Title: Over

Author: The Emcee

Summary: AU: Harry, or rather the Green Goblin, is about to kill Peter after having just caused Gwen Stacy's death. When he is about to deliver the killing blow, the Goblin stops, having realized something that Harry forgot with time and ignorance: he, Harry, they, can't kill Peter. He, they, would never do anything to endanger something that belonged to them.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

A/N: The summary sucks butt. Basically, it's an AU in which soul mates exist. In childhood, Harry had noticed a special connection forming between himself and Peter, but it takes the Green Goblin part of him to realize what that connection was: he had found his soul mate. Jeez, why can't I explain this in the summary? Anyway, this is yaoi, or man on man action, so if you don't like, then please, please, PLEASE don't read. But if you do, then let me know what you think! Also, I don't proof read my material and I don't have a beta reader (if you're interested though, send me a message because I probably need one more than words can describe), so I apologize for any mistakes. R&R. Enjoy!

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Over

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"Sometimes the hardest part isn't letting go but rather learning to start over."

Nicole Sobon

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Harry had wanted to kill Gwen Stacy from the moment he had laid eyes on her.

He couldn't even explain in rational thought as to why he wanted her dead. All he knew were two things. One: Peter was his, had been his ever since they were children, had remained his even when Harry had been shipped off to boarding school, and was always and forever going to be his. And two: he loathed Gwen Stacy. Despite what Peter had told him about how they had decided to just remain friends because their relationship was lacking something, because something just simply wasn't there, Harry couldn't stand the fact that Gwen had been there when he simple could not and that they had forged a bond over everything they had been through.

Harry hated that.

He was hating a lot of things lately.

Such as how Peter had betrayed him, how Spider Man – Peter - , the supposed 'hero' had left him to die on his own and take matters into his own hands, and his father sending him away from and separating him from what was his, just to name a few. The ones that stood out the most at the moment, anyway. And, of course, he was also hating Gwen Stacy.

So, naturally, when Harry had been overwhelmed by the Green Goblin, he had just gone along with letting the blonde genius fall to her death right before his and Peter's eyes. Part of Harry wondered if he could have shoved the Goblin away and gained control. Another part of him wondered if he'd even want to do that. No, he probably wouldn't have.

At the moment, even as he watched tears of anguish and sorrow fall from Peter's doe brown eyes, another spark of violent anger and hatred flared up within Harry, within the Green Goblin. Gwen was a nobody, she certainly wasn't Harry, who had remained by Peter's side even when his parents had left him, and yet here Peter was, crying over her as though he had lost his soul mate. It caused anger and hatred to rush through his veins, anger and hatred for Gwen and anger and hatred for Peter as well. Had Peter ever cried over him? Had Peter ever even cared at all? Had they ever been friends? Did Peter think of little of betraying him?

Apparently so.

The Green Goblin consumed Harry then and, as Peter continued to mourn, snatched the younger boy up and hauled him into the air. His maniacal laughter rang throughout the night sky as he ascended air into the heavens with Peter fighting back feebly. It was no use; there was nothing around for Peter to attach his sticky webs to and if he fell, he'd die just like Gwen Stacy. And that'd be just fine with Harry.

"Now that I've killed your precious Gwen, I'm going to kill you," Harry, the Green Goblin, seethed, getting in Peter's face, his own countenance contorted with loathing.

"H-Harry…" Peter gasped, trying to fight back even though his body and movements were sluggish and easy to predict, thanks in most part of Electro and Gwen Stacy's death.

"You shouldn't have betrayed me, Peter," Harry snarled and he was about to release his hold on Peter and allow him to plummet to his death, thus fulfilling the revenge he had promised himself.

Just before he could do so, however, something stopped him. A soft breeze blew past them and on it was carried the scent of something wonderful and fantastic. It was a scent that Harry recognized, having smelt it many times before now. Due to his enhanced senses that the Green Goblin possessed, it was even more potent, more powerful, and more wonderful than it had been before. Harry was still trying to remember just what exactly it was while the Goblin already knew. How Harry could know and not know all at once was puzzling, but it mattered little in retrospect.

The Goblin came up with the answer immediately: the scent that the breeze had carried with it belonged to his mate, his soul mate, a being that was crafted and created for him and him alone. And then, once Harry realized this as well, the Goblin deduced just who that scent belonged to.

With eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion and apprehension, the Goblin pulled Peter closer to him and sniffed him, inhaling his scent deeply as Peter eyed him with brown eyes full of fear and grief and sorrow. The Goblin's eyes widened as he confirmed his suspicions: Peter Parker, Spider Man, the boy who had betrayed them and had all but sentenced them to die, was their, his, mate. And when Harry realized that, he gained momentary control of himself once more and shouted in shock and anger.

They floated to the ground, Harry gritting his teeth in both frustration and a sick sense of relief. He couldn't, unfortunately, kill Peter, his supposed best friend and the boy who had flat out refused to give him his blood and save his life. He couldn't because Peter was his soul mate and killing his soul mate would also kill himself. Besides, and he would never admit this ever, not even to himself, he was kind of relieved because a small, twisted, damaged part of him still saw Peter as his, as his best friend, as his one and only companion in this world and any really.

"I hate you!" Harry spat as he threw Peter onto the ground. It took Peter a few tries to get up and steady himself and as he did so, Harry paced, his hangs tangled in his hair.

"W-what's going on?" Peter asked him, his eyes too wide and too innocent for Harry's liking. How could someone who had planned on letting him die look so innocent and sweet?

"Oh, don't be an idiot, Parker," Harry snapped at him. "You know as well as I do what's going on. Don't tell me you can't smell it."

"Smell what? My nose isn't exactly working properly what with all of the snot from crying you know," Peter snapped back. Harry was on him in an instant, slamming him into the nearest wall as hard as he could. He was satisfied with a pained gasp but also pained because, well, Peter was his soul mate and all.

"We're soul mates, you and I. We're stuck together, bound, connected, which means that I can't kill you," Harry said in a low growl.

Stupid. He was so damn stupid! How could he have not recognized that scent? It had been so prominent and overbearing when they were kids, always flooding his senses and making him feel as light as a feather and hopeful for the future even though his mom was dead and his dad was a dick who didn't give a damn about him. As a child, Harry had had no idea what it had been, only that he liked it a lot. A lot a lot. When they reconnected after he arrived back home, it had returned, but Harry had just shrugged it off and pushed it aside thinking that it was only Peter.

God, how wrong he had been.

If he would have known, if he would have thought it through, Harry would have figured it out and he would have stayed in Europe and away from Peter, from Spider Man, from all that was going on. But he hadn't and here they were. Hell, he didn't even know where they were. How did one go from trying to kill your best friend to finding out he's your soul mate and that killing him would only end up in killing you as well?

Harry didn't have an answer right then and there for that one, so he opted for yelling into the night sky, venting his frustrations as both Harry Osborn and the Green Goblin while Peter sunk to the ground and stared at him and tears silently flowed down his cheeks.