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Love me or Hate me	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1979 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter-14
Anxiety
Scorpius was having a very heated discussion with one Albus Severus Potter.
"You don't understand. You can't file a case against your dad."
"I have already filed it." Albus snapped.
"Father will panic. He will go utterly crazy." Scorpius sounded really alarmed now.
"We will find a way to heal him. This does not mean that your father has to stay insane forever." Albus argued. They were in the quidditich ground, sitting on the grass.
"Do you think no one has tried? Everyone has tried and failed. We even employed healers from abroad but to no avail. They were absolutely useless."
"Have you ever spoken to a Veela?"
"Well, there was one healer who is a Veela. He told us that there is no way to heal father and father always panics when Mr. Potter fails to arrive on time." Scorpius was becoming more and more agitated.
"We will find a way Scorpius."
"YOU will find a way. How the bloody hell will you find a way? All you Potters are bloody selfish. You don't care for my father. You are more concerned about punishing your dad. Even I want him punished. We didn't file a case against him because of father. He can't bear separation from Mr. Potter but all you care about is your father and his punishment. You don't give a damn about whether my father dies or-"
Scorpius stopped speaking when he felt a punch on his face. He stared at a seething Albus Severus Potter who was glaring at him with angry green eyes.
"I will have you know that I am not selfish. Your father is not exactly alive. He is dying a slow and a torturous death. He is miserable and forgive me if I want to end his miseries."
Scorpius stared some more because the words made no sense to him at all "What do you mean?"
"I mean that dad does not understand that he has hurt your father and all he cares about is his life and his loneliness and his sadness. He does not see the pain your father or anyone else is going through. Tell me Scorpius, do you want your father to die."
Scorpius stared at Potter wondering if he had gone mad "Of course not. But there is no way to restore his sanity-"
"There is, in fact, a way."
Scorpius stared at Potter for a long moment, wondering about the sanity of the boy. No one had been able to find a way to restore father's sanity.
"I spoke to aunt Fleur and she told me that a Veela will always try to protect his mate. If dad is in trouble, your father will be compelled to come back to his senses to protect him."
"How can you be so sure-?"
"I am a Veela and I promise you that I will protect you no matter how much you hurt me-"
Scorpius glared furiously "Shut your trap. I am not going to hurt you. Why will I hurt you? If you don't stop doubting me like this, I will not speak to you Potter. I will boycott you for one whole day."
Albus stared at Scorpius for a whole minute and then burst out laughing "One whole day. Merlin, Scorpius."
Albus started when he could finally stop laughing "The point is that dad will be imprisoned and Mr. Malfoy will have to protect him in some way and for that he will have to come back."
For once, Scorpius was quiet. Potter was making sense. What he didn't understand was why Potter was being so reasonable when he should be crying and supporting his own father.
"Why are you not upset with this entire thing?"
"I am upset but I am more upset with what dad did. He needs to realize his mistake and he won't realize it if we keep on coddling him like the wizarding community always has." Albus sighed deeply before continuing "It hurt James the most. He has been always been the papa's boy among the three of us. It will be the hardest for him. Lily is always able to hide behind her mask but James is always an open book. I would, uh-"
Albus stared at his hands, hesitating and Scorpius pressed "Continue."
"I would appreciate it if you would be civil towards James. He is really feeling guilty."
"Well, he is your brother. Of course, I will be civil to him."
Both were silent for a few moments. It was Albus who broke the silence.
"Do you think Mr. Malfoy will forgive dad, once he gets his sanity restored?"
Scorpius was lost in thoughts.
"No, I don't think so. Father is very stubborn and when he is wronged, he does not forgive that person, not easily at least, not unless he has paid that person back for what was done to him. Grandpa Lucius told me that father was always more like him and Grandpa never forgets and rarely ever forgives."
"Do you think I would lose dad forever?" The words were uttered in a very small voice and Scorpius took his hands in his own. Albus looked at their joined hands and then at him with wet eyes.
"Not forever. This was your decision, Albus. If you want to back off, we can find another way-"
"No" the word was uttered a little angrily and Albus breathed deeply before continuing "No. I want him to be punished."
"As you wish. Just know that I am always with you, no matter what."
"No matter what." Albus searched Scorpius's eyes for some kind of a lie but found none.
"Yes."
"The first hearing is tomorrow at 12:15" Albus looked at the sky while uttering the words and Scorpius squeezed his hands before saying "We will go together."
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Draco looked at the clock. It was 12:05 and his mate had not arrived yet. Was it not enough that Draco had borne everything Harry had thrown at him? Now his mate had to be late too.
WHY HAS HE NOT ARRIVED YET?
He screamed inside his own mind.
Perhaps, he was just a little late. He would be here any minute. But minutes passed and soon it was 12:30 and Harry had still not arrived. Draco was really panicking now. Why had Harry not arrived? He couldn't exist without Harry. He couldn't live without Harry, couldn't breathe. Where the hell was he?
He stood up and threw all his blocks at the mirror. The glass shattered and spread all over the room.
HOW DARE HE?
He screamed but the words that came out of his mouth were incoherent. He did not want to speak to anyone so he didn't. Now he had lost all practice of saying anything at all.
He tried to shout "WHERE IS HARRY? WHY IS HE LATE?" but all that came out were letters that made no sense at all. He was so frustrated, so angry.
ALL HE WANTED WAS TO BE WITH HIS MATE. HADN'T HE SUFFERED LONG ENOUGH?
His rage instigated his accidental magic and the furniture, the window, everything started blasting.
"Draco, what happened?" Father came running and he shouted "WHY HAS HE NOT ARRIVED YET? WHERE IS MY MATE?"
The letters were all jumbled up and tears of desperation and frustration leaked from his eyes. He was trapped in himself.
Somehow, though, his father understood, perhaps.
"Harry must be on his way. Don't panic, Draco. Calm down."
Draco wanted to break something. He wanted to- wanted to just die. Where the fuck was his mate. He needed his mate. He needed him.
He wanted to hurt himself so he did. It would teach his mate not to be late. He picked up the broken piece of glass and slashed his left forearm. The glass piece fell from his hand and shattered into very small pieces and he fell down on his knees because the pain was too much. Harry always did so. He always hurt Draco. What was the point of living? Scorpius was not a child anymore and Draco just wanted to leave.
"He will come, Draco. Please calm down." Absently, he heard his father screaming for the elves to call Severus. He shouted some more but Draco did not understand anything. He did not want to.
Tears leaked from his eyes and his body slumped on the hard floor. The right side of his body touched the floor and blood trickled down his left forearm, falling on the floor. He stared at the door, blinking, waiting for his mate. He always waited. Where was Harry? Was he hurt? Why had he not come? Harry always came? He was never late. Why should Draco always wait? All these questions haunted Draco, but he couldn't ask them. He just lay there staring at the door, as his father and godfather tried to talk to him. He had tuned them out, choosing to stare at the door.
He would wait for his mate. One day, Harry would care. One day, he would feel Draco's pain and perhaps that day, Draco would forgive Harry. One day Harry would visit Draco because Draco wants him to and that day Harry would be forgiven and then Draco would have his 'happily ever after'.
So Draco decided to wait and he waited, blinking and staring at the door.
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