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The first one was Tonks and Lupin's. The funeral was joint because no-one could bear to part them. Harry sat in the front row, next to his boyfriend Draco and Hermione. Draco clasped both of his hands over Harry's as Harry buried his head in Draco's shoulder. Hermione slipped her hand into Harry's and gave it a tight squeeze.
Harry sobs came out quietly as he watched Tonks and Lupin being lowered into the ground. He stood up slowly and walked over to where Andromeda was sitting with baby Teddy. "I'm so sorry." Harry whispered, squeezing Andromeda's hand lightly, "It's all my fault."
Andromeda shook her head and smiled sadly, "It's not your fault." Harry just shakes his head and walks back to his friends, thinking that it really was his fault. He wrapped his arms around Draco and Draco pressed his lips to Harry's lightly.
The next one was Lavender's. Harry wasn't quite as sad, as he had always found he annoyed, but he still sought out Lavender's family and apologized, "It's all my fault." He muttered again. Lavender's family shook their heads and told him it wasn't, but he didn't believe them. He walked back to Draco and buried his head into Draco's neck, while Draco just wrapped his arms around Harry's waist and kissed the top of his head.
The last was the most painful. Fred Weasley's. Harry cried all the way through, most people did actually. George had charmed a piece of the air into a sort of television screen. It was showing all the pranks that they had ever done. It made everyone laugh, and cry at the same time.
Draco had his arms tightly around Harry, who was crying into his shoulder. Draco was worried about him, Harry hadn't eaten in days and had lost a lot of weight.
Harry stood up weakly and walked over to the Weasley's, Draco followed closely behind him. He hugged all of them in turn. Bill first, then Charlie, Arthur, Percy, Ron, Ginny, Molly and last of all George.
He hugged George the longest, both of them just standing there, crying, while Harry mumbled over and over again, "I'm so sorry."
George pulled back and wiped his eyes. "It's all my fault." Harry said again. George shook his head furiously and pulled Harry in for another bone-crushing hug. "Nothing is your fault Harry, nothing at all."
When Harry lay in bed that night, with tears rolling down his face, he felt Draco's arms wrap around him. He buried his head in Draco's chest and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck.
"It's all my fault." Harry sobbed. Draco rubbed his back lightly. "No it's not, it's never your fault, ever. Nothing is your fault." Harry kissed Draco's bare chest lightly.
"I love you Draco." Harry whispered.
"I love you too Harry." Draco whispered back, tilting Harry's head upwards. He pressed his lips to Harry's.
When they pulled back, and Draco leaned his forehead against Harry's, Harry whispered, "It's not my fault?"
Draco replied quietly with a small smile on his face.
"No, it's definitely not your fault."