When Angels Die
Ch: 26
Disclaimer: (I am tired of writing this.)) Not mine; I do hope you know
that.
AN: This is a quickie, I know some people have e-mailed me about this and I
would like everyone to know that it is possible to forgive someone you love
and yet not get back together. My boyfriend for one year kissed another
girl and I forgave him but we didn't get back together. Instead, he's been
my best friend for four years. Just thought you would like to know.
Two days had passed from when Draco had left Harry alone in the hospital. After Draco had left, Harry had struggled out of bed and sneaked passed Madam Pomfrey's office. The old witch was notorious for keeping her patients under lock and key.
But now, without Draco or Severus to keep him company, Harry found himself to be rather lonely. He attended press conferences set up by the Ministry, talked to the reporters, and tried to ignore the growing heap of fan mail that poured in day after day. Harry's defeat of Voldemort was big news, even if everyone "knew" Harry would be the one to kill him.
It was during the second day of isolation that it happened. While rooting through the various amount of fan mail, Lord Renel materialized next to his elbow.
"Harry, we need to talk."
"No," a basket full of fruit went flying, "We don't. I have nothing to say to you."
"No? Nothing?" Renel's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, nothing."
"Now, that is were we have a problem. You have been misled. I did not mean to kiss Draco to tear you two apart. I truly did find that spell on him, Harry. I do not mess with another's soul mate like that, it is rude."
Harry straightened up. "Why are you telling me this? I know it was all because of a spell. I know that."
"Do you?" Renel took one step forward. "Do you really understand? I don't think you do. You and Draco are soul mates. Do you understand what that means?"
Harry looks at him blankly.
"I didn't think you did. It means your souls' are tied together. Forever. What he feels, you will get an echo. In some instances, there was telepathy on both sides. If you two do not reconcile your differences, you will both die."
Harry quickly sat down. This was not what he wanted; he did not want to know that he had the power to kill Draco. Did he love Draco? Yes, he did. He always had. The blond man was the only one who could ever make him feel, who could bring him to life.
"He'll die?"
"Yes. You love him, to the very depths of your being." Renel clasped one pale hand in his own. It was so cold, no warmth radiated from it. "You need to tell him you love him, Harry. You need to go to him, no more hiding. Can you do it?"
Dark green eyes met the elf lord's compassionate ones. Could he? Could he go to Draco and tell him he wanted to continue being with him?
"I don't know if I am strong enough."
"Don't be strong enough just follow the strength of your heart."
"I can't."
Lord Renel placed both of his hands on Harry's cheeks. Bringing his face up, he locked eyes with Harry.
"Close your eyes and listen to my voice. Think, deep inside you, there is a path. Follow it through the thick forests and under the warm sunshine. Where does it lead? Follow it."
Harry obediently conjured the afore mentioned path inside his mind. The birds were chirping and a soft breeze flowed through the air. It was so peaceful here, so silent. He never wanted to leave. But a soft voice was edging him on.
With no other choice, he followed the smooth path set before him. Waterfalls with sprays of rainbows shot up here and there through the glimpses of the trees. He looked up and saw a blue sky with no clouds. Here was his peace.
A voice suddenly interrupted his peaceful place.
"Here is your center, your place where no one can hurt you and all your desires can be found. Many of these you will see as you walk down the path. What do you see?"
"Presents. Presents from my child hood that I never got. And my parents. The snitch and the Cup, Gryffindor winning the House Cup, Sirius alive and well. My child growing up loved."
"Good. Keep going deeper into the forest. Here your most desired and unconscious wants will come to life."
Harry looked around. Power and control leapt through him. He saw only what he wanted to see. Over next to a rainbow was his very own house. Children ran on the outside with black unruly hair shinning in the sunlight. Laughter reached his ears. Harry smiled but kept moving.
He saw more things as he went through the sunlight, some he wasn't even aware of. But he could see the end of the path just ahead of him. He was almost there.
When he reached the end of that path, the long one he had traveled for so long, he was shocked at what he had seen.
"Draco? What are you doing here?"
The figure only smiled and raised his arms. "Will you come to me, Harry?"
His body racked with shivers. Oh, how he wanted to fling himself into those solid arms. How he wanted to fall. But could he?
"Here," said Renel, "is the object of your most desired possession. Now, you are about to lose this most precious gift. What will happen when it's gone?"
The ghost of Draco slowly started to dissolve. Harry reached out quickly to try to save him. Two hands joined-but the other was quickly swept away. He stared blankly at the air he had held moments before. Draco was gone.
Instantly, Harry felt sadness and panicked. Draco, he couldn't be gone forever, could he? No, no he was the father of his child, he couldn't loose him.
"If you keep on going the way you are, Harry, you will lose him. Eventually Draco will leave you. It will hurt him, but he will only think of you and how this will be what you want. Is this what you want? To be alone? Is it?"
"No. NOOOO!"
Harry snapped out of his dream state with a snap. He knew what he wanted and he wanted Draco. He wanted his love back and he was going to get it.
"Thank you Renel but I must find Draco. I know what I want now and that is him. Do you know where he would be?"
"You know him better than I, Harry. But I would try his quarters. He has barely left them. Good luck."
Harry flashed one brilliant smile and took off at a run. He had to find Draco; he had to, before he disappeared forever. He wouldn't' know how he would feel if Draco vanished from his life. Harry felt cold fear as that reality hit home. For that was what it was, a possibility for the future.
But first, Harry had to let his love know how he truly feels. Draco had to know and accept Harry's apology. He had acted like an ass but with good reason. He hoped Draco still wanted to marry him.
He had to find Draco.
AN: Here is another chapter, though not as long as the others. Thank you for all the reviews and I hope you enjoy! Until next time then. ~Ta-ta
Two days had passed from when Draco had left Harry alone in the hospital. After Draco had left, Harry had struggled out of bed and sneaked passed Madam Pomfrey's office. The old witch was notorious for keeping her patients under lock and key.
But now, without Draco or Severus to keep him company, Harry found himself to be rather lonely. He attended press conferences set up by the Ministry, talked to the reporters, and tried to ignore the growing heap of fan mail that poured in day after day. Harry's defeat of Voldemort was big news, even if everyone "knew" Harry would be the one to kill him.
It was during the second day of isolation that it happened. While rooting through the various amount of fan mail, Lord Renel materialized next to his elbow.
"Harry, we need to talk."
"No," a basket full of fruit went flying, "We don't. I have nothing to say to you."
"No? Nothing?" Renel's eyes narrowed.
"Yes, nothing."
"Now, that is were we have a problem. You have been misled. I did not mean to kiss Draco to tear you two apart. I truly did find that spell on him, Harry. I do not mess with another's soul mate like that, it is rude."
Harry straightened up. "Why are you telling me this? I know it was all because of a spell. I know that."
"Do you?" Renel took one step forward. "Do you really understand? I don't think you do. You and Draco are soul mates. Do you understand what that means?"
Harry looks at him blankly.
"I didn't think you did. It means your souls' are tied together. Forever. What he feels, you will get an echo. In some instances, there was telepathy on both sides. If you two do not reconcile your differences, you will both die."
Harry quickly sat down. This was not what he wanted; he did not want to know that he had the power to kill Draco. Did he love Draco? Yes, he did. He always had. The blond man was the only one who could ever make him feel, who could bring him to life.
"He'll die?"
"Yes. You love him, to the very depths of your being." Renel clasped one pale hand in his own. It was so cold, no warmth radiated from it. "You need to tell him you love him, Harry. You need to go to him, no more hiding. Can you do it?"
Dark green eyes met the elf lord's compassionate ones. Could he? Could he go to Draco and tell him he wanted to continue being with him?
"I don't know if I am strong enough."
"Don't be strong enough just follow the strength of your heart."
"I can't."
Lord Renel placed both of his hands on Harry's cheeks. Bringing his face up, he locked eyes with Harry.
"Close your eyes and listen to my voice. Think, deep inside you, there is a path. Follow it through the thick forests and under the warm sunshine. Where does it lead? Follow it."
Harry obediently conjured the afore mentioned path inside his mind. The birds were chirping and a soft breeze flowed through the air. It was so peaceful here, so silent. He never wanted to leave. But a soft voice was edging him on.
With no other choice, he followed the smooth path set before him. Waterfalls with sprays of rainbows shot up here and there through the glimpses of the trees. He looked up and saw a blue sky with no clouds. Here was his peace.
A voice suddenly interrupted his peaceful place.
"Here is your center, your place where no one can hurt you and all your desires can be found. Many of these you will see as you walk down the path. What do you see?"
"Presents. Presents from my child hood that I never got. And my parents. The snitch and the Cup, Gryffindor winning the House Cup, Sirius alive and well. My child growing up loved."
"Good. Keep going deeper into the forest. Here your most desired and unconscious wants will come to life."
Harry looked around. Power and control leapt through him. He saw only what he wanted to see. Over next to a rainbow was his very own house. Children ran on the outside with black unruly hair shinning in the sunlight. Laughter reached his ears. Harry smiled but kept moving.
He saw more things as he went through the sunlight, some he wasn't even aware of. But he could see the end of the path just ahead of him. He was almost there.
When he reached the end of that path, the long one he had traveled for so long, he was shocked at what he had seen.
"Draco? What are you doing here?"
The figure only smiled and raised his arms. "Will you come to me, Harry?"
His body racked with shivers. Oh, how he wanted to fling himself into those solid arms. How he wanted to fall. But could he?
"Here," said Renel, "is the object of your most desired possession. Now, you are about to lose this most precious gift. What will happen when it's gone?"
The ghost of Draco slowly started to dissolve. Harry reached out quickly to try to save him. Two hands joined-but the other was quickly swept away. He stared blankly at the air he had held moments before. Draco was gone.
Instantly, Harry felt sadness and panicked. Draco, he couldn't be gone forever, could he? No, no he was the father of his child, he couldn't loose him.
"If you keep on going the way you are, Harry, you will lose him. Eventually Draco will leave you. It will hurt him, but he will only think of you and how this will be what you want. Is this what you want? To be alone? Is it?"
"No. NOOOO!"
Harry snapped out of his dream state with a snap. He knew what he wanted and he wanted Draco. He wanted his love back and he was going to get it.
"Thank you Renel but I must find Draco. I know what I want now and that is him. Do you know where he would be?"
"You know him better than I, Harry. But I would try his quarters. He has barely left them. Good luck."
Harry flashed one brilliant smile and took off at a run. He had to find Draco; he had to, before he disappeared forever. He wouldn't' know how he would feel if Draco vanished from his life. Harry felt cold fear as that reality hit home. For that was what it was, a possibility for the future.
But first, Harry had to let his love know how he truly feels. Draco had to know and accept Harry's apology. He had acted like an ass but with good reason. He hoped Draco still wanted to marry him.
He had to find Draco.
AN: Here is another chapter, though not as long as the others. Thank you for all the reviews and I hope you enjoy! Until next time then. ~Ta-ta