Title: Walking Away
Rating: G
Paring: Harry/Draco
Warnings: Slash
Summary: Draco walks away, and hopes to find a better day. Set after Harry's seventh and final year at Hogwarts. Slash. H/D. Songfic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I wish I did. Oh and I don't own Craig David's song Walking Away, which btw is a wonderful song.
Notes: Song(Craig David - Walking Away) is in italics. My first Harry Potter fanfic.
*prolugue*
It was just after all the seventh years had graduated, and Harry was sitting outside by the willow tree by the lake. He stared up into the sky smiling as he saw a shooting star. Silently he made a wish, praying that it would come true.
Suddenly Harry could see some one walking toward him. Harry smiled and got up slowly.
"I knew you'd come," Harry laughed, his smile growing bigger.
"How could I resist?" Draco smiled too," Every one else is partying, or something."
They both smiled.
I'm walking away
From the troubles in my life
I'm walking away
Oh, to find a better day
"I'm leaving," Draco whispered as he looked at Harry.
"What?" Harry asked, sitting up.
"I'm. Leaving," Draco said again, this time louder.
"Why? No, you can't," Harry said getting up out of the chair he had been sitting in.
"I have to," Draco said.
Sometimes, some people get me wrong
When it's something I've said or done
Sometimes, you feel there is no fun
That's why you turn and run
Draco closed his eyes for a second, remembering the places yesterday he had been, a week, everything that happened. It had all been the same. They couldn't accept him.
Even with all the things he had done, with all the good things. The way he had changed, not just for himself but for Harry too.
They didn't see that even with all the things he'd said and done in the past, they couldn't forget or forgive.
"Is that why?" Harry asked.
"What?" Draco asked. He hadn't realized he'd been talking out loud.
"Is that, you're running aren't you?" Harry said.
"No," Draco whispered.
But now I truly realize
Some people don't wanna compromise
Well I saw them with my own eyes
Spreading those lies, yeah
Draco remember how he said he would change. And he had, but they still couldn't realize that he had changed.
He had told all of them, that he would, but they didn't want to see that. He was an easy target for their hate because of the past things he'd done.
And when he had changed there had been "stories" around that he was lying about changing, that he hadn't changed but had been spying.
Well I don't wanna live a lie
Too many sleepless nights
Not mentioning the fights
I'm sorry to say lady
Draco closed his eyes, then opened them again.
"I've changed," Draco whispered softly, but it sounded as loud as lightning.
He closed his eyes again, there had been a fight, that was one of the big reasons he wanted to leave. Not really wanted, but had too.
"I change, I changed," Draco repeated.
"But it's not enough, never enough," Draco whispered.
"Can you accept that?" Draco said.
Well I'm so tired baby
Of things you say
You're driving me away
Whispers in the powder room baby
Don't listen to the games they play
"Draco shut up," Harry said. Shocked at what Draco was saying.
"You're good," Harry said, walking closer to Draco.
"There driving me away," Draco mumbled so Harry couldn't hear him.
"They don't think I'm good," Draco said, barely loud enough for Harry to hear him.
"Don't listen to them, haven't you. Don't you realize," Harry whispered.
"Realize what?" Draco hissed, turning cold to Harry.
Girl I thought you'd realized
I'm not like them other guys
'Cause I saw them with my own eyes
You should've been more wise babe
"Draco don't you realize it yet?" Harry exclaimed, tears glittering in his eyes.
Draco looked at Harry, a confused look in his eyes.
"Draco, I'm not like them. I know that you'd never go back to Dark Magic, or anything like that. I know you've changed. But them, the whole world, they could always think that you'd never change but I know that's not true. You have changed, maybe you never really did, you were always good," Harry said again, shaking his head at the thought of his friends, whom he was sure Draco was talking about.
"Harry," Draco said, shaking his head too.
"I know I have changed, but, I can't," Draco continued.
I'm walking away
From the troubles in my life
I'm walking away
Oh, to find a better day
"But you can't leave!" Harry shouted as Draco turned around.
Draco turned back to look at Harry.
"It's not like I have a choice, or anything," Draco muttered. He also muttered something else, but Harry couldn't hear it.
"Then don't, please," Harry pleaded.
"I would, I'd could stay here forever. But now, I can't. Maybe I'll come back, when things are different," Draco whispered, turning back around.
Harry closed his eyes for a split second, then opened them. But it was to late, Draco wasn't there anymore.
"Draco?" Harry whispered.
No answer came to Harry, but he swore he could hear some one whisper, "Maybe."
tbc?
A/N: May have a sequel. Okay, proabably will.