elf appeared. "Young Master, there be a visitor for you."
Draco just raised his brow, but put his book down and followed the elf to the front door of the manor. There, looking disheveled with his wrinkles clothing and tearstained face was Harry Potter. That's when Draco noticed the boy had nothing but a much too large T-shirt on. "Potter?"
In a futile attempt to stop crying, Harry sucks in a breath. "...didn't know..." He mumbles, Draco just barely able to pick it up over the wind. "...where else to go..." Before Draco even has time to process the words, Harry Potter, his enemy and lord's arch nemesis, collapses into his arms.