The Longest Lesson to learn: A Harry/Draco Story

Punching mirrors

Harry inhaled the bitter tasted of the wine flavored cigarette and  flicked it,

Harry finished his cigarette and decided to brush his teeth and wash his face so he didn't smell of tobacco

Uh, Malfoy was standing with his back to him at the sinks

did he hear him crying? he hoped not

"Malfoy, didnt know you were hear" he said aloud but Draco didnt turn around

"well it is a bathroom, Potter" Draco said snidly

Draco panicked, Harry was walking over to wash his hands and Draco's sink was filled with Blood

he had two choices: ignore him maybe he'll leave him alone

maybe if Draco picked a fight he would leave

"The Fuck you want Potter, Saint Potter"

he picked plan 2

Harry stopped, "The fucks your problem Malfoy? god you certainly didnt take long to change back into your usual self"

Draco hand his back to him, which pissed Harry off more! he didnt even have the curtisy of arguing with him to his face

he walked near him and grabbed his shoulder "HEY LOOk AT me when Im talking to -" he paused,

Draco was cradling a bleeding hand, the sink filled with red, he also noticed the broken Mirror

"tthe fuck..." What he saw made him gag. 

seeing Draco’s bleeding hand and the broken mirror Harry noticed in the sink a couple red blotches, "what the? Malfoy! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO! what the fuck did you do? Draco your.. Your hand, it's bleeding"  

"GO AWAY POTTER!" Draco growled shrugged away from Harry's grip

Draco became awkwardly aware that there was bloody glass shards littering the floor and the sink was filled with glass fragments and his own blood. His  hand was gashed open and a glass fragment was sticking from his palm

Harry was fuming " okay fine, malfoy, fuck you!you sodding prat" he wasn't gonna waste his time on a asshole like malfoy

why am I wasting my time, it isn't my busniss what that little git does,throwing tantrums and breaking mirriors

he turned away and almost walked away

but he didnt

but something told him to stay. So pulling out his wand he uttered a locking charm and the bathroom door locked itself shut

there, in case the little git tried leaving

" go away potter!" 

He pointed his wand to the broken mirror "mirror repair!" and the glass shards  put themselves back together. even the one in Dracos hand

he heard Draco make a small whimper

"Gimme your hand Draco" he said walking over to the Blonde

" leave me alone potter!" Draco tried to pull away but with one weak hand was shoved against the wall.

 "Give me your hand MALFOY" he said loudly

Draco's hand was wrapped in a white handkerchief that was seeping red, 
" I told you to go away Potter, it's none of your business!" he sneered and tried to push past him but was pushed back

"oh yeah, leave, cause you went loony and cut your hand open punching a mirror!"

Harry took the stained hanky off his hand, inspected the damage as Draco winced. He gasped, the flesh on his hand was mutilated and he had little cuts over his wrist from the impact.  

"fucking Malfoy, shit you really cut yourself deep,good god...why did you do this to yourself?" Dracos face was turned 

away from him. "fine don't answer me Malfoy, but I'm going to put  
something on your hand to help it heal faster."  Harry reached into  
his pocket and pulled out a small vile filled with a clear liquid. 

"stop moving Malfoy, it's phoenix tears it'll heal your hand." and it did, the flesh pulled itself back 
together and the torn skin melted back together and became new again. 

Harry and Draco stood there for a while. fingers entwined

'god, I can feel his body heat, he smells good too, like sandalwood'  Draco thought. Dracos heart was thumping like a rabbit at being so close to object of his heartache for years, having to watch him fall for girl after girl, never once did he ever look his way but now was fingering newly healed skin, He wanted to stop time, wanted to stay this way fora little while longer...
"why did you punch the mirrior, malfoy?"

"I dunno, potter, I felt like  
it. "

Harry snorted "fine malfoy don't tell me but I know your hiding 
something"

"what exactly am I hiding , potter!" Draco shot back,

Harry replied "the truth" He looked at him and saw something in his eyes.  

Bitterness, sadness, he never saw Draco’s face unguarded before and it  
shocked him to see his eyes filled with a pain that he only ever saw  
reflected in his own.. Draco pulled away,  
pushing Harry away from him. " let me go potter! I'm not a charity case that need saving from saint potter"

“why did you do that to yourself, Draco."

“Why, Draco!" Harry asked  
loudly from behind him, "you wouldn't understand " angrily, Harry  
yanked his arm, "Try me Mal-" but Draco swung his fist and punched  
Harry square in the nose. Looking down at him he turned and walked away.

"Fuck you Draco for trying to help I should have known better!"
"yea you should have"

unlocked the door he marched out leaving Harry with a broken nose