No real author's note today. Had a lot of emotions to sort through.
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I knew he was following me, but I also knew how to lose him. Breaking into a run, I nearly bust down the door to the Room of Requirement. There, in the corner, stood my pride and joy: a cabinet. Not just any cabinet, but the key to keeping my family safe. I run my hands over the designing. The uniqueness of the carvings are rough against my skin. Sighing, I pull the door open. A cloud of dust engulfs me, causing a violent coughing spasm. As the air clears, I glance inside and notice the cracks and internal abuse the covers the inside that no one could have guessed was in there by judging from the outside. I brush my hand against the splintering wood. Nothing. I sigh again before closing the door, knowing that I have a lot of work to do, and a short time to do it. Glancing at my watch, I realize it's for Slughorn's Christmas party, which he seemed to forget my invitation.
I slink up behind the pillars, following about 45 yards behind Harry and Luna. As they enter the door, I pause for about five minutes. Just as I slide out, that filthy squib grabbed me. "Get off me! Do not touch me you disgusting creature," I shout as Filch grabbed my collar. "Quiet you! You are a student out of bed!" The nearest teacher is Horace, he'll deal with you." I spend the entire time kicking and shouting like I was a five year old. The last thing I wanted was Harry to see me at the mercy of this filth.
Luckily, Severus grabbed me before I was too embarrassed. I caught a glimpse of him as I was being pulled out. The whole fight between Severus and I is a blur as I find myself coming back to my senses while pacing around the common room. Just then, my sweet eagle owl swoops through our hidden door. The shaky lettering gives its self away as my father's.
Draco,
I hope you are ready. We will all be released soon. I will not be attending the fight at the school, but I will see you at home that night. I have complete faith in you. Succeed where I have failed. Once this is over, we will disappear. No more running. No more hiding. We will be safe. Please try not to get involved with anyone. Not yet. It'll make our move easier.
Father
Sighing, I crumple the letter and throw it into the fire. The cabinet has been near ready for weeks. Probably would have been done sooner, but the damn shop keeper won't send me the last of the materials I need.
The end of the year is a blur. I saw Harry on and off, but nothing serious. He was always too busy, according to his owls. Well that's fine. I had a project of my own. That, was another night that just blew by. One minute, I'm standing there, ready to kill Dumbledore, the next, Snape is right there, stealing my glory. I attended his funeral, but remained in the back, and right after, I met Harry underneath our tree.
"Draco, how…why," he began. "Shhh. It was for the life of my father. It's over now." He grabs my face and presses his lips against mine. Before I knew what we were doing, I was shirtless, as was he, and I was on top of him, snogging his brains out. The entire school was watching us before long. For once, I didn't care. I laid there and rolled his nipples between my fingers, he ran his hands through my hair….at least until a very familiar throat clear was heard.
"Boys, I hardly think this is the time or place for this. Please return to your houses at once," McGonagal whispered before pursing her lips to paper thin. Harry made to get up, but I pushed my hips into his and continued to snog. At first he was hesitant, but he eventually gave in.
A few crowd members started cheering, but I'm not sure if it's for our little show we are putting on or our disregard for a feared professor's suggestion. Either way, things start to heat up and Harry whispers, "Draco love, we need to stop. I need to go." Reluctantly I slide off him, hear a few, "No don't stop" yells, and pull him to his feet. We walk hand in hand back to the castle, leaving our shirts blowing in the wind.
As fate would have it, our happiness didn't last long. Harry has a quest, and I have, well, things to take care of. I knew the next year would be difficult, Harry hunting horcruxes, and me being well, a Malfoy. I just never knew that I would end up scared and depressed as news of Harry still missing continuously reached my ears. I tried to reach Ron when he turned up on the radar again, but he refused to tell me anything more than, "He is breathing." Then one day, the snatchers brought him to my parent's house. I didn't have the heart to turn him in, so I lied to give him a few more minutes of air. He whispered he loved me as once again he disappeared from my grasp.
The war is over. The good guys won. Isn't that how all fairytales are? Me, I work for the ministry as a school governor, just as my father did before me. Harry is an auror, although their work is limited currently. Sometimes our paths cross, but not often. Until one day, a memo from him reached my desk.
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That's all for now. I wanted to speed up the school years so I can get to the super fluffy stuff at Malfoy's flat! Please check out my latest story: Something so Small. It's a Severus/Lily love story, and that's all I will say!
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