Through His Eyes

Part 4

By: Dark_T-K

Draco sat in the bedroom and watched Harry quietly. He didn't have the heart to wake Harry, especially after the small talk they had before Harry had fallen asleep. Draco always guessed that Harry never liked his nick, he'd shown that in school by yelling out he'd be willing to trade with anyone for their life. It was heart wrenching.

"Every cloud has a silver lining, and yet no one seemed to notice yours did they?" Draco whispered softly to himself more than to the person sleeping. "I never thought I'd say this, but maybe you were right."

"I knew that already, what took you so long to figure it out." A soft whisper came. Draco smiled.

"I thought I'd let you sleep a little longer." He heard sheets ruffle and the padding of feet. He looked up to see Harry's soft emerald eyes apon him.

"I would have appreciated it, if I was truly sleeping." Harry said offering a hand up. Draco noticed the small bags under Harry's eyes.

"You can't sleep? I saw you lie there out like a candle." Draco said. Harry looked over to the bed and sighed.

"I want to, but I can't. I can't sleep through memories, like you can't help but be sad over my past." Harry said. Draco put a hand to Harry's shoulder.

"I will always be sad over your past. I had a good life before yours was ruined, then after everything went down the drain, then you fell with me. I can see now that maybe fate doesn't like us much." Draco said. Harry chuckled.

"Fate, future, destiny…I was never liked by any of them to begin with. My entire life was a mishap of some sort." Harry said walking over to a picture on the wall. "In some way, my life is just like a curse. It was cast for only one reason. To hurt those around it." Harry said turning back to Draco.

"You life is nothing like a curse Harry." Draco whispered. Harry shrugged and felt the fire place mantle.

"You know of no curse I can relate to, because you were lucky. If I had parents, and not been orphaned, I would never be like this. I wouldn't be The Boy Who Lived, I wouldn't worry about fighting Voldemort because I wouldn't matter. It's not like that though is it?" Harry said.

"You can't choose your life Harry, but you can choose how to live it." Draco said. "I know you never got to. It's never been fair has it?

"Perhaps not. In the end it won't matter now will it? I've seen my future as well as others. In the final battle I won't survive, and all I have done will be remembered." Harry said sliding his fingers over a carved snake.

"You won't die in this fight Harry, you're much stronger than that." Draco said as he walked over to the fireplace.

"You seem confident of me, even though you don't know." Harry said, a tear glistening in his eye. Draco looked worried. "I have seen my future, because it haunts me everyday. I thought at first I was imagining it, but it's true. I am connected to Voldemort in more than one way. When I deliver the final blow, I will sacrifice myself to save those I cared about." Harry said, the tear escaping his eyes.

"I see. I don't know how you can be so calm if you know you will be dying at your own hand Harry." Draco said. Harry turned towards Draco.

"When you know of a future to come, years before it happens, you just let it come. I have no reason to be afraid or proud of dying. I will do it because it's what is to be, what is to come. I won't prevent that in which should happen." Harry said walking over to the door.

"What will you do if that future prediction is wrong? How can you possibly think that life won't go on with you in it?" Draco asked as he followed Harry to the door.

"I know, because if it does, I won't be there mentally." Harry said leaving the room. Draco looked puzzled.

"Are you saying that?" Harry nodded.

"This fight will be brutal Draco. The one we had before was nothing compared to the one coming. If I do survive Voldemort's death, then I will suffer mentally. My mind will crack then shatter as he dies. It will only be for the best if I was to die at the same time and not suffer."

"You have suffered enough as it is. A noble death of no pain, no suffering. That must be the best thing you can look forward to eh Potter?" Draco said walking next to Harry. Harry turned his head.

"That it would be. The greatest gift I can give is my life, and what better way to die then in battle." Harry said. Draco nodded.

"Some say the world will end in fire…Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold those who favor fire…" Harry said. Draco looked at Harry. "But if I had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate…I'd say that for destruction ice, is also great and would suffice…" Harry said looking up at the ceiling of the Great Hall.

"Harry?" Draco asked. Harry turned his eyes towards Draco. "What…I don't understand." Draco said. Harry smiled.

"It's a muggle poem by Robert Frost called "Fire and Ice". It's about dying. I've memorized it since it's a soothing poem. It makes dying so much more to bare." Harry said. Draco caught Harry's arm and held him from walking away.

"I don't get it though. You read a poem of death for what reason? Why must you remind yourself of such a horrible ending?" Draco said. Harry pulled a picture from his pocket and handed it to Draco. Draco opened it.

"For this. I'll never know what it's like to be with parents. I'll probably never get to start my own. It's better to accept what you have and try to live out life to it's fullest. Even if you have so little time." Harry said sadly.

"Potter…I…" Draco couldn't form the words. "You can't give up like this. I won't let you." Draco said. Harry shrugged off Draco's holding hand.

"You needn't be concerned. I'm not. You will learn soon enough; that to try to change the future is tough business. I already know for I did. You can say all you want, but all I want is to live out the rest of my in peace. If it means saying goodbye then fine." Harry said moving over to the goblin statue.

"What will everyone think if you die? If you say goodbye so soon?" Draco said. "Chocoball." Draco said the password. Harry went up the stairs then stopped before the he opened the door.

"What would have happened if I never left Azkaban? If I died there? Would anyone care? I would have thought so long ago but now I know the truth. Those I choose to keep close will miss me, but those who's harsh tongues whipped my backside will never have to worry again. I'll be buried six feet under and finally gone." Harry said opening the door.

"Harry, it's good to see you up and running. It's even better that you came here." Dumbledore said as he reached out a friendly hand. Harry took it an nodded.

"Thank you sir. It's good to see you again." Harry said accepting the hand and shaking it. Dumbledore smiled happily and showed them seats.

"I know you know what is going to happen Harry. You informed me of this for quite some time. I would like to know what you think your fate is to be?" Dumbledore asked. Harry nodded.

"Sir I-" Draco cut in. Harry shook his head.

"It's alright Draco. Dumbledore knows better than anyone not to mess with the future. My fate sir is to die, hopefully painlessly." Harry said. Dumbledore nodded. "If I am to survive, it would be like I was kissed by a Dementor. My mind would be like a shattered mirror, with no to pick up the pieces. I am hoping for a death, I do not want to suffer." Harry said. Dumbledore nodded.

"Well you have been right for some time now Harry. I might not agree on what you wish to do, but if that is the future than there is no point changing it." Dumbledore said.

"No I won't let it happen!" Draco said standing up abruptly. Dumbledore's eyes sparkled as he saw Draco's doubt. "I refuse to sit back and let all this happen! You can change the future before it happens! Maybe not going back, but doing it now! I refuse to give up hope and allow Harry to just die off casually." Draco said.

"It is not your decision to make." Harry said softly. Draco sent a death glare in Harry's direction.

"Maybe not Harry, but I'd rather see you grow old and gray then die in a battle when your in you mid twenties." Draco said. Dumbledore watched carefully. "You say that you aren't willing to change the future, but you can't have that future if you don't live in the present! Stop trying to accept your fate and live your life here and now!"

"And what would that gain me?!" Harry shouted. "All my life I've tried to live my life to the fullest and look where it got me! Six years locked in a Dementor cage and betrayals of every kind! I lived my life happily until I tried to fix the present. All I got was destruction. Now all I have left is to prepare for mine demise and all you want me to do if suffer? You're no better than Hermione and Ron!" Harry snapped. Harry then covered his mouth after what he said. Draco stood there sadly. "Draco…I'm sorry-"

"Don't be." Draco mumbled. "I can see I've pushed you and I'll stop. I'm not helping so I'll just go." Draco said as he headed for the door. Harry got up.

"Draco please…" But Draco left anyway. Tears leaked from Harry's eyes. "Why can't I just make friends?!" Harry screamed as he collapsed to the floor. Dumbledore stood.

"Harry," Dumbledore called out. Harry looked up. "You must realize Draco has strong feelings for you. He cares deeply and wants only the best for you. At the time, you are in no state to be told to live up to expectations. But you must realize Harry, the future always has consequences. If you die, Draco will mourn your death. Draco will be heart broken. Draco will be depressed. Just like you were in Azkaban."

"He doesn't understand…I can't…I won't." Harry said. Dumbledore walked over and put a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Listen to me Harry. Every action has a reaction. Every choose has it's counter parts. As you can see, any way you look there will always be a problem. You can't solve everything, but you can try to solve something." Dumbledore said.

"He doesn't know I can't…" Harry began. Dumbledore squeezed Harry's shoulder.

"As your father would say Harry, trust in your instincts, and believe in your heart. Do this, and nothing will go wrong." Dumbledore said. Harry nodded. "Though the future indicates death, it's is our actions now that will determine it. Maybe it's time Harry to put your past behind you and start anew. If you do not, you may do more damage than good."

"How can I do this? You know as well as I my destiny-"

"Destiny is set when you want it to be. Harry, you will do great things. When and where is all that matters. Your needed here and now, and if you choose to accept this, than death is very far away." Dumbledore said as he stood and walked back to his desk.

"My fate lies at my feet, I can grasp it or let it go. It's our choices that make our actions. So what should I do?" Harry asked.


"Follow your heart."

Draco slumped around in his room. He was so mad at himself he couldn't speak. How could he do this to Harry? He shouldn't have even said a word. Harry knew how to handle his life better than any one else.

"I should have kept my mouth shut. Harry is right. All I'm doing is telling him how to live his life. Ruining what he has just like his friends did. He'll never want to speak to me again after that…"

"I think I should have a say in that." A voice came from the door. Draco jumped up to see Harry standing in the doorway. "Hi Draco."

"Harry…I…uh…wasn't expecting you." Draco stumbled on his words. "Come in please." Draco said. Harry took a seat next to Draco. "Before you say anything I'm sorry-" Harry put a finger to Draco's lips.

"What you have to say next is not necessary. It is I who own you an apology Draco. It was my fault this time." Harry said taking his hand away. Draco tried to mouth words but nothing came out. "It's ok. You were right. I'm letting a horribly past blind me from a future I can make. I can predict all I want, but what good will it do if I don't take part in my own future. It's true I can't let go of the past, maybe I never will. But I can't let it choose my future." Harry said.

"I don't understand. A minute ago you were arguing different." Draco said. Harry nodded then stood up and walked to the window. He peered out.

"Everyone used to say that the future of our world rests on my shoulders. I have yet to see that happen where the fate of the wizarding world lies on me. But when you think about it, it does. I never thought that because, I was blinded by the pain. Dumbledore made me realize that what I was doing was a choice, a choice made out of fear. I predicted death because I never acted in the future. That was my fate to-be." Harry said looking back at Draco.

"You don't have to listen to me. I'm not always right, heck I'm never right." Draco said as he stood.

"No one is perfect. It is what makes a human, human. I learned that past mistakes will always come back to haunt you. It's what you do in the present is what decides the future. The past can't change anything. I was foolish to fear it." Harry said opening the curtains. "Look out there Draco. I could have been out there numerous times. I haven't left this castle once during this week. I was too afraid of the memories that would surface to want to go back out there." Harry said putting a hand to the glass.

"The past hurts, but it becomes even worse when you let it rule your life. I always thought you not to hold a grudge, but never be haunted by the past. Not like I was. I've been stuck in the past for years and never found the will to let go." Draco said walking up to the glass.

"In a way Draco we are a like. Kindred Spirits who need rest but can never find a time to." Harry said smiling slightly.

"Yes. Kindred Spirits who are weak and weary of day battles. I dunno Potter, you and I are very different in ways."

"But at the same time, we are the same. Similarities run skin deep, Draco. Never forget that your rival may have more in common than your best friend. Even more so, they could be so close it scares you." Harry whispered the rest out. Draco shivered.

"Well you may be similar in spirit, and close in relationship, but back up there Potter. No need to get that close!" Draco snapped. Harry chuckled and stepped away from Draco.

"Alright Draco. Do you accept my apology then?" Harry asked sincerely. Draco sighed and opened his arms out wide.

"Of course I do you oaf. How else would a great relationship last if you didn't fogive the other." Draco said as Harry hugged him.

"It's good to be back…" Harry whispered happily.

"It certainly is. It certainly is." Draco whispered.

"I'll get you back Potter. Not even Dumbledore will be able to stop me." Voldemort said as he stood on a far away hill looking directly at Hogwarts.

T.B.C.

Well what do you think? I know it's short but if I don't get some reviews and some helpful hints, this story won't be going far at all. Give me ideas people! I'm racking and over worked brain! I can't keep up. Send me your ideas, even if they r stupid ones! I don't care, u love this story tell me where it should go!