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I don't know how long I stood out there. All I know is that it had been over 5 hours. It was snowing. It was beautiful. I loved the snow. It was full of ecstasy and cool bitterness. It's beauty and its cold melts your heart and freezes it at the same time. You are able to see exactly who you are. It was out in the snow that it finally clicked to me that I wasn't going to live past my seventh year.

It was also out in the snow that I realized that the reason I have never had a successful relationship with a girl was because I was gay. But the most stunning realization I made out there was the one I made right after I had killed Voldemort. I realized that my purpose in life was over. I had been born, raised and trained to kill the most evil thing on the planet. I had done that. What was I supposed to do now?

I no longer wish to be an auror. I've had about as much evil men as I can take. But what else was I good at? No way was I going to play Quidditch. It is an enjoyable sport but not worth my entire life.

Another realization that ranks right up there with Voldemort's death is my realization that I am in love with the vary man that I cannot stand. He has hurt more people than I can count, including his one and only son. It must be his cool exterior. As I've said before, I love the cold and the snow. But it would never work. I killed his Master therefore I am the enemy. He is smart enough to know not to have a relationship with the enemy.

Surely you have drawn the link. I am in love with Lucius Malfoy.

So as I stood out in the snow, oblivious to my surroundings, I pondered what to do with my life.

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LMPOV

I stood outside watching him grow cold. He has been out there for seven hours. Just standing in the snow. I don't know why I am here. He hates me with his entire soul. He killed my Master. The man I was faithful too. Therefore he hates me. I don't know what compelled me to do it, but I began walking towards him. I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Beautiful isn't it?" He asks me.

"The snow. It's beautiful." He explains. " Its beauty melts your heart while the cold freezes it. It holds no mercy. It dominates with its fury but it falls lightly and effortlessly."

"Yes you are." I tell him. He slowly turns around. His face is set into a face that shows all the hate in the world, but his eyes display the truth. His eyes tell me too make the next move. They tell me he feels the same way. Suddenly my emotions take over, next thing I know I've grabbed his waist and pulled him into a passionate kiss. I flick my tongue over his lip seeking for entrance. He slowly opens his mouth. Our tongues start dancing. He moans and that just arouses me. Somehow we make it over to a wall and I press him up against it. I press my body against his, pressing my erection into his. He looks at me with lust in his eyes.

He starts taking off my robes. I do the same for him. I turn him around so he is facing the wall and slid myself into him. He moans with pleasure and slowly I speed up my pace. I can feel him about to come and I start to thrust harder. Finally he comes and he whispers my name so that I barely hear it. The minute he said my name I came and put my head next to his ear and whispered his name.

I said it with all of the feelings I have for him and he understood. He turned around and kissed me. When we broke apart for need of air he whispered to me the words I will never forget.

"I love you Lucius." I turned to him.

"I love you too Harry."

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HPPOV

He loved me, I couldn't believe it he actually loved me. I guess the snow came through for me. I asked myself not a moment before he came outside, "What am I supposed to do?" I guess I got my answer. My new role in life is to love and to be loved by Lucius Malfoy.