"Ugh, this is so fucking frustrating. It been days, shit weeks, since I've tried to fix things with Harry, but he's just not listening to me anymore." Draco tells Luna as he is currently moping in Ron's house.
"I'm so sorry, Draco." Luna tells him.
"How will Harry ever know that he's wonderful? Gosh, I'm so stupid." He says, running his hand through his hair.
"Draco, don't beat yourself up, mate." Ron tells him from the kitchen.
"How can I? You knew that he was leaving New York before I did!" Draco bitterly responds.
"Hey, we figured that it would be better for him to tell you that he was leaving himself. I'm sorry about that." The red head tells him.
"We? Who's 'We' in this situation, Ron? Don't add me into this." Neville says causing the women to chuckle.
"Yeah, right." Draco snorts.
"It would've been worse if Ron or anyone else told you instead of him." Luna supplies.
"That is true." Neville agrees.
"That doesn't help me at all, Neville. All I know is that he's going away and I won't see him anymore." Draco tells him dejectedly.
"Now, that you're being honest with yourself, how do you feel about Harry?" Neville asks him.
"Wait! I need to hear this myself, just as soon as I put this chicken in the oven." Ron says from the kitchen.
"Damn the chicken and get your hungry ass in this living room, now!" Hermione shouts.
"I second that!" Neville says.
"Oh!" Draco says. This is going to be a long discussion. "This is going to take forever."
"Alright, alright. I'm coming!" Ron says, running to the couch. Neville laughs at him.
"So, Malfoy, what's your answer?" Neville asks.
"All I want for him is to be happy. I mean, I love making him happy and - God, I don't know how to describe it."
"Well, what do you want, Draco?" Luna asks gently and Draco sighs.
"I want so many things. As stupid as this may sound, I want all types of hate to be over. I never thought that I would see the day where I would say this, but, I want quiet days and loving days. I want to have kids, eventually. I want to hold someone in my arms when he's depressed. As for Harry, I just love putting a smile on his face. I love when he hugs me from the back. I love that he gives me massages when I'm stressed or feeds me when I'm sick. I love holding him in my arms and feeling like it's me and him against the world. I love that he gives me something to believe in when I'm feeling down. I love how he can tell you or do things without actually saying the words 'I love you' on a regular basis. He's just so… he's amazing. His mind is beautiful."
"Truthfully, Draco. Do you like Harry? As in "like him" like him?" Luna asks him.
"I… I…" Draco says.
It can't be love.
Can it?
He just doesn't know, so he decides to answer it the way he always do.
"No, but I can't imagine my life without him. I- I couldn't ruin our friendship like that at all. It's hard enough functioning everyday about my parent's wellbeing and the only father figure Harry has ever known."
"That's deep, Draco!" Ron remarks.
He isn't shocked, but at this rate, Ron doesn't understand why he can't tell Harry all of this at all. It's truly baffling to him.
"Hey man, Draco always surprises you, right Ron?" Neville asks.
"Oh, you have no idea." Ron agrees.
"I need something to snack on." Draco says. "You guys got anything?"
"I'll go find something." Luna says, walking towards their friend's kitchen.
"Would you like Scotch or Whiskey, Draco?" Neville asks as he pulls out a bag of liquor from his bag.
"I don't care, Neville. Just keep the bottle near me."
"Draco." Ron starts.
"What's up, Ron?" A tipsy Draco hiccups, trying to sip his third cup of coffee.
"If I were to give you this picture of Harry," He says, pulling a picture of Harry, Neville and Draco out of his photo album from about three years ago. "What would you say?"
Draco starts crying for another 10 minutes.
"You guys, I can't cry anymore. I'm really tired of crying. When Harry leaves, he'll be taking all my tears with him."
"Hey!" Luna says, flipping the channel. "An old episode of The Golden Girls is showing! I like this episode. The one where Blanche was jealous of all the attention Dorothy was getting from all the guys at The Rusty Anchor. Dorothy's singing was awesome!"
"Harry loves that episode!" Draco says, getting up from the couch. "I've got to try and forget Harry. For some reason, I can't get him out of my mind." Draco sighs. "I blew it- I really blew it. I took him for granted."
"I better take him home." Ron tells them. "Come on, buddy. Let's get you home."
"Thanks, Ron, but I'm fine. I can get home on my own."
"Are you sure, Malfoy?"
"Are you positive about this?" His friend asks him, referring to getting home on his own.
"Positive."
"Alright."
"We'll see you soon." Neville says.
"Get home safe, Draco." Ron tells him.
"Call us when you get home." Hermione Says.
"I will." He says, leaving the house.
Draco enters his house, with a bottle of red wine. He puts takes his shoes off and puts his keys on a key holder. He accidentally trips over one of the nearby chairs and knocks down a picture frame. He picks up the frame and inside the frame is a picture of him and Harry. The picture is the same picture that he gave Harry on his 25th birthday. The picture is of a cake covered Harry and a pristine Draco are standing with their backs together, making goofy faces at the camera.
"Oh, that was a world away." He says, sitting on the couch, touching the broken glass. "Here's to you, Harry." Draco says, opening the wine bottle, lifting it up in the air. "I hope you find love and happiness, wherever you go in life." Draco takes a long drink from the bottle, before he passes out.
Back at his house, Harry is gathering the last of his belongings.
"That's that." Harry says, putting the last of his suitcases by the door.
He looks around the barren living room, thinking of all the good times that he's had in this house. A few minutes later he starts walking around the house with a drink in his hand. While walking around his home, he comes across a picture that he was fond of. The picture is the same picture that he recieved on his 25thbirthday from the man that he loved. The picture is of a cake covered Harry and a pristine Draco are standing with their backs together, making goofy faces at the camera. Harry smiled at it.
"Here's to you, Draco." Harry says as he is raising his glass. "I hope you find happiness, wherever you go in life very soon." Harry says, lifting the glass to his mouth before going to bed.