Harry took the woman's seat by Draco's bed. The woman took one look at them and left the room.
Harry didn't say anything to Draco. Tell me you love me... Draco thought sleepily.
Draco... Harry said. Can I talk to you?
Draco nodded slightly. His voice was refusing to work.
Harry sighed and glanced down at his hands. Things have been so different since the war. I heard about what happened to you, it's gotten pretty public. How Draco Malfoy, who's experienced the good and bad sides, is mentally ill and scarred.
Well if anyone's scarred, it's me.
Draco struggled to sit up. Harry held out a hand and gingerly put it on Draco's back, helping him.
Draco smiled.
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Poisonous Dreams √
Fanfiction(A Drarry Fanfiction) After the battle of Hogwarts, Draco is broken. No magical doctor or spell can heal him, because it's not his body that's broken. It's his heart. Draco doesn't know why. He doesn't understand these feelings. But he starts to onc...
