Together
By: Chocola Emo Shizzle
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling.
A/N: I felt like doing another drabble. xD
"I love you! Why can't you understand that?" He cried out, holding desperately onto the hand of the blonde man. He was on his knees, tears slipping down his cheeks. Emerald eyes looked up at the man, latching onto the silver-blue eyes like a fish to water. "I know you love me too…"
The blonde man sneered. "Don't be pathetic Potter. I don't love you. Malfoys never love. This was just a fanciful fling. Did you honestly think something would come of this?" He gave a bitter laugh. "I told you at the beginning to expect nothing of the sort from me." The voice which had been cruel and heartless was now soft and broken. The eyes glistened with unshed tears instead of barely concealed malice. He kneeled on the ground, staring into sad eyes. "It's for the best, love." He whispered before placing a gentle kiss on his forehead, over the scar.
"No," he whispered back, his voice cracking. "This is for the best. What we have together is for the best." He hung his head, shoulders slumped in defeat. "Us going our separate ways? No." He gave a short sad laugh. "That is definitely not for the best. Without you Draco," the man flinched at his name. "I'm no better than Albus or Tom. With you though, I retain my humanity. I think of what will happen to others during the big picture…" He pulled away slightly. "Without you by me Draco I am better off dead."
Draco grabbed his shoulders and shook him, snapping his head up. "Don't you dare say that Harry Potter! You have to survive! You are the one destined to defeat the Dark Lord! No one else can do that! You've been training for it over a decade!"
Harry pulled away, staggering to his feet as he began to walk away. "Is this what you want?" He asked harshly, stopping. "Do you want us to separate?"
Draco wanted nothing more than to push those doubts away from his lover's mind and to encase him in his arms. But Dumbledore had ordered him to separate from Harry so that he would be able to kill efficiently. What Dumbledore didn't know was that Harry needed someone to be there when he came back from killings, someone to be there to hold him as he cried for all those who died.
"No…" He mumbled softly to himself, half-hoping Harry would hear him and half-hoping he wouldn't. "Yes.. No.. Augh. Harry, you have to understand!" He stood up and quickly walked over to him, grabbing his hand. He held it tightly as if afraid he'd leave him. "I want us to be together! Dumbledore," he said the name as a curse. "Doesn't. I will tell him that I tried very hard to dissuade you," he sneered. "But that you didn't take no as answer."
Draco fully intended to leave then, to inform the manipulative old coot of his failed plans, but Harry drew him into his arms and kissed him long and hard. When they separated, they were both panting slightly. "And what, pray tell, was that for?" He asked slowly.
"For wanting to continue to be together with me." He kissed him once again, quick this time. "I'm never going to let you go," he whispered possessively. "You'll wish you had never said yes to me."
Draco laughed softly at that before drawing his lover into a slow, sensual kiss. "That, my dear, is never going to happen. We'll be together forever."
Only with Harry could Draco allow himself to drop all his masks and be the softie he turned into around him. Harry slowly lowered Draco to the floor and as they kissed, slowly began to undress him. Together they were stronger than any crazy Dark Lord or manipulative ex-Headmaster. Together they would overcome the darkness.
A/N: : Well? How'd ya'll like it? Turned out different than I thought it'd be. Lawls. Review if ya want. : Happy days everyone.