Drarry Oneshots

"This is why I don't want to stay anymore." (1/2)

Draco looked up to the clock on the opposite side of his room, reading it and seeing it was 6:32 in the afternoon. He bit his lip. He couldn't help but worry. What if Harry had been kidnapped, being held ransom by some street rats? Or taken by the Dark Lord? What if he has gotten lost on his way here? Why on God's green Earth would he be late, even if it was just by two minutes-

"Hey, Dragon!"

Harry cooed at Draco. Draco's face, somber before, now had a wide smile replace the sour expression the moment he saw his boyfriend. He sat up from his bed and sprinted over, nearly knocking Harry over.

Getting enveloped in a hug, Harry immediately wrapped his arms around him, letting Draco snuggle his face into Harry's neck while he wrapped his arm's around his lover's waist.

Draco grabbed Harry's cheeks and smashed their lips together, only lingering a few seconds before pulling away and hastily looking to his left.

Harry followed Draco's gaze to the door and didn't say anything while glancing between it and his secret lover, knowing from the countless times he had snuck in that Draco was checking for Lucius and Narcissa.

Once Draco let out a sigh of relief, Harry knew it was safe to talk. He smiled and tip-toed to pecked Draco on the forehead, cracking a smile out of the man. Draco's palms rested lazily on Harry's cheek while he looked him in the eye,

"I'm sorry I'm so paranoid all the bloody time..."

Harry moved his hands up to Draco's neck and cupped his cheeks,

"It's completely okay. I know what it's like honey. I don't blame you, and I'm not mad at you. I'm sorry I got here late, a letter from Dumbledick stalled me up a bit."

Draco just chuckled and shook his head at the nickname for Dumbledore. He sighed lovingly and kissed Harry again, then rested his forehead against Harry's.

"You can't keep coming through the window...you'll get caught someday..."

"Well, that's someday. This is today."

Draco's face betrayed concern, but he just kissed Harry one more time before taking them both over to the bed.

Draco sat down on top of it cross-legged, while Harry sat in front of him with his legs in a 'W' position and his hands out in front of him.

Draco chewed on the inside of his cheek and looked down at the bed,

"You know, Harry, sometimes I-"

Draco sighed and dropped his perfect posture, grabbing his ankles and gripping them tightly. His lips began to quiver and Harry looked up in alarm. Finally, Draco made eye-contact with Harry and mumbled in a defeated, broken voice,

"Sometimes I wonder if today is that someday."

Draco's body racked with silent tears as Harry's eyes widened, not knowing what to do. Draco covered his mouth with his left hand and shut his eyes, not in a feminine or dainty manner, but in a rather animalistic way, desperate to make sure that his parents in the next room over didn't hear his sobbing.

Harry gently removed Draco's hands from his ankles and into his hands, holding them tenderly and running his thumbs over Draco's knuckles. He scooted closer to Draco and felt Draco drop into him. Harry laid his chin on the sobbing man's shoulder. Softly, he whispered in Draco's ear,

"I'm coming back. I'm always coming back, whether you want me to or not."

Draco chuckled and whispered in Harry's ear,