Forever by Alliance Webb
Chapter Twenty
Advice
Though potions was his best class, it couldn't pass quickly enough this day. He sat on the edge of his chair through the entire hour long lecture. Dismissing class and reminding them that they would need their cauldrons for lab the next day, Professor Snape asked Oliver and Kyle to stay.
He quietly talked to Kyle in one corner of the dungeon room. Oliver secretly smiled as he watched Kyle's face fluctuate many different shades of red. When they had finished talking he dismissed her with a soft kiss on the cheek. He smiled watching her leave. Noticing his mistake by doing this in front of another student he bit his lip. "I guess we all have secrets. She's going to be my end," he shook his head. "Now, Mr. Wood, do you remember anything I said today?" he questioned.
Oliver opened his mouth to portray his distaste at the preposterous question then realized the truth in it.
Professor Snape nodded his head. "What has your panties twisted?" he said annoyed.
Oliver's head fell. "I love him, Professor, I love him so much. It makes me sick because I can't be with him, as long as his father breathes we can't be together," he exhaled.
Professor Snape nodded understandingly. "Love comes in unexpected places, the more unexpected they are, the more impossible," he said. "Perhaps things will work out in the end, perhaps life will become a hell if things don't work out. But isn't it worth it? Isn't it worth the try if there's that chance - however slim - that it just might turn out okay in the end? Wouldn't you sacrifice the world for one more hour? Wouldn't you give up everything comfortable and familiar for a lifetime with that one person who makes everything worthwhile? Wouldn't you give your life for their's?" Professor Snape questioned.
Oliver nodded, it was true. When he was with Draco his own life seemed unimportant, it seemed useless next to his lover's flesh.
"Then why ponder? Why not be thankful for the time you do have?" Professor Snape finished.
"Thanks Professor," he smiled. "Right now I have to go see him, be with him," he began to leave.
"One other thing," Professor Snape grabbed his arm. "Do you not want to do what is best for him?" he questioned.
Oliver looked at him confused.
"He used the god-damned Crucias curse, Oliver. Draco was tortured for his love for you, why would put him through that again?" Professor Snape explained. "If you go to him now, I want you to break it off, I want you to tell him it's over," he finished.
Oliver looked at him in shock. This wasn't what he had expected.
"I know you love him, and it is you that made him better, but he's strong enough now, he can handle it. He needed you, but not anymore, if you know what's best, you will heed my advice. Draco has been moved to a private room right off the hospital wing. At the portrait of the Green Knight use the password "Rowling" to get in. He'll be in there," he finished.
Oliver nodded and took a deep breath before walking out. Thoughts of Draco under the curse haunted all his steps. Why had he been so stupid. He should have ended it once he heard the words 'hell in pain' come off of Draco's lips. He would sacrifice his happiness for Draco's safety.
He found the Green Knight with no hassle and softly whispered the words. He stepped in and found Draco sitting on a chair by the fire place. Draco looked up and smiled.
"Hey there, love, come on in, I was afraid you wouldn't be able to find me," he smiled.
Oliver quietly walked in, his palms were sweating, his face was pale.
Draco noticed this look on his lover's face and looked at him. "What's the matter, you look like you've seen a ghost," he said. (a/n: I had to do it, I had to say it, I love the irony)
"N-no, nothing - what? Does it look like something's wrong?" he asked slightly panicking.
"Whoa, hey, sit down," he laughed unsure of his boyfriend's jumpiness.
"No, I really have to get going," Oliver said. "I-I just had to tell you something," he stuttered.
"Oh, well, okay," Draco replied, very dissapointed.
"Um, th-this - we - e're - um," he tried.
"Hey, you can tell me anything," Draco smiled.
Oliver reminded himself to breathe, he didn't want to do this, he didn't want to lose him. "We're - no, I - I have to leave, we can't - b-b-be toge-together anymore," he barely spit out.
Draco's smiled turned to shock. "W-what?" he swallowed.
"It's over," Oliver turned to leave.
Draco jumped up, he wasn't going to vie up so easy. He grabbed Oliver arm. "Look at me - look at me!" he shouted shaking Oliver. "You don't mean it," he fought tears. What was he doing this? Not now, not now, they were in love, he couldn't let go.
Oliver simply looked at him, fighting his own emotions, remaining speechless.
"Make love to me, then tell me you don't love me," he started into Oliver's eyes, a fire burned.
Oliver stared at Draco - looked into his eyes, his body burned for him. He grabbed Draco roughly by the hips and forced their lips together. 'Forever,' he heard the word in his head.
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Though potions was his best class, it couldn't pass quickly enough this day. He sat on the edge of his chair through the entire hour long lecture. Dismissing class and reminding them that they would need their cauldrons for lab the next day, Professor Snape asked Oliver and Kyle to stay.
He quietly talked to Kyle in one corner of the dungeon room. Oliver secretly smiled as he watched Kyle's face fluctuate many different shades of red. When they had finished talking he dismissed her with a soft kiss on the cheek. He smiled watching her leave. Noticing his mistake by doing this in front of another student he bit his lip. "I guess we all have secrets. She's going to be my end," he shook his head. "Now, Mr. Wood, do you remember anything I said today?" he questioned.
Oliver opened his mouth to portray his distaste at the preposterous question then realized the truth in it.
Professor Snape nodded his head. "What has your panties twisted?" he said annoyed.
Oliver's head fell. "I love him, Professor, I love him so much. It makes me sick because I can't be with him, as long as his father breathes we can't be together," he exhaled.
Professor Snape nodded understandingly. "Love comes in unexpected places, the more unexpected they are, the more impossible," he said. "Perhaps things will work out in the end, perhaps life will become a hell if things don't work out. But isn't it worth it? Isn't it worth the try if there's that chance - however slim - that it just might turn out okay in the end? Wouldn't you sacrifice the world for one more hour? Wouldn't you give up everything comfortable and familiar for a lifetime with that one person who makes everything worthwhile? Wouldn't you give your life for their's?" Professor Snape questioned.
Oliver nodded, it was true. When he was with Draco his own life seemed unimportant, it seemed useless next to his lover's flesh.
"Then why ponder? Why not be thankful for the time you do have?" Professor Snape finished.
"Thanks Professor," he smiled. "Right now I have to go see him, be with him," he began to leave.
"One other thing," Professor Snape grabbed his arm. "Do you not want to do what is best for him?" he questioned.
Oliver looked at him confused.
"He used the god-damned Crucias curse, Oliver. Draco was tortured for his love for you, why would put him through that again?" Professor Snape explained. "If you go to him now, I want you to break it off, I want you to tell him it's over," he finished.
Oliver looked at him in shock. This wasn't what he had expected.
"I know you love him, and it is you that made him better, but he's strong enough now, he can handle it. He needed you, but not anymore, if you know what's best, you will heed my advice. Draco has been moved to a private room right off the hospital wing. At the portrait of the Green Knight use the password "Rowling" to get in. He'll be in there," he finished.
Oliver nodded and took a deep breath before walking out. Thoughts of Draco under the curse haunted all his steps. Why had he been so stupid. He should have ended it once he heard the words 'hell in pain' come off of Draco's lips. He would sacrifice his happiness for Draco's safety.
He found the Green Knight with no hassle and softly whispered the words. He stepped in and found Draco sitting on a chair by the fire place. Draco looked up and smiled.
"Hey there, love, come on in, I was afraid you wouldn't be able to find me," he smiled.
Oliver quietly walked in, his palms were sweating, his face was pale.
Draco noticed this look on his lover's face and looked at him. "What's the matter, you look like you've seen a ghost," he said. (a/n: I had to do it, I had to say it, I love the irony)
"N-no, nothing - what? Does it look like something's wrong?" he asked slightly panicking.
"Whoa, hey, sit down," he laughed unsure of his boyfriend's jumpiness.
"No, I really have to get going," Oliver said. "I-I just had to tell you something," he stuttered.
"Oh, well, okay," Draco replied, very dissapointed.
"Um, th-this - we - e're - um," he tried.
"Hey, you can tell me anything," Draco smiled.
Oliver reminded himself to breathe, he didn't want to do this, he didn't want to lose him. "We're - no, I - I have to leave, we can't - b-b-be toge-together anymore," he barely spit out.
Draco's smiled turned to shock. "W-what?" he swallowed.
"It's over," Oliver turned to leave.
Draco jumped up, he wasn't going to vie up so easy. He grabbed Oliver arm. "Look at me - look at me!" he shouted shaking Oliver. "You don't mean it," he fought tears. What was he doing this? Not now, not now, they were in love, he couldn't let go.
Oliver simply looked at him, fighting his own emotions, remaining speechless.
"Make love to me, then tell me you don't love me," he started into Oliver's eyes, a fire burned.
Oliver stared at Draco - looked into his eyes, his body burned for him. He grabbed Draco roughly by the hips and forced their lips together. 'Forever,' he heard the word in his head.
a/n: Reviews are my favorite things to get!