No intro.

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Our week went by way too quickly. We were back at Hogwarts in what felt like hours. I still had no idea how to tell everyone about the engagement. I had to think of something. Quick. So, I did the first thing I thought of. The second we got back, I told Draco to bring everyone to the Room Of Requirement. We had an announcement.

….

Of course, both houses thought they were called separately, so I had to separate the seating. They hadn't grown any fonder of each other since we'd left. Shocker.

Once everyone was settled, I started to panic. I stood from the love seat that had been created, and started to pace. Within seconds, the tears started.

M: What am I supposed to say? Draco proposed, we're getting married this summer. What about Harry?

Pansy and Ginny came to help me, doing their best to sooth me. I looked to Draco, but he wasn't there anymore. He hated seeing me in pain, especially when he knew he couldn't help. Wiping the tears away, I tried to catch my breath. I smiled gratefully at my friends, "I'm alright. Just overwhelmed, is all." Sitting back down, I looked straight at Harry, who was sitting across from me. "Draco, um, Draco proposed." All around me were cheers and squeals, but I barely heard them. I was drowned in Harry's reaction. It was worse than when I'd slapped him. He had tears in his eyes, and felt no need to hide the hurt in his expression. I was snapped back into reality by Pansy.

"Let's see it then." She said, smiling like the mad.

"See what?" I ask, confused.

She laughs, "The ring, of course!"

"Oh, right. The ring. Um, left it in my dorm. It's Slytherin day tomorrow, I'll be wearing it then. But, right now, I really need to sleep." I explained. It was all true. But, I wouldn't go straight to bed.

….

He was right where I knew he'd be. Sitting on the bridge, legs hanging off the side. It was our spot. It has been since first year. I sat with him. His shoulders were shaking. The way he did when he cried. When he laughed, it was different.

"Harry," I started, but he stopped me.

"Lotus, why?" He asked me, his beautiful forest green eyes, filled with crystal clear pools of tears.

"I don't know." I say, softly.

"That's a load of rubbish, and you know it." He looked at me. The same look he'd given me all these years. The same look he'd given me the first time we met.

"How do you know that?" I ask, but I already knew the answer.

"Because, I know you, Lotus Allen. I have since the day we met. You told me everything you were afraid to tell everyone else. I know you take milk in your tea, but not sugar. And that you like the Chocolate frogs best from the trolly. And that your favorite color has changed, it's no longer Magenta, it's the color of your last jumper from Mrs. Weasly. And I know that there's a small scar on your hip, that you got when you fell from a tree that you had climbed. You'd climbed too high and thought if you jumped, you'd be fine. I know that you still get nightmares, but refuse to tell Draco that they're about your mother's death, that you've now seen because you felt ready. You unwrapped her wand and saw Lucius use the killing curse on her. And now you can see the Thestrals, because you've seen death. You're afraid of spiders and the ocean. Yet, love the dark. When you first came to England, you had an American accent, but your voice has turned British over the years. Your favorite Quidditch team is the Chudley Cannons, even though you hate the color orange. I know your favorite room in the castle is the Astronomy tower, because you love to look at the stars. I know you."

He sat there. The whole time he spoke, he looked at the water, not wanting to see my face. I was stunned. I rarely told him any of those things. I only told him about my fall. But, not about the scar.

"Harry, I love you. You know that. But, I can't leave Draco. He's been there my whole life." Harry scoffed.

"What?" he looked me in the eyes.

"No he hasn't."

"What?"

"Forget it. You won't believe me anyway."

"Harry," My voice had turned into a warning. "Tell me, now." He looked at me, shocked at my firmness.

He told me everything.

"The day we got into that big fight, the one that he got all those scars, I'd found out what he'd done." He stopped, taking a deep breath. "You know how Dobby and I are close, in a way?" I nodded. "Well he kind of let slip that Draco was lying. I had to pry it out of him but I got him to tell me." He stopped again. I didn't know where this was going, but I didn't like it.

"Harry?" I whispered. He took my hand.

"He's been lying this whole time. About you two being friends in your childhood."

I looked at him in shock, then laughed humorlessly.

"That can't be true, I remember."

"Those memories are fake. He paid a wizard to put them there. He still sees Lucius. Everytime he leaves your side."

"How do I know it's true?"

"Put your wand to his arm, and say 'reveal your secrets'. The dark mark will appear."

Before I knew what I was doing, I called for Dobby.

"Dobby!" As soon as I heard the snap, I stood. "Dobby, I need you to take me to Draco, I don't care where he is or what he's doing, just take me to him." Dobby looked at me in fear, then nodded, within seconds I was in Draco's bedroom. He was on his bed, staring down at one of the flower petals from the day he proposed. When he saw me, he stood. He tried to wrap me in his arms, but I put up my hands to stop him.

"Um, Dobby must leave now." Dobby said, I could tell he was uncomfortable.

"No, Dobby, I need you to stay." I looked at him with pleading eyes. He hesitated, but nodded.

"Louts, what's the matter?" Draco asked, concerned.

"Hold out your arm." He pushed his right arm in front of me, thinking I wouldn't notice. I did.

"Your other arm, Draco." He hesitated, but obeyed. I pulled up the sleeve of his white button up.

"What's going on? Lotus?" He questioned, as I pulled my wand out of my boot.

"If you're innocent, you have nothing to fear, do you?" His silver eyes flashed with panic, as I pointed my wand at his forearm.

"Reveal your secrets" I commanded. And, as promised, the horrific sight of the Dark Mark slowly came into my view. I threw his arm back down.

"Lotus, I can explain." I cut him off.

"Dobby, please collect my things from the house, as well as Viridian and Magenta, and take them to the Weasley house. Okay?" I looked at him, my eyes shining, and he nodded, sadly.

"Will Dobby be seeing Miss Lotus again?"

"Most likely. I just won't be with Draco. And I ask that if he asks you to see me to say no." Dobby nodded again and left, leaving me alone with Draco.

"Lotus, I'm so sorry." He said reaching his hand out to touch my arm, but I pulled away.

"Why? Why the hell would you do something like this?" I was crying harder than I had in years.

"My father." He was quiet.

"What about him? What? He was going to make you lure me in so you could torture me, and give me to Riddle? Tell him everything I know about Harry?" I was screaming. But I didn't care. If the whole castle heard, it still wouldn't be enough.

"Keep your voice down! Yes, the Dark Lord wants you, and it was my job to get you to him. But I fell in love with you."

"You're lying! Who else knew? Who else knew about this? Tell me the truth"

There were tears streaming down his cheeks. Fake, no doubt.

"Crabbe, Goyle, Blayze, Mother."

Narcissa knew.

"She knew? All this time. She KNEW?"

"Yes, she was the one to talk me into it."

"She was right." I said. "Dahlia was right, you're just like him. You really are Draco BLOODY MALFOY. I'm such an idiot."

"Lotus," He reached, trying to touch me, but I wrenched my body away.

"Don't. Just stay the hell away from me. Don't try to talk to me. Don't try to see me. Don't come to the Weasley's, you know what? I'll just put a charm on the property to keep you out. So just stay away from me. Got it?" I didn't wait for a response. I opened the door, and slammed it in his face. Then I ran. I ran up seven flights of stairs, without stopping and made what I needed.

….

The room was small on the inside, but the balcony was huge. I made it so I could lie on a pallet on the floor, and just look up at the sky. It was all I could think about. So that's what was made. The sky was a beautiful deep blue. The stars glittered like diamonds. Diamonds.

"Accio, ring." Moments later, the ring Draco had given me, floated to me. I grabbed it out of the air, got on my feet, and threw it into the water below.

"Lotus?" I didn't have to turn around to know who it was.

"You were right." I said. Tears still streaming down my cheeks.

"I'm sorry." He said. To my surprise, his voice was completely honest.

"I'm not." I really wasn't.

"Why? You love him." I sat back down on the pallet, him following.

"Because, he's a liar. And I realized that there's someone else I love." I admitted.

"Really? Do you even know him?" He asked. I smiled.

"I know him. I know that he can see Thistriles, he is the most beautiful singer I've ever heard, though he doesn't like to say it. I know he hates when people lie. And that he doesn't lie, due to a very nasty witch. I know he's way too modest. He hates chocolate, but loves licorice. I know that his favorite color is the color of my eyes. And he has his mother's eyes, though he doesn't like when he's told so, because it happens too often. And I know he'd never hurt me. Even if his life depended on it. And I know I love him. I have since the day I met him." He leaned in closer, so our noses were almost touching.

His breath grazed my lips. I knew this was right.

"I'm sorry he lied to you, but I'm not sorry for what comes next."

Harry whispered into my lips.

I leaned in and kissed passionately. He kissed back almost immediately.

Finally we came up for air,

"I love you." He said looking into my eyes, with his brilliant blue ones.

"I- I have always loved you."