I'm trying to get back into the swing of writing any constructive criticism is welcome. No part of Harry Potter is mine and i make no money from it
"Sweet Merlin…..That has to be the single best thing I have ever tasted." Harry said giving me this look like he didn't want to admit I was right! He could be so stubborn sometimes. "What did you expect? Honestly Harry I think we've been together long enough that I know what you like." I smirked at him he always doubted everything; even if it made the most sense in the world Harry would find a world of excuses to avoid it. "One of these days you're going to do something I ask without questioning me, and I'm going to die of shock!" Harry looked at me with surprise quite apparent in his eyes. "I don't always question you! How about the time you asked me to….or that one thing you wanted me to….well I can't think of any right now, but I'm absolutely positive there's been loads of times!"
"Harry its okay that you are a little stubborn, it's just a part of your personality. I just think it's something we need to work on." Harry looked at his boyfriend with eyes full of admiration. "Draco I love you for understanding me, you're seriously the only one who gets me. Its just I sometimes feel like I'm too happy like this is some kind of death eater plot or something." Looking up Harry could see that he said the wrong thing Draco was positively seething. "Do you seriously feel that way? You're honestly worried about me poisoning you?" Gray eyes met green and in both there was a look of patience like they were both waiting for something. "Dray I…I…I want to be with you and I'm trying honestly, but sometimes yeah I do wonder if this is just some plot against me!" Draco looked like he'd been slapped in the face! Harry had the gall to think he would try to hurt him when Draco is regardless of what his friends or his family said to him! He hasn't even said I love you yet "HARRY JAMES POTTER! We've been together for almost five years, and you're still having trust issues? I LOVE YOU, DAMMIT! There I said it I love you! I'm not going to try and kill you! I thought we were working toward a commitment but in reality you're still just trying to get over your trust issues! Not to sound too negative but I feel like I've been wasting my time in this relationship"
Draco ran with tears in his eyes upstairs into the bedroom they shared and after a few silencing charms he let himself cry. Of course Harry could have broken these quite easily but for fear of what his boyfriend might do he left well enough alone. Harry figured he would get dinner started and see if Draco would talk to him by the time it was done. Preparing some of Draco's favorite dishes Harry wanted desperately to stop cooking and hold his blonde counterpart.
(Two hours later)
"Drake honey dinner is finished please come downstairs." Harry tried calling him, faking accidents, he even tried to sound angry, but nothing got Draco to come down. Finally enough was enough and Harry went upstairs to bring his boyfriend out the room kicking and screaming if he had too! Besides all relationships had problems they just needed to talk this out and everything would be perfect! He knocked on the door several times attempting to be civil about all this, but that didn't work. Finally after several failed attempts at opening the door it burst open to reveal an almost empty room. I say almost empty because the furniture was still intact and there didn't seem to be anything missing. On further inspection though there were lots of things missing. All of Draco's clothes for instance Draco's favorite pillow his really expensive dragon painting. The most important things however were not the things that had been taken, but were what he had left behind. His favorite framed picture of him and harry on their first date, several gifts harry had bought him over the years and a note with an all too familiar elegant scrawl on it:
Dear Mr. Potter,
Upon these last few years of wonderful bliss there have been many bad days' arguments, and of course disagreements. I however thought we could get through this with all the trust and love we had for each other. It seems however that I was wrong and as much as I hate being wrong I must admit when my goat has been gotten. After today's "discussion" and you revealing that you don't trust me I feel obligated to tell you that I have never physically and would never physically hurt you no matter how much you hurt me. The dark lord is dead. Harry not everyone is out to get you. I fear that you will never be able to fully trust me because of the things I have done in the past. I hope you find someone who will be able to make you happy, and who deserves your trust implicitly.
All my love,
Draco Malfoy
P.S. I'm leaving the country so you won't be able to find me my decision stands so don't waste your time looking for me.
Harry was shocked to say the least. He and Draco had had plenty of problems in the past but they had never thought of a breakup ever! This didn't even seem like it was really happening! How could it be real when it had only been a small argument that was the catalyst of the breakup? Running down stairs he grabbed his hat and jacket before flooing to the one place Draco would have to stop if he intended to leave the country. Malfoy Manor. After five or so disoriented seconds Harry stepped through the floo to Malfoy Manor "Draco!" Harry screamed almost immediately after he stepped out of the floo. Rushing from the room he ran around frantically looking for Draco. Almost as suddenly as he had burst through the floo Narcissa Malfoy bursts through a door.
"Mr. Potter you are no longer welcome in my home! Now if you would please make a very hasty and orderly exit through the nearest floo, I would be most grateful!" The words shocked Narcissa herself, but they seemed to just flow with her motherly need to protect her only son. "Please Narcissa I need to speak with him it was all a mistake I can't just let him go like this!" Harry pleaded as if his own life depended on Narcissas good will. Which the way he felt right now heart wrenching and racing it might very well kill him if he doesn't get Draco back. With a look that could have rivaled Hades Narcissa began to speak once more, but a little more calmly.
"Mister Potter would you like to know what occurred in my household just a few short moments ago." Harry stood still and quiet hoping that it was a rhetorical question. "My only child, my beautiful baby boy came here for the first time in months and I thought it was just one of those unplanned visits. That is to say until I saw the look on his face. It was pain, pure unadulterated pain I thought someone had been holding a cruciatus on him." She began to speak through gritted teeth. "He was sobbing and barely able to walk I insisted he lie down, but of course stubborn as he is he explained what happened and practically demanded I help him leave. My son has never demanded anything of me and when he asks for things he does it in the most polite way possible! So naturally I helped him knowing that was the severity of the situation. He is now far away from your grubby little fingers and it will do you well to leave my home and forget you ever met my son!"
Harry couldn't help it as much as he wanted to stay strong he felt as though a huge piece of him was missing. How could he possibly have let Draco slip through his fingers? Draco his one love, the only one to ever truly know him, the only man who knew every aspect of his life and yet still love him despite everything, the man who he had spent the last five years of his life with. He collapsed to the floor not caring what happened to him. Harry could only hope Draco found someone else that could make him happy.