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

The Sting of Jealousy

Harry woke up the next morning with a lingering feeling of unease. Blaise's words had taken root in his mind, and his dreams had been restless, filled with fragmented images of Draco and Pansy together. As he got ready for the day, he couldn't shake the nagging thought that something had changed between him and Draco.

Walking through the halls of Hogwarts, Harry's eyes unconsciously sought out Draco's familiar figure. However, to his dismay, he noticed that Draco seemed to be spending more time with Pansy than usual. They were always together, sharing inside jokes and laughter that Harry couldn't understand. Every time he caught sight of Draco's smile, it felt like a stab of jealousy twisted in his chest.

Confusion washed over Harry as he grappled with the unfamiliar sensation. He had never felt this way before, at least not in this context. The realization that it might be jealousy made him uncomfortable, and he struggled to understand why he was feeling it.

During breakfast in the Great Hall, Harry found himself stealing glances at Draco and Pansy across the room. They were engaged in a lively conversation, their eyes sparkling with shared understanding. It seemed like Draco's smile was brighter and more genuine when he was with Pansy.

Unbeknownst to Harry, Ginny had been observing his behavior. Sensing his inner turmoil, she approached him and took a seat beside him. With a knowing look, she asked, "Harry, is something bothering you?"

Harry sighed and ran a hand through his hair, a gesture of frustration. "I don't know, Ginny. I can't explain it. Whenever I see Draco with Pansy, it just... bothers me. I feel this strange mix of emotions, and I don't understand why."

Ginny gave him a sympathetic smile. "It sounds like you might be feeling jealous, Harry."

Harry frowned, his brows furrowing. "Jealous? But why? Draco and I... we've never been close. We've had our differences, to say the least."

Ginny nodded, her expression understanding. "Sometimes, feelings can be complicated, Harry. Jealousy can arise when we see someone we care about getting close to someone else. It doesn't always have to make sense logically. It's worth exploring your emotions and figuring out what they mean to you."

Harry pondered Ginny's words, letting them sink in. "But what if it's too late? What if Draco has already moved on? Maybe I missed my chance."

Ginny placed a reassuring hand on Harry's arm. "You won't know until you try, Harry. It's never too late to reach out and communicate. Maybe there's more to the story than you realize. Perhaps you and Draco can build something meaningful if you're both willing to take that leap."

Harry nodded slowly, the weight of his emotions pressing upon him. He knew Ginny was right. If he wanted answers, he would have to find the courage to confront Draco and have an open conversation. It was the only way to uncover the truth and understand the complexities of his own feelings.

Later that day, Harry found himself in the library, searching for a quiet corner to collect his thoughts. As he scanned the rows of books, he caught sight of Draco sitting alone at a table, deeply engrossed in a book. There was a vulnerable expression on his face, a hint of longing mixed with something else Harry couldn't quite decipher.

Summoning his courage, Harry made his way over to Draco's table. Draco looked up, surprise evident in his eyes, but he quickly composed himself. "Potter, what brings you here?"

Harry took a deep breath, his voice steady but tinged with uncertainty. "Draco, can we talk? I... I need to understand something."

Draco closed his book, giving Harry his full attention. "Alright, Potter. What do you want to talk about?"

Harry hesitated for a moment before plunging ahead. "I've noticed you and Pansy spending a lot of time together lately. And... it's been bothering me. I don't know why, but I can't help feeling... jealous. Can you help me understand why?"

Draco's eyes widened slightly, surprise flickering across his features. After a brief pause, he replied, his voice tinged with a mix of vulnerability and honesty, "Harry, I didn't realize my friendship with Pansy would affect you this way. I... I care about her, but it's not the same as what I feel for you."

Harry's heart skipped a beat at Draco's words, his confusion slowly giving way to hope. "What do you mean, Draco? What do you feel for me?"

Draco took a deep breath, his gaze steady and unwavering. "I think... I think I might have developed feelings for you, Harry. It's been a gradual realization, but seeing you now, talking about your jealousy... it makes me believe that there might be something more between us."

Harry's eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat. The pieces of the puzzle were slowly falling into place, and he couldn't deny the surge of excitement that coursed through him. "Draco, I... I don't know if I feel the same, its just that so much happened between us that I'm scared what will happen next."

Draco reached out, his hand finding Harry's and giving it a reassuring squeeze. "We can take it slow, Harry. We'll figure it out together. Just know that I'm willing to explore this if you are."

Harry looked into Draco's eyes, the weight of his emotions mixing with a newfound sense of hope. In that moment, he made a decision—to embrace the unfamiliar territory of his feelings and take a leap of faith. With Draco by his side, he felt ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead and discover the depths of their connection.

"Lets start with friendships, shall we? as I've already noticed we, without knowing call each other by our first names" Draco finally gave Harry the smile he was craving for

And so, as they sat in the library, hands entwined and hearts full of possibility, Harry and Draco embarked on a journey of self-discovery, understanding, and the exploration of a love they had never expected to find.