Smile to the death.
By L.S.T.P
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
SLASH, THIS MEANS TWO BOYS LIKING EACH OTHER. IF YOU ARE GROSSED WITH THE IDEA GO BACK AND READ OTHER THINGS. I AM NOT GOING TO BE RESPONSIBLE OF ANYTHING, YOU HAD BEEN WARNED.
A/N: hi! Sorry for the late update but my father wouldn't let me use the computer. He was shitting his pants because of the hurricane. Well that's it. Feed back please!!
2. Confused
How dares he? How dares he to make an appointment with me!
In my house. In my father's house!
What does he expect of me?
Is forgiveness what he searches?
He wants me to say:
"Don't worry Sir, it was a mistake all of us have mistakes it could have happen to anyone".
Well I won't. He betrayed us, he betrayed my father, he betrayed me, and the worst part is that he betrayed himself. And I don't understand him; it's just too damn confusing. How could he? I trusted him. I admired him. I admired him as much as I admired my father. But because of him I don't have a father anymore. And it's his entire fault.
But...
But he is also the only thing I have left. How can I hate him now? How can I forget?
I really don't know what to do.
Should I accept? Should I give him the benefit of the doubt? But what is he going to say? Something like:
"Sorry Draco I just gave my testimony to the authorities and I said that your father was guilty and also that he had been a death eater for the last 20 years. But don't take it personal, because it wasn't"
That is bullshit.
Those are lies.
And he taught me that, my first lesson of him was:
"Everything is personal Draco, and all the arguments that they can give to you are bullshit and bloody lies"
And what he is going to say to me then? He can't do anything because I won't believe him. He has no arguments. He can't convince me.
But...
But I do wish to hear him, I want to know his whys. And deep down I still expect that this would be just a dream and that I will wake up in any moment. And everything would be all right again. He would be my godfather and my father's best friend.
And when I do it I would be me again.
I would be Draco.
I would be Draco Malfoy.
I would be Draco Malfoy a Slytherin.
I would be Draco Malfoy a Slytherin and the best student of Professor Snape.
Yes, everything would be all right again.
And it's a shame that this is not going to happen.
A real shame
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He fell asleep almost immediately. He was beyond tiredness, he was completely exhausted. He needed to sleep, but mostly he needed the boy that in his dreams loved him. He needed the company, the caresses and the whispers, the soft lullaby that was his breathing and the brightness of his eyes. He also needed his touches and the rotting feeling when he touched back.
He needed misery, hate and all the bad feeling that he has when he wakes up of such a lovely dream to face reality. He needed the anger that he still feels when he wakes up alone.
He needed hate to be able face Severus.
But... but the main reason that he had to sleep is that when he dreams he is free to be loved and protected from all the demons of his life. And when he falls asleep is with no worries and no fears because he knows that he is going to be there for him.
For him... just him
Draco woke up two hours later with the familiar heat licking on his skin. Taunting him, not letting him forget for an instant the existence of the arms that were around his waist on his dream. The feeling was so dizzyingly soft.
Just like a ghostly touch, the teasing hand of a lover...
Not that the guy on his dreams was his lover. He was and still is his sword enemy...
Yet... Yet he is the one that on his coldest nights makes love to him so tortuously slow that when he comes, he comes with tears.
Tears that he licks always like all the suffering and hate. The one that receives his wounded body and heals him with love.
A fake love.
The love that he dreams of.
So perfect, so unreal.
So wrong, so sinful.
That's why Draco doesn't pay attention to his dreams because he is ashamed of his conduct but also he fears the dreams because maybe they are pointing to him what he has ignored for so much time.
And he doesn't think anymore, because his mind is full with dark hair, green ayes and a wolfish grin that smothers away his resistance.
So he does what he can's, what he should do. So he gets up and he takes a shower absently. He wears his best robes but he doesn't brush his hair back like he used to. He had done that when he was a kid, when a dark man had said to him that only girls used his hair on his face. And with bitterness he still remembers his father laughing and telling Severus that he was just jealous because ha hadn't pretty hair like he did. And he had believed Severus, and he regretted it. And he still regrets the mixing feelings that he has to this man.
When he is ready he goes to the garden, he knows that he is going to be there, and he is. He is standing there like he had done so many times. The only differences are that in all the times that he had been there Draco hadn't felt the urgency to hex him onto oblivion neither he had felt the urgency to threw himself onto his arms so strongly.
He was not changed. He was sill dark and tall. But he wasn't looking at him on the eye. And for minutes Draco tough that in any moment he would talk, but he didn't. He just raised his head and looked at him. And Draco noticed that he was indeed changed, the normally eyes that always grasped the truth from others today were hiding his own truths almost sorrowing. He looked older. Defeated.
Draco didn't care, Draco couldn't care.
"Why are you here?" His own voice sounded cold to him. But this man, the one that once had been his godfather didn't deserve any compassion.
The man looked at the sky, and when he talked again it was a soft murmur that almost was deafened by Draco's pounding heart.
"Lucius was always too complicated. Always scheming and keeping secrets..." Draco felt the anger rising. The bloody traitor was talking about his father after what he had done. Draco gripped his wand tightly. The man keep talking "He should..." But then he stopped and glanced at the livid blonde before adding, " I am here because of him... I am also here because I want to help you"
Draco stared at him in shock, but the other man did not even flinch. "You want to help me, you want to help me like you helped my father!" He said venomously.
" No" The dark eyes showed so much pain. Draco loosened the grip of his wand almost immediately.
"Draco I..." A pleading look that was directed to merciless gray eyes. A defeated sight was heard "I am here to give you this" The black haired man pointed a leather book "Inside is a letter from Luc... From your father"
Draco took it almost immediately watching his teacher with unbelieving eyes. He wanted to ask so many things. He wanted to disappear, he wanted to throw the book to the face of his professor. He wanted him to go so he could read his father letter. He was so lost on his toughs that the voice of the older man startled him when he talked again.
" Good bye Draco"
He turned his back to the boy. But Draco couldn't let him go no without answers
"Why Severus?" A whisper, a plead. It didn't sound like he had mean to. He had meant it to be harsh, hateful, a reproach however it didn't.
He needed to ask more. He wanted to know. He had thousands of questions on his mind but they didn't reach his lips. He had wanted to say:
Why did you betray us?
Why did you sell us?
Do you regret it?
Do you know what you have done?
Do you know that he is going to die?
Do you know that it would be your fault?
"Harry Potter"
The words, Draco didn't know how much the words could hurt until that moment.
"Draco if I continued to protect Lucius he would have murdered him "
With that he was gone.
And if Draco could have seen his face, he would have seen tears in the pale cheeks of his former godfather.
A/N: well sorry again about the lack of veela thing. But I promise that in the next chapter will be information about Draco being a veela and others. I also wanna thank the reviews so: Makalani Astral: I am glad that you like it and yeah Draco is really dependent but jeje I couldn't help it. Anonimity: sorry about the grammar but I am learning English and about the "cause thing" jeje I fixed it. Thanks for pointing it. Without permissionThanks for the lovely review and I am really happy that you like the personality of my Draco. (Hope you haven't eaten your hand thought) jeje you cheer my day with you review, I hope you continue reading. Alora: thanks for reviewing. The Mogget: ajajajajaja sorry about the poor spelling but I am a Mexican and I am really clumsy too jeje. (and about my others fics they are in Spanish) fragonknight01: jaja sorry again about the with situation. And Draco will find love pretty soon. ( Jeje I also love Bill he is so HOT) Yana5yes this a veela story.Wellthat's all. Bye!!!!!!!!!