Recently:
When suddenly it clicked -Dragon...- without thinking i got up and hurried out the Great Hall ignoring Rons and Hermiones cries. When i got out of the Great Hall i run down the hall to where ever my feet were taking me. I looked outside to where the lake was there sitting under a tree was Draco Malfoy. I stopped and made my way to him, when i was three steps away he notice me and scowled,
"what do you want potter? here to make fun of me, well go ahead i dont care just make it quick" he said while he turned his attention back to the lake. i opened my mouth and closed it again thinking about what to say,
"err, malfoy who used to call you dragon? i mean is it your nickname or something" i asked carefully without making him angry.
"its none of your buisness!" he snapped,
"im trying to help you malfoy, its not everday you get a potter helping a malfoy" i said with a hint of humour,
"i dont need Your charity potter" he said sounding helpless and small nearly coming out in whisperes.
"this is not charity malfoy, i just wanna help, not as a hero but as harry, come on accept it mal-draco" he looke up shocked, he opened his mouth but closed it not knowing what to say. He looked up, and carefully looked back at me, watched me intently, trying to find something a hint to show that i was lying, he finally gave up and relaxed.
"Fine potter-"
"harry.."
"pardon" he asked intently,
"Harry call me Harry, its only fair as i called you draco"
"mmm, okay Harry" he said,suddenly he took me by surprise by smiling at me thinking i wasn't looking -beautiful..he should smile at me more often- i thought -wait what! why do i care! why am i acting like his mine ..*groan* urrgh- i sighed and looked down at draco. I slowly plopped myself next to him. Silence. No one said a word we stayed like that for a few minutes. When finally the nerves got to me,
"so who used to call you dragon?" i sounded desperate -cos i was..-
"why do you wanna know?" he asked. So i told him about the dream and the little girl by the time i had finished, tears were running down his cheek -he looks like the girl from my dream- I thought. without thinking i lifted my arm and pulled him into a hug. After a moment of total hell with malfoy having a fit about him crying and how it was un-malfoy he finally calmed down, but that's when all hell broke lose. He then began crying while at the same time he started whispering "im sorry lucy, im so sorry.." he then kept clinging onto me which in my opinion i found so utterly adorable. -whose this lucy anyways does she have something to do with the girl in my dreams? and why did he keep apologising-
Draco POV:
-this is so embarrassing, i have totally betrayed the family name- I tried pushing him off but he wouldn't budge. i gave up after third or fourth try. We stayed in the same position for a while, me curled up on pot-Harry chest and Harry hugging me like he had to do it. when suddenly Harry tight grip started to loosen up without thinking i grabbed a handful of his shirt hoping he wouldn't go.
He shifted for a second I thought he was going to leave, i whimpered. i looked back to his face, his eyes were wide from shock but after making contact he calmed down and smiled at me. He then lifted me up and sat me on his lap while at the same time he tightened his grip, i sighed and relaxed. I was nearly asleep when Harry decided to open his mouth,
"so.. whose Lucy?you don't have to tell me if your not ready"
"nah its okay i trust you anyway" i replied slowly not really bothered to speak, after crying for so long i felt drained, i had no energy to argue,
"well i don't know where to begin, well Lucy i guess is my younger sister-" i was rudely cut off when harry gave a very loud gasp, i turned to look at him. he smiled sheepishly embarrassed of interupting me,
"like i was saying before I was rudely interupted Lucy is my younger sister i lobed her dearly, she was always there whenever i was upset or annoyed with bad Potter" i chuckled to myself remembering those times. I looked back at Potter who in which had a very confused expression.
"Sadly she had a disease that only effected wizards: it effects their magic core by draining it, some of the symptoms of this disease would be coughing out blood and depression." I paused and swallowed back the sob that was about to erupt and blinked back the tears "she was only 7, could you imagine it a seven year old girl depressed, no i didn't think so, I mean I come home relieved that the war was over only to arrive home to an elf with my sisters teddy bear telling me that she past away a week ago" I finished off with a bitter taste in my mouth.
"im so sorry draco, I-I didn't know, I cant believe that after all this I thought everyone was happy im sorry i didn't see you suffering.."he replied, i looked at him, he wasn't looking at me any more he was looking at the lake with a guilt expression pasted on his face,
"oh no,no,no I told you I dint want your charity, and how could you, with all the responsibility, seriously harry if you must know your the hero, if you weren't you would have not cared at all, its only your hero complex" i ended it close to whisper but he heard me,
"Thats not true" he began,
"Yes it is, im a Malfoy. Harry im the son of a death eater, just admit it if you weren't the so called Harry Potter you have hated me like everyone else" i replied softly.
"thats not true" this time he had his eyes closed,
"Harry it is true and you know it" I snapped -god just accept it- I thought, annoyed that he wouldn't accept it and kept denying it.
We stayed silent for who knows how long. I then decide to go to the position i had before, i sat on his lap and rested my head on his chest and close my eyes , waited till I fell asleep.
A/N: MM wonder what's going to happen next i mean it cant just end like that *smirks and looks at you evilly* or can it mwuhaahahahaha
