Drarry oneshot. It's been a few years since the end of the war. Harry is guilt-ridden over the many deaths that he could not prevent. Draco comforts him.

Darry couldn't believe it. He had actually slapped Pony.

Everyone in their right mind feared death, feared pain. Pony was scared of both these things, but they were not what he was terrified of the most. They were not what haunted his nightmares.