Hermione And Draco Talks About Muggle Physics And It's Application: *nodding*

Hermione and Draco talks about muggle Physics and it's application: *nodding*

Harry : * pretends to understand everything *

( really old draft. Compensation for inability to post Today's prompt/requests )

Thoughts

I just know he's up to something. He looks so gaunt and maudlin.

He knew it was me! Why didn't he say something to Bellatrix?

That was a rather heartfelt apology. Unexpected but sincere.

Is that- No, it can't be! Oh right, they're cousins... He's so at ease bouncing Teddy around singing French rhymes.

That smile kills me every time.

I just wanna kiss those plush lips, Merlin!

He's so beautiful, so soft and pliant and giving.

I- wow, we made it!

"Knut for your thoughts?"

"I love you."

"Love you, too. Now let's get married, you sap."

July Prompt #6 - @drarrymicrofic | Prompt - Thought

07.31 ➵ HAPPY BIRTHDAY, H A R R Y P O T T E R.

anyway - harry, a very happy birthday to yeh.

Part 2 requested by @textrovert-01 @missdrarrydawn sorry for taking so long. Hope you like it.

TW ⚠️- BLOOD MENTION, SUICIDE ATTEMPT

" you are too young to take the case Harry " Kingsley sighed

" Mr. Shackebolt I'd rather be thrown out of the trial for being too young than not to try to save a kid that I know is absolutely innocent "

" you don't know that Harry-"

" but I do. I know he is innocent and I believe him" Harry snapped.

" Harry, ministry doesn't work on belief system. Even if I try to persuade the ministry, he will still be a death eater-"

" one that he was forced to become. Mr. Shackebolt, I beg you. Please "

Shackebolt shut off his eyes for a moment, sighing before he let out the words of wisdom " I will try "

" that's all I need " and Harry walked out of his office, hardly making through the stampede of people.

It took him almost a week to finally get Draco's under him, with limitations that he would be under supervision.

" any of evidence's found ?" Harry asked as he sat down in the swamp of files and books relating to the case, for defense.

" we went through his things and this was all that we could find. Nothing relevant. Just a couple of notes, hate letters and school thing's" the auror distastefully said

" leave me all of it and kindly leave the room " Harry Replied with much resilience not to snap at him.

The auror walked out of the room rather disappointed or with expression full of hatred. It wasn't such a surprise to him anymore. Ever since the news flooded out he wanted to speak against the defense for the malfoy family, he's gotten support and hatred both but mostly severely judged. And harry tried his best to not let it effect him.

He went through most of the hate letters he received from a ton of people he actually knew back from school, a lot of people who helped him during the war. To say he wasn't surprised by the immaturity of people to hate on death eaters without giving them a chance to defend themselves. Some of the letters were so harsh that Harry had to practically incendio them but it wasn't of any use knowing letters to Draco were already read. Spending almost 3 hours in the room, he got fed up of Reading letter and Decided to go out. He was about to even walk out of the ministry when he passed by the juvenile prisoners and decided to pay Draco a visit to have a one to one conversation with him to know if he could be of any use.

" visitor to Draco malfoy" Harry told the man behind the desk who almost became Shocked to death quite literally at seeing Harry. Again, not such a surprising thing anymore.

" Draco malfoy, sir "

" right, right, of course. You have the permission ?" He asked

" I - I don't but I know Kingsley shacklebolt, I can get him to get me in " Harry almost threateningly said

" th- that won't be required. Cell no. 21" the man almost mewled and gave Harry the key to the cell.

Rolling his eyes, Harry walked off to Draco's cell not knowing exactly why he was paying him a visit or what exactly was he going to say when he meets Draco.

But it wasn't required because when he reached the cell, it was completely dark with Only someone lying in the corner. Assuming he must be sleeping, Harry almost walked until he didn't feel Right and walked into the cell, finding him too limp to move. Harry kneeled down to Draco's eye level but they were shut closed.

" Malfoy, hey, can you hear me ?" Harry slapped Draco's cheeks lightly to bring him into consciousness.

" hey, Draco. What's wron- holy fuck " Harry immediately gasped as his eyes fell upon the blood oozing out from his wrist.

Panting heavily in panic, Harry pushed away his sleeves to reveal multiple cuts down his wrist, losing blood more than usual.

" help, I need someone in here. A medic " Harry yelled loudly for someone to at least hear his faint voice if possible.

" Draco I need you to look at me, come on. Wake up " Harry heavily rasped as his voice started to break down in the fear of holding someone innocent who might be dead.

He placed his fingers on Draco's neck meeting with only faint heartbeat.

" please, Just. Don't give up. I'm gonna get you out of here " Harry whimpered. He tore a part of his shirt and tied around his wrist and without procrastinating picked Draco up in his arms.

With much difficulty and almost out of breath, Harry finally reached the key holder.

" I need you to call st. Mungo's right now" he shouted at the man before running forward out of the cells.

He was almost out when he caught attention of just the person he needed.

" what's wrong with him?" Mr. Shackebolt asked in deadening shock

" attempt to suicide possibly. He's still alive. We need to get him to the hospital right now" he hadn't even realised how hurriedly and loudly he was talking until he realised he had even gather unwanted attention.

" we must not apparate harry. There's a medic car right out. We'll take that "

And harry nodded following him to the car.

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Draco opened his eyes to the room he immediately hated to be in.

" please let it be hell " Draco whispered under his breath

" you'd wish that wouldn't you ?" Someone asked. Draco roamed his eyes around the room to find a dark figured revealing itself.

" kind of was hoping that " Draco replied as he tried to get up but was met with help immediately, realising the dark figure was none other than harry.

" what are you doing here ?" Draco asked, wincing when Harry's hands accidentally touched his Wrist.

" oh- well- I think you should be asking what are you doing here " Harry gave him a small smile. He went across the room, Poured a glass of water and gave it to Draco, who took it without reluctance.

" well yes and that too " Draco nodded

" well let's start at the beginning, I had somehow an instinct that you had attempted suicide and ran up for it and then I bought you here " Harry grinned in a fake way.

" okay, now what's the actual reason ?"

Harry sighed, sitting down on the chair next to his bed " first I need you to answer if you're okay ?"

Draco frowned before whispering a small yes.

" I don't get it, how am I still here Harry ?"

Harry sucked in his cheeks thinking through to tell Someone how they're here who had wished upon to be dead until he decided, he deserved to know.

" I have news for you. Want to hear the good news or the bad news ?"

" what ? You know What whatever is fine. Just tell me the good news "Draco shook his head impatiently.

" well, your mom is on house arrest for 2 years with validation to leave the house only with aurors on duty and next, you've won the trial. But you are on probation for 6 months " harry replied, leaning back into his chair.

" I've won- how is that possible? I wasn't even there ?" Draco let his confusion entirely pour out without thinking through the fact that he was still talking to his arch nemesis.

" according to decree no. 40 of the laws and regulations of ministry of magic, a juvenile in life threatened situation, may or may not be present in the court to defend themselves if they have a defendants on their side to provide with relevant evidence "

" and who must be my defendant- it was you, wasn't it ?"

Harry sighed " I was. Not because I pitied you or anything. I was on your defense before you even tried to commit anything. I was only going to come and talk to you about the case when I found you, well covered In blood and unconscious "

" you didn't had to save me. I did it for a reason-"

" a reason that was absurd enough " harry fought back.

" you don't make my decisions for me potter. I make my own decisions and it was mine to do this to myself "

" so what, you just wanted me to leave you there to die, are you nuts ?" Harry frustratingly voiced.

" of course-"

" then I'm sorry to inform you, that's not me malfoy-"

" obviously because your saviour complex would never be able to do that. Leave someone to die. Haven't you got enough fame to be the saviour that you had save my life, again ?" Draco yelled despite being in a weak composure.

" it's not my saviour complex. It's humanity. I'd save any life that I can. Like I did on the night of the war just like you saved mine in the manor " Harry exhaled heavily not realising he had stood up.

" the entire wizarding world was on your shoulder. Your life mattered-"

" yours did too. You think your life doesn't matter, that nobody cares about it but I saw your mother cry when she saw your body in the hospital. I for the first time saw your father feel something, I saw your idiot of a friend pansy cry over. I saw my friends giving you condolences. I don't give a shit about how your life mattered or not , to me, it did and that's the end of it "

Agitated, Harry passed his hands through his hair, breathing heavily.

" it doesn't change anything, it still didn't matter. I decided to do this to myself and - is that bandage on your hand ?" Draco looked more closely at Harry's hands.

" what- yeah. That's well, you lost too much blood by the time we bought you here that they had to do blood transfusion. Muggle way. It was sort of my idea but your blood either matched with your father who by ministry's order couldn't get a free release. So it was me or him. They went for me "

" so- y- you donated your blood t- to me ?" Draco was flushed by either embarrassment or fondness.

" sort of yeah. I mean I had to " Harry sighed as he collapsed back into the chair.

" oh " Draco frowned as he looked down in his lap wondering what he should've said next.

" I did see your letter too " Harry said after momentary silence.

" why would you do it ? Haven't you saved my life enough times do it once again?" Draco was more touched than he allowed himself to be but the fact that the person he gave a reason to hate him his entire life, saved his life multiple times without hesitation, it rendered him completely foresaken.

" ma- draco, it isn't about how many times I save your life, it's that I know your worth saving.. it's hard to believe even for me but you're not the bad guy. You never were and that's the bottom line. You can call it my saviour complex but I've seen people die and- i- just could not see more people dying if I could save them. Don't you see it already, you're not meant to die, not right now atleast. That night you could've died in the fire but you didn't because you could've been saved and I did that. You tried to voluntarily die again, but then again, you were meant to be saved and there I was. And blood transfusion, again you were meant to be saves again-"

" by you-"

" it's not about me. It's that you always had someone around to make you live through, on every verge of death. Like me, I never die " harry chuckled lightly to cut the thick tension in the room and he knew he didn't fail when he saw a faint smile on draco's face.

" I know why you wanted to. I saw all the hateful letters and after everything I understand why you would want to stop living but the truth is, if there's someone who deserves to die more than you, should be me but yet here I am. Living another day "

When he met with no response, he dragged his chair closer to draco's bed and resumed speaking.

" there's been plenty of times I've wanted everything to just stop. Infinite times. I can list reason why I should give up, even when i wanted to I didn't.. I've literally got no family left of me draco but my friends. My heart ache to meet the people who could've raised me. Sirius was the only person close to a family I've ever gotten but then I lost him and I cannot tell you how much I had cried over losing him, I wanted that pain to just stop with voldemort practically living in my head, I didn't wanted to be the person I am as of today, I really wished for something different but I couldn't have it. I remember yelling at professor Dumbledore , throwing thing's at him even after losing him but I had no choice. I've wanted to give up so so many times, but I knew I couldn't, I shouldn't because there's people out there who still care. There's probably people in future that would care about you, and if not people your friend's, me" harry almost blushed at last

" you ? You care about me ?" Draco frowned

" I- it's- well- I wouldn't call it not Caring though but that's not the point. I've pretty much hated you all my life Malfoy, but even then you do not deserve to die. You've done awful things but none even close to killing Someone and you wanna know why, because you couldn't do it. I was there when you were supposed to kill Dumbledore, but I saw you lowering your wand. You didn't wanted to kill him and that's because you're not the bad guy, you're just someone with no choice, like me" harry pressed his lips in a thin line looking at the way draco was staring at him with a strange appreciation.

Draco remained silent. He knew that whatever harry said wasn't entirely going to stop him from feeling bad about himself but coming from harry, it meant to him a lot more than he could've ever expressed.

" why? I thought you always hated me, then the trial, my life ? I came to kill you the night of the war, how could you possibly want to defend me ?"

" did you really wanted to kill me ? If you wanted to, you Could've, instead of standing there talking to me. And about hate, trust me I had better people to hate than just you. And above everything, I knew you were innocent. I always knew it " harry replied shrugging.

Draco huffed out a breath of air still pondering over whether he should thank harry or throw him out of the window for saving his life.

" I can't believe you think I'm worth saving " draco whispered looking at his twitching fingers on his lap.

" I can't believe I was worth saving for you, twice " Harry gave him a small smile.

And draco couldn't say anything else. His anger dissolved somewhere in harry admitting that draco was worth saving and smiling at him and he couldn't find it in himself to be angry again. How can you mad at someone who gave an entire speech of to why you deserved to be saved.

" you said there's bad news . What is it ?" Draco finally asked at last

" oh- right- the bad news you're going to be under my observation because I was among the only defence on your case who cared enough to volunteer to look after. So voila you'll be staying with me in grimauld place, which by the way I think technically is still half yours "

" live with you ? Why ?"

" as I said, observation. Probation. And you are in no state to look after your own self "

" you aren't so yourself " draco scanned harry, not taking more than a moment to realise harry was himself not in the finest shape.

" well if that is- you look after me and I'll look after you. Let's make that a deal?" Harry actually, genuinely smiled.

Draco gave a low painful laugh nodding his head.

" I should go by the way. My visiting hours, starts again at night. So I'll meet you then. It's good to see you, alive again " harry stood up, pressing his hands against one another in a single clap.

" yea- I'll see you then " draco pressed his lips in a firm line, nodding at harry.

" alright " and harry walked towards the door.

" po- harry ?"

" yeah ?" Harry turned around only for a moment

" thank you and also sorry for everything I've put you through "

Harry smiled at draco " I've already forgiven you. Forgive your own self draco. It all starts there "

And with harry left, leaving draco to smile after exactly one minute of comprehending everything. Someone to look after him after everything didn't sound as bad anymore.

( the difference in my writing since I first wrote it and now, amazes me. Thank you for making me do this )

Requests accepted.

Draco Malfoys letter before he died

" Today I want to tell you a story of a fucked up family where a boy grew up with a father and mother who only quarrelled in the house and that man of the house didn't treat his women right like she was some pedestal he could stand on . A family where the dinners were silent and if talked , only talked about planning murders . A house which should've been a light Lavender was a House filled with black and less lights , just like their lives . A family where it was taught that love makes you weak and is for losers . A family where it was taught that bribing was your way towards everything . A family where the kid was afraid of his father . A family where the kid had been hit because he tried to befriend with some outsider . A family where the murder stories never ended . A family who worshipped the dark lord like he was a saint and gave him a shelter to Live . Would you even call it a house where it never felt like home but a prison !? A prison with relentless screaming , Snickers of death eaters , with blood almost always on the floor! Would you call it a home ?! Would you !

Did anyone even wonder what happened to that boy who lived in the house ! No Because why would they , after all he was the son of a death Eater ! But no-one wanted to hear his story , who he wanted to be , what he wanted and why he wanted . Nobody cared about how he felt scared everyday , nobody cared about how he lived in that house tucked away in the corner of his room , away from the world because it was his escape. Nobody cared to teach him how to treat other people but everyone judged him when he treated then wrong . Nobody cared who he was outside school because all they cared about was to hate him because he made them hate him . This boy grew up thinking love cannot run in his veins and there would be no one to tell him how to smile and how to treat people . This boy grew up thinking just like his father even if he never wanted to but this boy grew up being judged by the entire world. Oh what a crime it was to be a death eaters child but did anyone ask him that when the time came , did he wanted to he death Eater !? Did he feel proud when he got that ugly scar on his hand ? Why , no body asked him because it was his fate ?! Fate was it !

This is me , the boy who never knew love ! The boy with a fucked up family ! No body would believe if I had said I was forced to be death Eater , why would they ? After all it was my fate wasn't it ! Everyone thought I was proud to be one of them , did anyone ask me though ? No , why ? Because you were Afraid that my answer would be different and you'd not be able to see me as a slightly better person ?

People said I had a choice ! Do you really think so ? Sat amongst death eaters , a man who without a spell could kill my family , me and anyone I could call dear to me ! Do you think I had a choice when that lingering snake was over the dinner table who I've seen murder people everyday !? Do you think I had a choice when the dark lord was breathing on my neck asking me if my answer was a no ? Do you think I had a choice when my father was looking at me a threatening eyes ? Do you think I had a choice !? You think ? You call me a coward , maybe I am but tell me would you not have done the same if your family was at stake ? Wouldn't you do everything to protect them , to protect yourself ?

But everyone judged the born of the death Eater , not the saviour of the wizarding world ! Nobody judged him when he got played by dark lord to go to ministry of magic ! Nobody judged him when he gave up the prophecy because his friends lives were at stake ! Nobody judged Ron , Hermione or harry when they destroyed the gringotts because they had to get the horcruxes ! Nobody judged Ginny when she was possessed because she was small ?

Any of me comparing wouldn't count as anything , why , because they became legend and I became a taint on human being ! Because they saved lives and I didn't . Because they were on the right side and I wasn't . Because I wasn't as courageous enough as them? Because their stories for told and mine didn't !

But today the story ends here , tonight. I Draco malfoy confess to my sins because I don't know how much more hate can I take , I don't know how much judging I can take , I don't know how much more threating glances I can take . So tonight I do a favour of dying . For once I want to save myself from hatred but give myself to death

Crime committed :

son of a death Eater , suicide at 17

Yours truly

Draco Malfoy "

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I have an idea to continue this ! I might reblog it later and continue but for now it is what it is !

A Lazy Pretence Of A Boy.

“So, you’ve come back to Hogwarts. Our splendid Saviour. The greatest of bloody heroes. Why are you hesitating? Cowering by the door like some first-year Hufflepuff? Enter. You’ve here to gloat, aren’t you, Potter? Here to brag? Here to shove your living, breathing face into mine?”

“No… Mafo- Draco. No. I’m not here to brag. It’s been… It’s been more than ten years. McGonagall asked me to come back. Asked me to talk to you… Your behaviour around the school isn’t acceptable. Appearing in front of the first-years, with half of your skin burnt off? You’re frightening them, Draco. They’re just kids.”

“Just kids? Fuck, but it’s true what the students say. You’ve turned into a spineless Ministry drone! We were just kids, remember? Just kids who fought a war. You were just a kid when you destroyed He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Just a kid when you saved the world. Just a kid when you let me plummet to my death, consumed in the Fiendfyre-”

“And I’m sorry. I’m sorry! I wanted to save you, Draco. That’s why we flew back into the Room… But there was so much smoke. There was so much smoke, and my eyes were stinging, my throat was full of ash, and I could barely see… You hand slipped and then it was too late-”

“Don’t you dare lie! You did it on purpose. You hated me. You wanted me dead. You trapped me here, in these cold stone walls for time without end. The war hasn’t ended for me, Potter, and it never will! I don’t need your sympathy. Go back to Ginevra. Go back to your family, and leave me alone.”

“I didn’t marry Ginny, and I don’t have children... Bloody hell. You’re every bit as melodramatic a ghost as you were alive, drifting through corridors and waiting in dark corners. The war hasn’t ended for me, either! You think I don’t see your face, every day of my life? I hear the silence of your muted scream in every silent room I enter. I feel the lick of those flames in every fireplace-“

“Shut up! Go home! You killed me. Trapped me forever in this dark limbo. There are so many faces, Potter. All of them are getting older… All of them growing, laughing, kissing, fucking! Everything I never had. Everything I was never allowed. My life was naught but pure-blood formality and expectations, snuffed out before it even began-”

“Wouldn’t you rather leave? There’s a ritual. It’s old magic, dark spell work, but I’ve managed it before. You’d be freed from this reality… Finally free of Hogwarts.”

“The Libertatem Mori? I’ve heard tell of it from the other ghosts. They say that it’s as painless as falling asleep, though those insipid fools dare not take the final step.”

“Do you dare, Draco? I wanted to save you when we were boys, but I couldn’t. Give me this, please. Let me save you this time-“

“I’ll never let you save me. The boy I was, when I was alive… He loved you, more than any other on the earth... Everyday he waited for you to see his pain and his torment, but you never did! You were blind to him. Even when he stood before you, in tears, you chose instead to lacerate him. So now I’ll wait here, a hazy pretence of a boy who coveted and craved, diaphanous where once I was flesh. I’ll stay here, in the halls and corridors of your childhood, a cold imitation of a life once lived. Every day you live in this world, I’ll be here, waiting for you to die. Go away now and live. Live the life you denied me.”

Thank you mags for beautiful cover art. ❤

This was written for @gameofdrarry Exploding Snap.

Prompt: Write a Drarry fic of 544-816 words following this prompt: Harry and Draco meet in the Room of Requirement. Why are they meeting? Use only dialogue.

Dumbledore: You seem to be spending a great amount of time with that Slytherin student—Malfoy.. I was wondering if.. perhaps..

Harry: Malfoy? No, no, of course not.. We’re just friends.

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