☆ You Drew Stars Around My Scars ☆ || ♡ DRARRY ♡

Trust & Friendships

As Draco left McGonagall's office, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and anxiety bubbling inside him. He made his way through the corridors, lost in his thoughts, until he heard a familiar voice calling out to him.

"Draco!" Luna Lovegood's dreamy voice echoed through the hallway. Draco turned to see Luna approaching him, her serene smile in place.

"Luna," he greeted her with a nod, trying to hide the turmoil of emotions he was feeling.

"I heard you're going to be roommates with Harry Potter," Luna said, her silver eyes twinkling with curiosity. "That's quite an interesting development, don't you think?"

Draco sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yes, it is. I never expected this to happen, Luna. It's...complicated."

Luna tilted her head to the side, her expression thoughtful. "Complicated, indeed. But sometimes, the most beautiful things in life are the ones that challenge us the most."

Draco looked at Luna, perplexed. She always had a unique way of seeing the world, and he wondered what perspective she would offer in this situation.

"I know you and Harry have a difficult history, Draco," Luna continued gently. "But people change. You've changed, haven't you? You've grown and learned from your mistakes. Perhaps it's time to give Harry a chance to do the same."

Draco sighed again, his gaze fixated on the floor. "I suppose you're right, Luna. It's just...hard to let go of the past. There's so much hurt and resentment between us."

Luna placed a comforting hand on Draco's arm. "I understand, Draco. But holding onto that hurt only keeps you trapped in the past. It's like carrying around a heavy bag of memories that weighs you down. Maybe sharing a room with Harry is an opportunity to lighten that load, to start fresh and find common ground."

Draco looked into Luna's earnest eyes, her words sinking in. He knew she was right, deep down. He couldn't deny the truth in her gentle wisdom.

"You have a way of making things seem so simple, Luna," Draco remarked, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

Luna returned the smile, her ethereal presence glowing with warmth. "Life is never simple, Draco. But sometimes, it's the little steps we take that make the biggest difference."

Draco nodded, a newfound determination coursing through his veins. He had spent so long dwelling in the shadows of his past, but perhaps it was time to step into the light and embrace the possibility of change.

"Thank you, Luna," he said sincerely. "I needed to hear that."

Luna's smile widened, and she reached out to squeeze Draco's hand gently. "You're welcome, Draco. Remember, the Room of Requirement is always there if you need a quiet place to think and reflect."

Draco nodded again, grateful for Luna's presence and her comforting words. With a renewed sense of purpose, he turned to continue on his way.

"Good luck, Draco," Luna called after him, her voice carrying a hint of encouragement. "I hope this new chapter in your life brings you happiness and healing."

Draco glanced back at Luna, a genuine smile gracing his features. "Thank you, Luna. I hope so too."

Harry found his way back to the Gryffindor common room, where he knew Ron and Hermione would be waiting for him. As he entered the cozy room, he found them sitting by the fireplace, engrossed in a game of wizard's chess.

"Harry!" Hermione exclaimed, setting aside her chess pieces and rushing to embrace him. "What happened? McGonagall's letter seemed urgent."

Ron, who had been focused on the chessboard, looked up with concern etched on his face. "Yeah, mate, what's going on?"

Harry took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts before he spoke. "McGonagall wants Draco and me to be roommates."

Ron's eyes widened in surprise, and a frown creased his forehead. "What? You mean you and Malfoy sharing a room? Are you serious, Harry?"

Hermione shot Ron a reproachful look and turned her attention back to Harry. "What happened, Harry? I thought Draco declined your offer to be roommates."

Harry nodded, a hint of disappointment lingering in his eyes. "He did. But McGonagall must have thought it was necessary for us to sort things out, given our living arrangements. She remembered that I wanted to room with Draco, and now we've been assigned together."

Ron crossed his arms, still wearing a skeptical expression. "I don't like it, Harry. Malfoy has always been trouble, and I don't trust him. Remember what happened back then when he turned down your offer? It's not like he's suddenly going to change."

Harry understood Ron's concerns. After all, Ron had always been fiercely protective of him. But deep down, Harry couldn't shake off the feeling that things could be different this time.

"I know, Ron," Harry said, his voice filled with determination. "But people can change, even Malfoy. I've seen glimpses of it in him, and maybe, just maybe, this is an opportunity for both of us to let go of the past and start anew."

Hermione placed a comforting hand on Ron's arm, trying to ease the tension in the room. "Ron, I understand your reservations, but Harry deserves a chance to make his own choices. We should support him in this, even if we have our doubts."

Ron sighed, his expression softening. "Fine, I get it. Harry, you're my best mate, and I'll always stand by you. If you believe in this, then I'll support you. Just be careful, alright?"

"Thank you, Ron," Harry said sincerely. "I know it won't be easy, but I believe that people can change. And if there's even a sliver of hope for Draco and me to understand each other, I want to take that chance."

Hermione beamed at Harry, her eyes sparkling with pride. "That's the spirit, Harry! Just remember, we're here for you, no matter what happens."

With his friends' support, Harry felt a renewed sense of confidence. He knew that living with Draco would present its challenges, but he was determined to make the most of this opportunity for growth and understanding.

As the three friends sat by the fireplace, discussing their upcoming classes and sharing stories from the past week, Harry couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude for the unwavering support of his friends. Whatever lay ahead, he knew he wouldn't have to face it alone.