Drarry.
written by Ĵαмɛƨ Sнαω
[complete]Wind was rushing in his face, walls a black shape behind him. Snape was going to kill Harry (this is a Drarry fan fiction. I'm really bad at this sorry) This book goes form Harry's point of view to Draco's. Draco feels guilty about breaking up with H-Potter two years ago due to his fathers wishes but isn't brave enough to ask him out again in 8th year. I update every few days (Or twice a day) so please bookshelf if you like it!
Last Updated
05/31/21
Chapters
9
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856
Draco's P.O.V.
Chapter 4
I was walking to the Great Hall alone. Again. I had made sure Pansy was still asleep before coming down. After she called me 'My Dragon' I had felt sick. I always did after the word 'Dragon' was spoken, because it always reminded me of Har-Potter and the last word to me was 'Dragon' and mine to him was little lion. Witch suited him well. He was in Gyriffindor and was shorter by about two inches then me. Pushing open the Great Hall doors I glanced over at H-Potter who was picking at his food sitting with Weasley and Granger who looked like they were eating each others faces. I sighed, I did that a lot now. I hated seeing Harry so depressed. Slowly walking over to the Slytherin table and sitting by himself shoveled a huge pancake he knew he wasn't going to eat onto his plate and sat forcing himself not to look at Ha-Potter. He thought back to the day they had broken up. Sighing again he thought of how he couldn't even look into Harry's eyes the whole day. The night before he had gotten a letter from his father saying:
Dear Draco,
Son, it's Potter. Potter who murdered the Dark Lord, your Mother and I don't understand why you would kiss a Mudblood like him. Your mother is thinking along the same lines as myself and strongly suggests you get rid of him. A blood traitor like Potter is a disgrace to the family and causes us the need to, I am dearly sorry, take you off the family tree. Unfortunately if you keep this up we will have to Isolate you.
You have until midnight tomorrow Chose wisely,
your father Lucius Malfoy
The letters from his father would always rant about dating Harry but had never carried threats like this one had. I remembered crying on the letter that night in bed. Witch should I chose? My little lion or my family? He couldn't tell Harry because he would say to chose his family and to leave him. But I couldn't do that either, and I couldn't ask anyone else for advise because none of them had ever had something like this happen to them. And because the only people I talked to now was his little lion and Harry's friends. Weasley and Granger would love to get ride of me and Harry would do some stupid 'brave' thing like... show up at the manor or something that would surely end up in Harry dying. For some reason Draco chose his family, even though his father hated him for failing to obey You-Know-Who. Laying in bed he waited for the sun to raise while planing what in Merlin's pants he was going to say to Harry, his little lion. All I could think of the next day was WHEN I was going to tell Harry. After he finally did he walked away crying, and started running as soon as H-Potter had been out of sight.
Coming back to the world I let myself glance at Potter. What I saw worried me. H-Potter was staring of into the distance with tears falling fast down his face. Is this my fault? I hope not... Then Harry got up and walked briskly to the doors. He glanced at me and started running and covering his beautiful face.
Dear Draco,
Son, it's Potter. Potter who murdered the Dark Lord, your Mother and I don't understand why you would kiss a Mudblood like him. Your mother is thinking along the same lines as myself and strongly suggests you get rid of him. A blood traitor like Potter is a disgrace to the family and causes us the need to, I am dearly sorry, take you off the family tree. Unfortunately if you keep this up we will have to Isolate you.
You have until midnight tomorrow Chose wisely,
your father Lucius Malfoy
The letters from his father would always rant about dating Harry but had never carried threats like this one had. I remembered crying on the letter that night in bed. Witch should I chose? My little lion or my family? He couldn't tell Harry because he would say to chose his family and to leave him. But I couldn't do that either, and I couldn't ask anyone else for advise because none of them had ever had something like this happen to them. And because the only people I talked to now was his little lion and Harry's friends. Weasley and Granger would love to get ride of me and Harry would do some stupid 'brave' thing like... show up at the manor or something that would surely end up in Harry dying. For some reason Draco chose his family, even though his father hated him for failing to obey You-Know-Who. Laying in bed he waited for the sun to raise while planing what in Merlin's pants he was going to say to Harry, his little lion. All I could think of the next day was WHEN I was going to tell Harry. After he finally did he walked away crying, and started running as soon as H-Potter had been out of sight.
Coming back to the world I let myself glance at Potter. What I saw worried me. H-Potter was staring of into the distance with tears falling fast down his face. Is this my fault? I hope not... Then Harry got up and walked briskly to the doors. He glanced at me and started running and covering his beautiful face.
