A/N: Hello people who know me! Lol, been gone for some time, but back now! This is a short story that popped into my head a while ago…and I've decided to write it in honor of my dear Mikayla's birthday! So yes…this is all dedicated to her!
This chapter is really a prologue, but seeing I hate it when at the top of ff.net, where it shows the chapters, the "prologue" is "chapter one", I've just made this chapter one. So, that's pretty much why this one is so short!
Chapter 1 Remember and Forgive
He drifted slowly…fading in and then out again. The ground felt strangely soft under him, the rocks like pillows. The blood down his arms…his legs…his face…felt merely like warm water in a shower.
It was finally over. The wizarding world…the world was finally safe. No more hatred…no more fear. There was…peace…
Someone stumbled over to him, the fell on his side, panting.
"Harry…" a small voice…weak…and pleading.
He opened his eyes and stared into watery silver ones. He opened his lips, coughed, and rasped out,
"You…betrayed me…"
The silver puddles closed, then opened, bigger than ever…wetter…
"No…" was the answer. "No…I didn't…I…I didn't mean to. I never…I wouldn't…I…I lo-"
"No…" he shook his head, wincing at the sudden, surprising pain. "No…you don't. I know. I thought I felt the same…that what we had was real…"
"Harry-"
"I thought that when you saw me, what you saw was someone you loved. Because I felt that when I looked at you. I thought that it didn't matter if everyone shook their heads at us…that Ron, Hermione, and I fell apart, because what I had was you…and that was all that mattered…"
"I-"
"But I was wrong. I lost everyone…everything that I loved, or loved me…because I gave them all up for you. Couldn't you see that? Why couldn't you? I loved you. But now I know that all those times were fake. It was all fake."
"That's not tr-"
"Now leave me…" he closed his eyes feebly. He could feel his energy running out…could feel his magic leaving him…his life...
"Harry…"
"Leave!"
The young man gave a breath of emotion, and slowly, painfully, pushed himself up. He stumbled two feet, and fell.
The black-haired boy closed his eyes as sudden, hot tears rushed to his eyes, and then opened them, raised his head a little, and stared at the unmoving…lifeless figure on the ground.
"Goodbye…Draco," he whispered, before dropping his head back on the ground.
The light was dimming…he just felt so tired…wanted to sleep…go into darkness, yes…it felt wonderful.
But yet…as he started drifting again – this time for the last – he couldn't help but remember those touches…the kisses…soft lips upon his…he wanted to feel that one last time so badly…just a soft touch…just one more…the feeling of love.
But no…that only person who could make him feel that way was gone…drifting away from the world…
Harry was almost gone…his soul flowing freely. But something still troubled his heart…something that would not allow him to drift in peace.
Harry dimly wondered what that was, when a thought came flashing through his mind.
I forgive you Draco.
And all at once, he knew no more…only felt the calmness of silence and peace forevermore…
TBC…
A/N: Yea…I know…told you it was short!
Lol, anyhow, that's NOT THE END! So I guess you'll have to leave a review, add me to your Author's Alert, and make me feel special! Lol!!