Harry's POV
I feel like everything bad that has happened is happening all over again. The bullying is getting worse, Umbridge is threatening half the professors here, trying to get them fired.
Ron finds every waking second making fun of me and so does Ginny.
I don't know what to do. The one thing I feared most happened and that was losing my best friend.
On top of that, Draco and I are on our way to detention with the devil herself.
It's almost as if life wants me to be miserable.
I know everyone's all like 'You become stronger!' or whatever crap. I'm done with living the part everyone wants me to live.
I'm sorry I'm not perfect. I'm sorry I'm not worth it. I'm sorry people see me as an even more freak than I already am. It's not like I chose this.
But, part of me doesn't regret it. If I hadn't gone down the path that I did, then Draco and I probably wouldn't be together. The real question is though, is it enough to fully get me out of this consuming darkness?
"Are you ok?" Draco squeezed my hand gently as we came to a stop in front of Umbridge's office.
"I'm fine." I tell him, looking away towards the ground.
"No. I know you're not."
"Just leave it!" I shouted at him. He backed away from me slightly and released my hand. I instantly wanted that touch again, but I kept my hand back.
"Fine. Let's just get this over with." He knocked on the door to Umbridge's office. A second later we heard her high pitched voice say come in and we entered.
"Ah, yes. Boys have a seat." We took a seat in the two chairs that were placed in front of her desk.
I hate being in this room. Everything about it is wrong. Everything that has happened in here is wrong.
"Now. I would like to just chat with the two of you for a moment."
I began to panic slightly. What is Happening? She usually just punishes us in the worst sort of way. She doesn't waste time with words
"Now. I'm gonna say this once. This thing the two of you have going on is utterly disgusting and it better end. Mr. Potter, I hope you realize I have the ability to expel you from this school and so I hope you'll start thinking about your actions. Mr. Malfoy, If you continue this disturbing display then I will contact your father about this and have him come straight to the school. Your father would be thoroughly disappointed in what you have done."
I froze. Draco's father can't find out about us. It's his only home, family.
I won't make it worse for him. I know what it's like to have an awful family. I can't put him through it too.
"What do you know about my father?" Draco's voice grew cold and void of emotion.
"Let's just say we know each other rather well. And I'm sure you know what your father is capable of."
I could see the hesitation in Draco's eyes. He's scared. He doesn't know what to do.
I have to end this. Draco is already scared of his father for being a death eater. He doesn't need him to hate Draco. I won't ruin the relationship with his dad. He doesn't deserve that. "Understood professor, we'll end it off. No harm done." I told her, my head down.
Draco's head snapped to mine and when I made eye contact, I noticed how wide eyed he had become. Confusion, fear, and a little sadness lingered in them. "Harry, what?"
"I know what it's like to have your family hate you. I can't do that to you. Your biggest fear about this relationship was your father finding out and I understand why. I don't know why I thought this could work. We're just kidding ourselves. It's better for the both of us if we just end this. I don't want to out you through pain. You deserve to be happy." I buried my face in my hands, holding back a sob.
I don't want to leave him. I love him. I can't lose him, but I don't have a choice. I won't let him suffer.
"Harry, please. I don't care what my father will do. He's gonna hate me forever when I tell him I don't want to be a death eater anyways. I can't lose you." He grabs my hand, which causes me to look straight at him again. "I love you, Harry James Potter. I'm not gonna let Umbridge or my father ruin the one good thing in my life that I have."
"Enough! Boys! Th-"
"No!" Draco yelled and got up on his feet. "Go tell my father, see if I care, but everyone, including you, need to back the hell off of us. It's not your business what we choose to do. That's on us!" He shouted at her, confidence and intimidation rolling off of him in waves. "I have to thank you Umbridge, if you hadn't put Harry in Slytherin, then I never would've known that he is my everything and you won't rip that away from us!" He yelled as loudly as he could. Umbridge was frozen in her seat.
Draco turned to me and grabbed my hand before pulling me with him out the door.
After we had turned down a different corridor, he stopped and turned towards me.
He grabbed me gently, yet quickly and pulled me towards him, our lips connecting.
I could feel how frustrated, and upset he was. I wanted to make that go away. He was angry with Umbridge and upset with me that I would drop him so easily.
It wouldn't have been easy, I know that for a fact.i would've hurt a lot and I don't think I could've gotten through it. So I gave back all the love and care I could muster up to show him how much a loved him and appreciated him. He won't have to doubt me.
He calmed down as he pulled away.
"I love you, Harry. Please don't leave me." He sounded so desperate and broken. I couldn't help but to feel awful for what I had done.
"I'm sorry. I love you too, I won't leave you. I just don't want you to suffer the way I had, but if we ever broke it off, I honestly don't k ow what would happen to me. I'm sorry I said that." I whispered. He smiled at me. He knew my words were true and he grew happy at the thought.
However, our happy moment was ruined.
"Oh look! It's the two gays!"
We can't ever get a break, can we?
"Weasley. What do you want?" Draco sneered.
"Oh nothing. I'm just wondering. Harry, how does it feel being in the same bed as a death eater."
Draco growled, ready to fight him. I held him back by putting my hand on his shoulder. "Best thing that's ever happened, if I'm being honest."
"I knew you were a coward. Bending over for someone like him. It's disgusting."
"The only thing disgusting here is you, Ron!"
It happened so quickly. Ron whipped out his wand and casted a spell faster than the two of us.
"Diffindo!" He screamed. The spell came hurtling towards me, but before it hit me, Draco pushed me out of the way.
The spell hit him instead and he went toppling to the ground.
"Draco!" I collapsed next to him and see blood oozing out of a cut on his back. "Look at what you've done!" Tears streamed down my face. My anger rising. Magical energy dripping off me.
"Harry." Ron called out. Regret plastered on his face. "I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean for that to happen."
"Like hell you didn't. I know you were aiming at me, but how could you. You're supposed to be my best friend!"
"I-"
"Just get out! Go away!" A burst of energy had sent Ron flying a few feet away. He listened to what I said and scrambled to his feet and left.
"Harry?"
"Draco? I'm here." I calmed down at hearing his voice.
"Are you ok?" He mumbled.
I laughed slightly. "Yeah. I'm ok. Uhm. Hold on, I think I know a spell for this." I muttered a spell under my breath that was unfamiliar to most people.
The wound healed and closed up. Draco looked at me. "What kind of spell was that?"
"I don't know the name of it, but Madam Pomfrey used it on me to heal my shoulder after the first Triwizard tournament. I knew it would come in handy."
Draco smiled at me lightly. "I guess you're not all that useless." He said playfully
"Hey! I'm good at casting spells, just not potions."
"Yes. I am aware." He stood up and pulled me with him. "Let's get out of here."