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Chapter 36 Perfect Fit, Like A Puzzle

Once again they were on the Hogwarts Express back to London, Harry curled up in Draco's familiar embrace.

"I'll owl you as soon as I can," Harry promised. "Mrs. Weasley absolutely insisted that all of them were coming home with me to clean and brighten the place up a bit for me.

I wanted to say no, but you know how she is. Wouldn't take no for an answer.

I swear, sometimes she acts like she's trying to replace my mother.

I bet she'll freak and never speak to me again when I finally tell her that I'm gay."

"No, she won't, Harry. It might, and probably will make her uncomfortable, but she would accept it eventually. I'm the one she'll probably hate even more when we finally go public with our relationship. I can hear the insults already.

'There goes the son-of-a-death-eater who warped the mind of the-boy-who-lived into believing that he was gay'."

Harry laughed, stopping quickly when he saw the look on Malfoy's face.

"You don't really believe that, do you? That's ridiculous. I know I was gay before I met you, and so do you. Just because you were my first, and last, boyfriend and lover doesen't change that. All they have to do is interview my stupid cousin.

He knew before I did the way I am since he saw me checking out a few of his so-called friends. It sure pissed him off to, I can tell you that."

"No, I don't believe that, angel, but others will. If you wanted a calm peaceful life, then you have chosen the wrong mate. My family's sins are a burden that I will carry for the rest of my days, even though they have nothing to do with me.

It is the way of the world. Whether we be mortal or magic, the cruelty of the people remains the same. I will be shunned by many simply because my family chose to side against us all with Voldemort by becoming death eaters."

"Well, it isn't fair," Harry said softly. "I will never have a completely peaceful life either because of my past. I chose the right mate in you, Drake.

You're everything that I've ever wanted, and everything that I never thought to ask for.

Life is pain, but it is also joy, peace and love. I could never be happy with someone who didn't understand the darker side of human-nature.

Both of us have scars from it, and I'm sure that there will be more before we depart from this world together. Part of the reason that we fit so well is because of our pain in a way.

We understand each other's pain, and we can help each other through the sadness and into the light once more. I've lost so many who are important to me, some I never even truly had a chance to know first.

We are perfectly opposite in almost every way, but the fit is perfect, like a puzzle of a sunset. The red piece of the sun falling into place with the green piece when it touches the grass as it sets for it's nightly-sleep…"

"Let me guess," Draco said teasingly, trying to steer the boat of the conversation out of the suddenly deep-waters. "I'm the sun in this puzzle?"

"Of course. Whether I'm with or without you, I can't see anything or anyone else at all, because they don't matter. You are the sun that guides my heart and the only one that I could ever want beside me as my partner-in-life-and-love. I would do anything for you, Drake."

"Really?" Malfoy teased him again. "What about look at Voldemort naked again?"

Harry's nose wrinkled at the awful thought, and he started to laugh quietly, the intensity of the moment effectively broken.

"Well, maybe not that. Once was enough to scar me for life. A second time would probably stop my heart altogether. I wasn't kidding around about how bad he looks,

and I only got a quick glance…"

Malfoy smiled, kissing Harry's forehead gently, brushing the messy, black-as-midnight hair away from his beautiful green eyes lovingly.

"And I would never ask it of you, darling…"