Disclaimer: I do not own the luscious characters of Harry Potter. J. K. Rowling owns them and I am only an unfortunate soul trying to unleash these ideas, which have been quite pesky for the past few days. Oh, and before I forget, I got the song from Enrique Iglesias – Escape – but I do not know who composed or arranged the song so whoever they are I'm merely borrowing the song.
Title: You Can't Escape My Love
Author: fyre (in the original); Rebel Mistress
Rating: R
Warning: contains slash, profanities, light sexually-themed scenes but no lemon
Pairing: Draco & Harry sitting on a tree…K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
A/N: Yep, this is the second and last chapter of the fic. It's Harry's POV this time. I would just like to thank everybody who read this fic, whether you reviewed or not, thank you just the same. And umm, yeah, in the first chapter, they were supposed to be making out, right? Well, I would just like to say sorry because (as someone pointed it out) I wasn't able to highly structuralize the 'making out part' of Harry and Draco. I dunno, I've written lemons before but I guess I wanted to stick to the dialogue part rather than to the physical action. Anyways, sorry just the same and thank you for supporting me. TY.
Part Two: Harry's POV
you can run you can hide but you can't escape my love
And so the famed Harry Potter, the Harry Potter, dashed out of the Leaky Cauldron with green lights emerging from him. He didn't even care what the people, his people, were thinking about him and the way he looked like while he hurried down the roads of Hogsmeade on his way back to Hogwarts.
if you feel like leaving
Grrrhh…to hell with his stupid, supermegaover-sized ego! I didn't bring that stupid topic up…and besides, even if I did start the topic, he should have known better than to brag to me the whole idea of Seamus sucking his cock. Darn. I hate him. I totally hate him! Grrrh…I hate myself…And that bastard, he didn't even apologize from the heart…as if I'd fall for his petty excuses again. I'm not that stupid and neither am I dumb. I can't stand this any longer…guess I made the right choice after all…take it and suffer the consequences aka his EGO and my hurt pride; leave it and …and….and end up being alone. So? Who cares? I know he's going to follow me. Come on, he couldn't just let me leave, could he? WAIT…
i'm not gonna beg you to stay
Look around. "Draco, are you there?" Silence.
Look around again. "Stop following me!" Silence.
Turn around. "Draco, come out now!" Silence.
Walk again. How dare he? He didn't even follow me…that bastard! Grrrhh…
coz soon you'll be finding, you can run you can hide but you can't escape my love
That conceited git! He didn't even follow me and apologize to me formally. Who does he think I am, another one of his toys? Grrhh.
Stop at the Quidditch Items Shop. What? A new model of Firebolt? "Firebolt XX—The newest model from the makers of the acclaimed 'Firebolt Broomstick.' Made from the same materials and high quality of the first 'Firebolt' edition, Firebolt XX offers not only the joy ride for you on your spare time. It also extends to make room for another person. Hence, the Firebolt XX is also called the 'Lovers' Broomstick' since it can accommodate couples who want to have intimate moments together while flying. Hurry and buy one now – for you (and your partner)." Great. Just great. The stupid company just chose to launch this darn broomstick at the perfectly, right time – WHEN WE'VE JUST BROKEN UP! This life sucks…urgh…I hate that word!"
so if you go, you should know
Now all I want to do is have some dinner and probably choke Seamus to death the whole night for his pathetic sucking.
Enter the Great Hall. Silence. What's wrong? I'm not naked, am I? "Ok, guys. You're freaking me out. Talk. Talk NOW!"
"Where's Draco?" How the hell will I know? I've left him to himself an hour ago.
"Have you done 'it'?" What 'it' are you talking about?
"Was he good to you? I mean, was it slow and gentle or rough but just like a toxic – you can't get enough of it?" What the hell are you talking about? TOXIC? Merlin, your analogy sucks…not that word again…
it's hard to just forget the past so fast
"Sod off, everyone! We just broke up." Silence. Again? For Merlin's sake, or rather for my sanity's sake, stop doing this to me. It's freaking me out. "Hello?" Oh no…now I'm really, absolutely freaked out. "I'll go now, bye." Run with the wind. Run like there's no tomorrow. Run. Run. Ruuuuuun.
And so I run with all my might when all of a sudden, Sir Nicholas aka Nearly Headless Nick decides to just come out of nowhere which really petrifies me so I have no other choice but to stop. "You scared me!"
"I've heard about what happened. I can't believe this is all true. I really thought you two would last forever…guess only ghosts, like me, last forever… Harry, what about the past? Is it that easy to forget the past?"
"Past? What past? There is no past between me and Malfoy…never was, never will be." Did that make sense?
"Oohh, forgot about young Mr. Malfoy so fast, huh? I see you're a good actor, Harry, but that doesn't work for me. I can see the truth in your eyes, lad. Don't worry, everything will be fine, you just wait and see." POP.
I'm not acting! I've already forgotten Draco and his funny yet seemingly annoying antics, his hair and his vanity…urgh…NOT AGAIN! Run.
it was good
"Oh, it's you, Harry. Word has gone around and it seems that you and Mr. Malfoy are already apart. Is that right?" Even the Fat Lady knows about our break-up? Incredible.
Nod. Most Absolutely.
"That's awful. I think he really is sweet. I can still remember the day when he nearly tore me apart because I won't let him in to see you. It may be rather brutal but it was nevertheless sweet."
Yuck. Maybe he had used his Malfoy charms on you again… "If you'd kindly excuse me, Ms. Not-SO-PLUMP and Not-SO-VERY-MEDDLESOME Lady of the Portrait, I am already tired and I want to go to bed to rest NOW so if you could just OPEN the door for me, I'd be most certainly GLAD!"
Open. Go in. "Hmmm…broken-hearted students really become moody…"
it was bad but it was real
I hate this day. Oh no. Is that Ron and Hermione? Did I say that I hate this day? Actually, I ABHOR it.
"Harry, mate, what happened? Why are you looking so pissed anyway?" Not again.
It is now time for Hermione's speech. "What did Malfoy do to toy this time? Did he boast his ex-lovers to you again? I swear to Merlin that if he did that, I'll kill him right now…as in NOW!" Whoa, kill him? I think I'd do that myself.
"I'm okay, guys. I'm just tired. We've already broken up if that's what you want to know. He bragged on again about his past—worse, it was Seamus he bragged on this time. No need to kill him yourself, Herm. I'm sure I can handle that. Night." Stop gaping at me. Why the hell is everyone so concerned with Draco and I anyway? Walk to room.
"Ron," Hermione says. "Close your mouth. You don't look good when it's hanging open there." Yeah, disgusting.
"I can't believe it, Herm. They've finally broken up. This calls for a celebration." I'd join you if I weren't too tired right now.
"I don't think so, Ron. Malfoy may be a spoiled brat and all that." That's right. "And his relationship with Harry may be a mistake and a bad thing." Definitely wrong choice I've made there, huh? "But their relationship was real. R-E-A-L. Got it?" What in Merlin's name was that about?
"I don't get you, Herm." And neither do I but I don't even wanna know… "Okay, you two. STOP talking about me BEHIND my back. It is really pissing me off!" Slam.
and that's all that you have
Now I get it. I think I'm beginning to understand what Herm is trying to say. What if we're really meant for each other? What if this is just another silly fight? What if I'd lost him forever because of my stupid pride? What if it was I who was really wrong? What if? What if? What if my relationship with him is the only real thing I've ever had?
in the end our love matters
So he runs towards the entrance door as fast as he can, thinking that maybe, Draco is sill there at the Leaky Cauldron. I am willing to swallow up my pride if that's what I need to have him back again. But before he even reaches the entrance, he sees Draco being interrogated by other students at the Great Hall. And before he knows it, he runs towards Draco's direction, snatches his attention from everyone else…and kisses him like he never did before. And so the whole crowd cheers, and sobers down, watches and watches, until they get tired of watching so they go back to their rooms to sleep…even Filch gives up and leaves…but they are still kissing – KISSING LIKE THERE IS NO TOMORROW—and I love every second of it. :)
you can run you can hide but you can't escape my love