A/N: I totally Give up with trying to keep this all song fictiony. Instead I am going to be ending this story... but never fear Drucial Lovers!! There will be more from her in an upcoming story that I am working on with a mystery friend... oooo! I'll let you know whan it's done. For now, enjoy, say goodbye, and look forward to many more good things from me, including an upcoming LOTR fic and a very weird Amerian Pie mpreg...
Chapter Nineteen - The End Of All Things
Knock, knock, knock. One word, three times, and yet nothing had ever been so scary to Harry. He had a key in his pocket, but didn't use it. Obviously Draco was still annoyed with him so walking in didn't seem like the best of ideas.
The door was opened and Drucial smiled at him. "You came! You came!" She said excitedly, grabbing his hand and dragging him inside. "Daddy's in there, he's been waiting for you to come over... he's been crying a lot though, so don't upset him too much." Drucial squeeked in a hurry and ran off upstairs.
Harry wandered nervously into the living room and settled down in an arm chair. Draco stared at him from across the room, but his face remained expressionless. "When did she start talking?" He said nervously, motioning his hand in the direction of Drucial's room above him.
"After you die... disappeared." Draco said slowly, shifting uncomfortably on the sofa. "We thought you were dead Harry. Four months, not a word and then you turn up on the door step. What are we supposed to think?"
Harry stared at the carpet, suddenly very interested. How long had it been red? "I'm a bad father..." Harry said slowly and stood again. "I have to go. Tell Dru that i'm sorry... I'll send her birthday cards and stuff..."
He started to walk away but Draco stood up and grabbed his arm. "Don't you dare walk out on her again. You're not a bad father, you just need to get your priorities right. She is your main priority and you should remember it!"
"But how can I stay here with you hating me? For another thing, just look at Dru. I leave for four months and she is a confident young woman. She talks in full sentances now, and that all happened when I was gone. I treat her like a baby, I always will, and because of that she acts like one. She will never grow up as long as I'm here... I am destroying her!"
"You are not destroying her, you are destroying yourself, and she is suffering because of it. And for your information, I do not hate you. I just hate that you weren't here. You scared me."
"Well then I suppose the question stands as this: Could you ever forgive me for what I have done to this family?"
A/N2: Well, I'll leave it to your imagination. Hope you enjoyed it... I sure as hell had fun writing it! Luv to you all always, Willow Delace Halliwell xxx