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Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine blah blah blah They belong to JKR blah blah bl- you get the idea.
Warning: Sap, gay romance, the usual. Fuck off if you don't like it because I don't need to hear what a wretched human being I am.
A/N: *trumpets sound* It's done! It's over! This is the last of an absolutely smashing journey, so please do enjoy.
It's All About Perspective
Sometimes I wonder how I ever survived without him. We've been together almost seven years now and it may as well be forever. Stunning, that we have has never become common place. Usually after that long, attention tends to drift in your average, run-of-the-mill relationship. We certainly don't have your average, run-of-the-mill relationship, and that's putting it mildly. We've got more passion and love for each other than most of those who have just recently fallen in love. They say that familiarity breeds contempt, but that is definitely not true for us. Familiarity has only added to the sheer pleasure of being with one another. Our friends tell us that we're lucky, that they envy us for what we've found in each other. Sometimes I wonder how something as wonderful as this never happens for most people. When I look at Harry and Justin, I would like to think they've got what we've got, but they don't. I think that this is largely due to their lack of communication. For two of the sweetest and most sensitive people in the world, they sure are blind to each other's emotions. I think that this is because neither of them are really ready to accept the fact that they can't live without each other. They're still both caught up in their own worlds where everyone wants them and for them to just get over it and settle down, so to speak, would be unthinkable. They're almost cute, though, in comparison to Draco and me. We're nowhere near cute, but, from what I've been told, we're dead fucking sexy. And I wish I could deny it, but I just can't. From the way that we look together to the way that we talk together to the way that we are together, we are simply, purely, and divinely fucking gorgeous. Please, don't misconstrue what I say here; I'm not meaning to come off as some kind of self-centered egomaniac. All I mean to say is that he makes me feel beautiful, and when we're together we're all that times about a hundred and ten. It sounds so cheesy and typical for me to say that I've found my soul-mate, but that's exactly what he is. He epitomizes every wonderful quality I have ever looked for in another human being, even with all his irritating little habits. I know that I've got them, too, so I've really no room to be talking. But at least I've got no illusions about it. I am what I am and I won't make any moves to deny it. It's just so hard for me to feel anything but bliss and heaven when I know that he's always going to be there no matter what. Sometimes I wonder if I should feel guilty about my feelings for him, especially since he is of the male persuasion as well. It seems that no matter where we are or who we meet, there is always something or someone that makes it sound like what we do is reprehensible. When I was younger and first starting to recognize sexuality and all of that which it entails, it seemed to be thrown at me all the time, how bloody wrong it is. For a while I wanted to hide it from the world and especially from myself. I had a few silly interludes with girls and always found myself totally disinterested with them. Then I just gave it up and admitted that what I am is what I am. I no longer feel ashamed of the way my heart and body work, I am proud of it. Not that I dig gay pride. All I mean is that I am cool with my sexuality and I am happy knowing that there's a person I can go home to who is going to love me as fiercely as I love him. And it doesn't take any 'gay pride' shite or hedonistic tripe for me to be able to say that and be totally comfortable with it. As the Muggle, John Lennon, once sang, 'All you need is love/ Love is all you need'. Yeah, so it's that flower-child crap we have all come to resent for it's blatant hypocrisy, but there is a very simple and very universal message in that statement. Draco has taught me that it doesn't matter what gender you happen to be most attracted to, how much money you have, or how pretty you are. He's taught me that if the whole stinking world were to crash down around us, we will always have each other. And that's worth more than being wanted by anyone else any day.
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So? Sap beyond all hope? Fluff beyond belief? Please do let me know, and if you would like to see more in this particular series I might be willing to see what I could do, though if you didn't get enough of Draco and/or Seamus (but really, who can EVER get enough of either one of them?) you might do to read some of the other things I've written. So.. uh... Cheers!
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