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

Unveiling Hidden Feelings

The next evening, Harry gathered his belongings and made his way to Draco's room. As he stood outside the door, he couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness. This was a new chapter in their lives, a chance to build bridges and find understanding.

Taking a deep breath, Harry knocked on the door. After a moment, it swung open, revealing Draco standing there with a guarded expression. His grey eyes flickered with a hint of surprise before he quickly composed himself.

"Potter," Draco greeted him curtly, avoiding direct eye contact. "I suppose you're here to move in."

Harry nodded, offering a small smile. "Yeah, that's right. Mind if I come in?"

Draco hesitated for a moment before stepping aside, allowing Harry to enter the room. The space was tidy and organized, reflecting Draco's meticulous nature. Harry's eyes wandered around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.

As Harry set his belongings down and started unpacking, he noticed Draco seemed restless, constantly shifting his weight from one foot to another. It was as if Draco was avoiding something, and Harry couldn't ignore the tension in the air.

"Draco, can we talk?" Harry asked, his voice gentle yet firm. "I can tell something's bothering you, and I want to understand."

Draco sighed, his shoulders slumping. He turned to face Harry, his expression a mix of vulnerability and frustration. "I don't want to talk, Potter. It's better if we just...keep our distance."

Harry's brows furrowed in concern. "But why, Draco? We're supposed to be roommates, and I want to make this work. We need to address the past and find a way to move forward."

Draco averted his gaze, his voice barely above a whisper. "You don't understand, Potter. Every time I'm near you, I feel...something. Something I've tried to ignore for years. And it scares me."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise, his heart pounding in his chest. He had never expected Draco to reveal such vulnerability. The realization dawned on him that Draco's past actions might have been a defense mechanism, a way to distance himself from these confusing emotions.

"I don't understand," Harry admitted, his voice softer now. "What do you feel, Draco?"

Draco took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "It's complicated, Potter. When I'm near you, there's a mix of admiration, guilt, and something...more. I used to bully and tease you to escape those feelings, to convince myself that I hated you. But the truth is, it was easier to hate you than to face what I was truly feeling."

Harry listened attentively, his eyes locked on Draco's face. He could sense the turmoil within Draco, the internal battle between past prejudices and newfound emotions.

Harry was going to say something but Draco stopped him "I- uhm, let's not talk about it anymore, okay? You have to unpack too and I have have meet Blaise and Pansy too, bye Potter" saying this Draco hurried out of the room leaving Harry in shock and confused. Harry sighed knowing how much he tried he couldn't make the blonde boy open up. Harry just had his intentions to be friends cause he wanted to break the ice and cause he saw much of a change in  but now the situation became more complicated than he thought it would.

As Draco hurried out of the room, he found himself face to face with Pansy and Blaise in the common area. Pansy, who had been engrossed in a conversation with Blaise, noticed Draco's flustered expression and raised an eyebrow.

"What's got your knickers in a twist, Draco?" Pansy asked, her tone tinged with amusement.

Draco sighed, running a hand through his hair. "It's Potter. We had a conversation, and things got...complicated."

Blaise leaned against the nearby wall, crossing his arms. "Well, spill it, Draco. What happened?"

Draco hesitated for a moment before deciding to share his feelings with his friends. He trusted them, and he needed their perspective on the matter.

"I confessed to Potter that being near him stirs up all sorts of emotions in me," Draco admitted, his voice laced with uncertainty. "He said he's willing to make this roommate arrangement work, but I... I panicked and left."

Pansy and Blaise exchanged glances, their expressions a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

"So, what exactly do you feel, Draco?" Pansy asked, her voice softening.

Draco sighed again, trying to put his emotions into words. "It's confusing, Pansy. When I'm around Potter, I feel this strange mix of admiration, guilt, and...something more. I've spent years trying to convince myself that I hated him, that he was my enemy. But deep down, it was easier to hate than to face the truth of my feelings."

Blaise raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "Well, well, Draco. It seems you've been suppressing some rather interesting emotions all this time."

Draco scowled at Blaise's comment but couldn't deny the truth in his words.

Have you considered the possibility that you might actually have feelings for Potter?" Pansy asked, her voice gentle.

Draco's scowl deepened, but he couldn't deny the truth any longer. "I...I don't know, Pansy. It's all so confusing. I never thought I would feel this way about him, after everything that happened between us."

Blaise stepped forward, placing a comforting hand on Draco's shoulder. "Draco, people change. You've changed. Potter has changed. Maybe it's time to explore these feelings, to understand them better. It doesn't mean you have to rush into anything. Just take it one step at a time."

Draco nodded, appreciating the support from his friends also remembering what Luna told him. "You're right. I need to confront these feelings and have an honest conversation with Potter. It's the only way to move forward."

Pansy smiled warmly at Draco, her eyes filled with understanding. "We'll be here for you, Draco. Whatever you decide, we've got your back."

"On second thought, I can't do it, help me" Draco shrieked out

"I know you can't, you have not been able from fucking 3rd year you dumb shit" Pansy finally spoke out. "GOD you've been crazy over him from 3rd fucking year goddamn I remember you used to say 'Fuck Harry potter with his glasses and broomstick and green emerald eyes and his sexy scar'. You think I didn't understand what was goin on" 

Draco's eyes widened in shock as Pansy's words hit him like a stunning spell. He had always thought he had kept his feelings for Harry a secret, buried deep within himself. The realization that Pansy had been aware of his emotions all along left him speechless.

Blaise, too, looked surprised by Pansy's sudden outburst, but he remained silent, allowing the two friends to have their moment.

Draco's voice trembled as he tried to find words. "Pansy, I... I didn't realize you knew. Why didn't you say anything before?"

Pansy sighed, her eyes softening. "Draco, it wasn't my place to interfere or push you into anything. I could see how much you struggled with your feelings, and I wanted you to come to terms with them in your own time. But now, seeing you on the verge of pushing Harry away, I couldn't stay silent any longer."

Draco's shoulders slumped, and he felt a mix of relief and gratitude toward Pansy. "Thank you, Pansy. I don't know what to say."

"You don't have to say anything," Pansy reassured him. "But you need to stop running away from your feelings. Talk to Potter, let him know what's going on inside you. You both deserve a chance to explore what could be."

"But I don't know where to start!" Draco exclaimed

"We can always help" Blaise and Pansy said

"And so can we" A voice came from the behind of Blaise and Draco.

"Luna? and...Ginny Weasley!?" Draco spoke in shock