All the times
That I've cried
All this wasted
It's all inside
And I feel
All this pain
Stuffed it down
It's back again
And I lie
Here in bed
All alone
I can't mend
But I feel
Tomorrow will be OK
Harry sat. And he stared. He didn't know how long it was, but the day seemed to pass and Draco slept on and on, through the pounding rain threatening to shatter though the window. He slept when the lightning illuminated the sky, he seemed to snore his was through the thunder. A small smirk played on Harry's lips, if there was one thing Draco Malfoy wasn't, it was a graceful sleeper.
But all the things that he was, well, that was an endless list to Harry.
He was one of his allies, and also an enemy. He was the greatest, and also the worst. He was once a lover, now he was…
Harry ripped his eyes off of him. Instead, he whipped out his wand. In a flash, the smouldering embers were once again roaring flames. His green eyes lingered on the flames yet again, they were hypnotizing. Just like Draco.
Harry's eyes once again wandered over to the sleeping blonde. He slept like a log. Just like those years back in Hogwarts, when the blonde bastard had been made Head Boy, and so very smug about it all. Harry smiled a little.
Draco loved being Head Boy. He loved having his own private chambers. He loved taking points away from Harry for the smallest of things, just to annoy him. But if there was one thing he loved even more, it was Harry himself, although maybe he didn't admit it a lot.
Harry remembered the time when they had first actually kissed. It had been during a rather eventful snowball fight. Harry and Draco targeting each other relentlessly, charmed snowballs pelting from all angles. It was then Draco discovered that he should have been a Chaser instead of a Seeker. He managed to hit Harry square on the head, no magic involved.
Draco had burst out laughing at the stunned look on Harry's face. His usually black hair contrasted greatly with the white crown of snow resting on his head. While he had laughing Harry walked toward him, shaking the snow off of his hair.
"You can be a real dick sometimes Malfoy…" Harry grinned, getting last bits of snow out of his hair.
"You love me really." Draco replied. Still smirking at the bits of snow tangled in Harry's hair.
"Oh shut up," Harry said and shoved Draco into the snow. Draco dragged Harry down with him, and the tumbled down a slope, getting completely covering in the white powder. Once they managed to stop rolling together they both burst out laughing. That had been rather fun. They were both just lying on the snow laughing. Draco saw the exact state Harry was him, his usual black robes now had an overdosed sprinkle of snow. Harry's cheeks and nose were red from the cold and his hair was once again, covered in white. His heart skipped and when Harry had stopped laughing he could help but stare at him.
His face inched forward slowly.
Harry was shaken out of his reverie as Draco let out a yawn and his eyes slowly opened. Harry felt a blush rise in his cheeks and cursed under his breath. Draco let out a sigh and got up, stretching as he did so.
"Take a shower, I'll get some food ready." Harry said, rising from his seat. Draco turned to face him and slowly nodded, picking up the fresh clothes laid out for him and going to the bathroom.
***
Draco stepped out of the bathroom a few moments later, only to find Harry sitting in his familiar chair and to see a small chicken pie and salad sitting on the table. Draco sat down silently and ate, feeling the unmoving green eyes on him. The sound of the fire crackled, as the rain fell down constantly upon the roof. When he had finished, he looked up at Harry who was drinking some coffee. He picked up his own cup and drank from it. A pregnant pause loomed before Harry suddenly spoke.
"Why'd you do it?" Harry asked and turned to face him, or more specifically his arm. It was as his Harry's eyes were pulling his sleeve up to reveal the dreaded Dark Mark.
"I had no other choice." Draco replied simply.
"Bullshit." Harry replied suddenly. His green eyes darkening.
"I'll give you bullshit. Falling in love with someone who you were told to hate since you were born, to be put under Imperious and nearly killing him." Silence loomed once again as Draco continued on.
"Being tortured and having to choose between deaths of loved ones or becoming a Deatheater. Living under the rule of some demented maniac while deliberately foiling missions in order to save you." Draco's voice started to rise.
"Nearly getting killed for doing so and then blurting it out to Dumbledore where the main headquarters are! Yes…it was complete bullshit Harry!" Draco retorted. He was definitely surprised by his outburst. Draco's hand was shaking as he put the cup down. He sighed and held his head in his hands.
"It's been a hard 3 years without you." He said silently. "But it never meant I stopped caring."
There was an awkward silence. The ever pounding rain cascaded down on the roof, numbing the sound of the crackling fire.
"I'm really sorry Draco." Harry said. Looking at him, his eyes showing concern.
"I'm sorry too. I'm sorry this whole Deatheater thing happened." Draco said, he sounded and looked exhausted emotionally. Held his cup again, and stared at the brownish liquid inside.
"So, long hair. Looks good on you." Harry complimented. He smiled a little as he saw a blush creep onto the blonde's face.
"Really? Don't think it's too…Lucius?" He asked. Harry laughed and shook his head.
"No." Harry replied as he rose from his seat. He took his cup and the empty plate back to the kitchen. As he came back into the room, he saw Draco using the mantelpiece as a support to stand up. He was looking at all the different photographs that decorated the simple room.
Hermione could be seen laughing at a nervous Ron as he held their newborn daughter. There was one of Neville and Harry, holding up their butterbeers. There was one of Sirius, Remus and his parents. Sirius looked panicked as he held a baby Harry, looking ready to cry, with Remus laughing at the flustered parents. Draco smiled at that one.
"Are you her godfather?" Draco suddenly asked, as he pointed at the picture of Ron, Hermione and the little girl. He turned to look at him. Harry nodded.
"Her name's Ruth. She's 4 year's old now, smart like Hermione, and a personality like Ron." Harry replied, a small smile on his face.
"She's beautiful." Draco replied looking at the baby girl who yawned in the photo. Ron looked like he was going to jump if she yawned again, continued to look pleadingly at Hermione who only laughed at him.
Draco turned as Harry walked up to him.
"You should probably get some more rest." Harry said as he raised his hands to help support him. Draco however stopped him, instead, he raised his pale hands and held Harry's face. Harry's eyes widened, as he felt Draco's caress. How they had longed for the other's touched?
"I've missed you." Draco whispered.
The feeling of those familiar fingers running along his face brought back a thousand memories, gooseflesh appeared on his arms. He didn't seem to notice himself leaning into the touch and closing his eyes. He kissed the fingertip that ran across his lips. Only Draco could make him feel like this. He opened his eyes to see Draco smiling that smile that made his heart melt.
Drawn to each other like before, their lips met again. Both responding to urges which had been kept away for too long. Draco's hands entangled themselves in the thick black hair, which he hadn't felt for so many years. It felt so great to be together, they were like two piece of a jigsaw fixed together flawlessly.
They parted for need of breath, but their foreheads leant against the other. They breathed and smiled at the other.
***
But I'm on the outside
And I'm looking in
I can see through you
See your true colours
'Cause inside you're ugly
You're ugly like me
I can see through you
See to the real you
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A/N: I decided to make it 3 chapters instead! ^^ So that means, this was the last chapter! YAY! I think this story sucked for an H/D but care, I'm an amateur and this was my first even H/D…and I'll need your reviews to help me improve (hint)! But anyway, hope you enjoyed it, and who know, I might just be back to slap you in the face with another H/D! If you're lucky!
Mithua ^-^
18/11/03