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Walking past he glimpsed white blond hair. Holding his breath he turned to look in the window. Shattered he couldn't look away. For the first time in four years he saw the other man. The man who held his heart and he was holding hands with some woman. Sitting there laughing with Blaise and Pansy. As if he could feel his gaze Draco Malfoy looked up and straight into the other's eyes. A raised eyebrow and then he turned away to nuzzle the woman's neck. With a hitched breath he turned and ran away.
A few days later Harry got the number from the Ministry directory. He fingered the slip before picking up the phone. Draco answered on the second ring. Harry started and stopped and started again. The phone went dead.
"Before I hung up the phone all I could hear
Was the dial tone ring in my ear
If I could go back in time
I'd say those three words
I shoulda woulda coulda said it back to you
And this can't be saved if you can't be found
You couldn't even say goodbye
I shoulda woulda coulda said it back to you
I shoulda woulda coulda said it back to you"
Harry sat in his car a few houses down from Draco's home. One blonde haired little boy and an auburn haired girl played with the woman from the restaurant. Draco came out the door and picked up the little girl swinging her around. Harry could hear the laughter from where he sat.
"Now that you're gone I'm wasting away
The life has been siphoned right out of my veins
If I could go back in time
I'd say those three words
I shoulda woulda coulda said it back to you
And this can't be saved if you can't be found
You hung up and left me dead on the ground
You didn't even say goodbye
I shoulda woulda coulda said it back to you
I shoulda woulda coulda said it back to you"
Harry looked around his apartment. It used to be theirs. Should have always been theirs. Memories passed before his eyes. Making love on the balcony in the rain. Cooking in the kitchen together. Snuggled on the couch watching movies. Bodies being pushed against the wall. Fighting and the make up sex. Waking up to his warm lover and that look of wonderment in the others eyes.
Pulling out the bottle of vodka he sat and remembered that night. Coming home from a long day at work. The lights were off in the living room. Candles lit in the dining room with a dinner set for two. Draco standing in the shadows watching him as he took everything in. Draco telling him about the arranged marriage. Trying to explain that he'd walk away from it for Harry. Leave everything behind. Taking out the ring and taking Harry's hand. Draco telling him how he couldn't live without him and those three words. I love you. Harry standing there not able to say anything and then leaving the apartment.
The next day Harry came home to accept the proposal but Draco and all his things were gone. None of his family or friends would tell Harry where Draco had gone.
"When you said those three words
I kinda freaked out
When you said them first my jaw hit the ground
I shoulda woulda coulda said it back to you
And this can't be saved if you can't be found
You hung up and left me for dead on the ground
You didn't even say goodbye
And this can't be saved
And this can't be saved
If you can't be found
If you can't be found
I shoulda woulda coulda said it back to you
I shoulda woulda could said it back to you"
Harry watched under his invisibility cloak as Draco took her by the hand and led her to the bed. He watched as Draco made love to her. With tears running down his cheeks he left the house and apparated away. Too late now.