Title - Coming Home

Author name - Evan Malfoy

Pairing(s) - Harry/Draco

Disclaimer - The characters/sits. Are copyrighted to JK Rowling and no money is being made.

Rating - R?

Summary - You remember your lover, and wait.

Category(s) - angst/romance

Warnings - Character Death

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Coming Home

by Evan Malfoy

You watch your lover gracefully walk towards you. His beautiful white-gold hair gleaming, reflecting the sun, it looks soft as it stirs in the breeze. His big soft grey eyes shine brightly, a smirk playing across his pink lips. He reaches and you reach towards him, he laces your fingers together as he kisses you tenderly on the quidditch pitch.

"Draco Malfoy, you have been found guilty as charged. Your charges are: Following Voldemort, and being one of his inner Death Eaters. You have murdered 23 muggles..."

You stare at your lover's long slender hands mix ingredients in his potion. His pale complexion shines in the dark of the potion's room. He blinks, his thick black eyelashes resting against his cheeks. He raises his head and looks at you, giving you a small tired smile, his eyes softening.

"Using the Dark Arts and the Forbidden Curses on 39 muggle-born wizards. Killing three of your former professors, Trelawny, Sinistra, and Flitwick..."

You see your lover leaning against a maple tree by the lake, the cloud the color of his dark grey eyes. He looks like some forsaken angel. The wind picks up his hair, which flies across his face, as the dying leaves fall and swirl around him till landing by his feet. You call to him. He is stirred out of his thinking and he looks up and smirks at you, walking to your side, you grab his hand and walk with him back inside the castle.

And you see him crying as you tell him it's okay. He kisses you and it's bittersweet, his lips trembling against your own, and his tears falling against your face. He pulls back and you smile gently. His face crumples. You cup his cheek soothingly, and whisper your love and your farewell. He wipes his tears and leaves you in the damp, freezing dungeon. You're finally led out, and into a room full of Death Eaters. You face them all. Your lover raises his wand. He says two words full of

love, as his cold grey eyes are blocked by a flash of green light.

"You have also killed 4 students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and wizardry, Cho Chang, Terry Boot, Neville Longbottom, and Harry Potter."

You look at your lover, his hair brown with dirt, unwashed and unkept. His grey eyes dull, dead. He stumbles forward, his hands roughly bound. The sky is grey, the clouds stormy, while the wind blows furiously at the crowd that gathers. A man with the ritual knife used in execution steps in front of him. You smile as the knife sinks into your lover's throat, his blood spilling out and dripping lazily down his neck. His body goes limp, like he after you make love.

"The sentence has been carried out."

You smile as your lover runs toward you and you gather him into your arms. You whisper,

"You came, Dray."

He looks up and smiles, "Of course, Harry."

He takes your hand and you squeeze his hand, as you walk, finally together again. You stop and look at eachother your love reflected in your lover's eyes, you continue walking and fade into the grey sky.

-Fin-