The next few days were trying ones, especially on Malfoy. He didn't talk much to anyone at the funeral he stated in the back out of the way trying not to draw attention to himself. He didn't much pay attention to the little speech Dumbledore gave either, all he could focus on was the burial casket that held Harry's body.
All he could think about was how much he was going to miss the Gryffindor, he smiled at the mear thought of him, the prince of Slytherin missing the Gryffindor golden boy. He thought about all the times they fought threw the years, how much they boasted about hating each other. But he knew it was an act they put on, and Draco played it well he knew exactly what to say to make the boy angry enough to act out. They knew the day it all ended, the charade of them thinking that they each hated the other. It was sixth year and some accident happened that Harry inadvertently caused took Malfoy down.
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(Flash back)
"Oh my god I'm so sorry Malfoy." Harry said closing in on Malfoy.
"I can't... It hurts." Malfoy was only able to say taking shallow breaths. Harry pulled Malfoy up and took him to the hospital wing.
"Madam Pomfrey!" Harry called as he entered the large room filled with beds, and depositing Malfoy on the closest one.
Pomfrey came bustling in moving faster as she saw Malfoy on the bed having trouble breathing. "What happened." she said calmly while opening Malfoy's robes to get a better look at his chest.
"Something fell on him." Harry said turning away as she opened the blonde boys shirt.
She muttered something and pulled out her wand and did a healing charm on Malfoy, his breathing seemed to ease immediately. He turned back to the blonde when he heard him stop gasping for breath. He let go a breath he didn't even know he was holding.
"Take this mister Malfoy." she said holding a glass out to the boy. He took it and drank the vial tasting liquid. "You should be fine soon." she said turning around going back to her office, but not with out making a remark about how she's surprised boys live as long as they do. Harry smiled to himself after she had disappeared to her office.
"Oh I bet you love this huh Potter?" Malfoy said sharply.
Harry was taken back by this, "What... no it was accident, I swear I didn't mean for you to get hurt."
Draco seemed to be leery of that response, "oh really? Wait till I get out of here Potter I'll get even with this." Draco warned.
"No really I would never have hurt you like that on purpose." Harry said urgently.
Sitting in the chair next to the bed, taking hold of the other boys hand, looking at the blonde's eyes. They sat there like that for a moment till they realized that Harry was holding Draco's hand. They pulled there hands apart as if the touched burned them.
Harry blushed slightly looking down, "Sorry about that."
"You should be." Draco said not sounding as mean as he would have liked.
They sat quietly for a awhile till Draco broke the silence seeming to have found his old tone again, "Why are you still hear Potter?" Draco said sounding like the boys presents was agitating him.
"I don't know I just wanted to make sure you were alright, I guess I should go though." Harry made a move to stand.
"You don't have to." Draco felt as shocked as Harry looked as those words fell out of his mouth.
"What?" Harry asked still looking confused. Draco didn't look at him, and didn't say anything. "I don't have to go I guess I could stay here for a little while longer." Harry said leaning back into his chair smiling. Draco looked back at Harry grinning, and shook his head lightly.
(End of flash back)
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After the ceremony was over and after it looked to be clear of people did Draco approached the now freshly packed dirt in front of a stone grave marker. It was surprisingly tasteful it was just big enough to show the importance of the person buried there, and the writing was not overly worded as well. It simply said,
Here Lies
Harry James Potter
1980-1998
The Reluctant Hero of the Wizarding World
My He Finally Rest in Peace, and Join Those He's Lost.
And he will be missed by many.
The only thing Draco found wrong with this wording was the 'Hero of the Wizarding World' that's all people would even know him as. They would never know him, all he would be known for was that he was the boy that lived to die. Draco sighed and crouched down in front of the stone head marker.
"I miss you Potter." he whispered putting his flowers on the grave along with many others, "And I'll always remember."
He pressed his finger tips to his lips, and pressed them to the name carved in the stone. He stood up looking down at the stone again, and turned around walking out of the depressing cemetery wiping away a tear that had fallen as he left.
Hermione had seen Malfoy at the funeral but didn't want to bother him till he seemed finished paying his respects. She followed after him as he made his way out of the graveyard, catching him just before he made it out of the cemetery.
"Hello Draco." she said being polite as possible.
"Hello Granger." Malfoy said softly.
"Draco I want you to know anything you need help with I'm here." Hermione said trying to smile.
"Thank you but I'm fine." Draco said evenly.
"Are you sure Draco." Hermione asked sounding slightly worried.
"Yes I'm fine why wouldn't I be." He said shortly.
"Nobody knows do they?" she asked quietly, "he didn't even know."
Draco glared at her, "Why can't you keep your nose out of other peoples business." Draco said in a low menacing voice.
"Because he is..was my friend, and what your doing is dangerous." Hermione said not seeming one bit put off by the blonde's tone, "have you even seen a healer?"
"Would you keep your voice down," he said pulling her off to the side away from people, "This was his and my decision we knew the risks, and no he didn't know, and neither does anyone else." he glanced over at Weasley, "Though you've told your boyfriend I'm sure. You two are the only ones that can know no one else. Not Weasley's family, and certainly not any other fools from our class you might run into, is that understood?" Draco said pointedly.
"Yes I understand," she nodded, "but if your not going to see anyone do you mind if keep tabs on it for you?" she asked cautiously.
Draco looked at her for a moment, "Yes, I guess it'll be fine." he said slightly annoyed by this arrangement, but he didn't really have much of a choice really. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go home and tend to business." He said turning around and leaving.
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He walked out of the graveyard, feeling slightly better after leaving that place. As he finally got back home, he opened the heavy wood door and entered the richly decorated entry room. A house elf took his trunk, and disappeared with it. His mother came into the entry enveloping her only son in a tight hug.
"Draco I'm so glade that your back safe." Narcissia said holding tight to her son. He hugged his mother back keeping his face neutral. She let go of the boy standing back looking him over, "So it's over then?" she asked softly.
Draco nodded not wanting to think much about it at the moment. "I'm sorry mother but I'm tired I want to rest for a few moments, and then we'll talk some more." Draco said politely.
"Of course Draco, you go rest," she smiled and walked him to the stairs, "I'll send for you when dinner is done."
"Thank you." He said ascending the stairs.
When he reached the top he made his way down the hall to his room. When he opened the door to his room he just couldn't believe how it looked. Of course it looked exactly the same as it did before he went to school earlier that year, but it just looked as if nothing had happened. He walked into the large room, to the dresser that lined the wall. His trunk was put in the corner all it's contents were emptied. He pulled off the bag that was hanging across his chest laying it down in front of the dresser.
His hands came to rest on the dark polished wood of his dresser in front of him supporting him up. He looked up at the mirror in front of him staring at his reflection he looked tired, and paler then he remember being. He hung his head shaking it turning around from the dresser, and walked to his large bed. He unbuttoned his shirt as he walked to the bed, he ran his hands threw his hair trying to brush the tension from his head. He laid down on the soft bed, and tried to relax.
The silence in the room was deafening, and only let his mind wonder into areas he was trying to push out. Realizing sleep would be a futile attempt, he sat up groaning angrily and grabbed the nearest thing off his night stand throwing it across the room. The quiet of the room was broken as the glass from the object crashed against the wall. He hung his head sighing he didn't want a house elf coming in and bothering him, so he got up and moved over to the broken mess on the floor.
Bending down he noticed what he had thrown he picked up the rectangular piece of paper from the broken glass. He watched as the image moved on the paper, a smile pulled at the corner of his mouth. It was a photo of him and Harry before winter holiday, he remembered when he got it.
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(Flash back)
"Oh come on Malfoy just one picture." Hermione begged.
"Are you really that embarrassed to be seen with me Malfoy?" Harry asked in a mock hurt.
Draco just looked at the boy smirking, "Do you really want me to answer that."
"Oh come on." Harry said wrapping his arm around the blonde pulling them together resting his against the other boys, "Ok Hermione take it." Harry smiled, "Come on Malfoy relax."
Draco relaxed into the embrace leaning into Harry more letting Hermione take the stupid picture.
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When Draco had finished packing what he needed for his trip home he took his trunk down to the entry hall where all the other students that were going home for holiday had their trunks.
Harry walked up behind him "Have a good Holiday."
Draco turned to the dark haired boy, "I'll try."
"Here Hermione got her camera developed, and I figured you might want this." Harry said smiling handing an envelope to Malfoy.
Draco took it and opened it pulling the picture out slightly.
"I look good don't I." Draco said smirking, "oh and you look ok I suppose."
Harry laughed a little, "You just hold onto that alright."
Draco put it back in the envelope, and put it in his coat pocket.
"So I guess now would be as good a time as any to say good bye." Harry said smiling holding out his hand.
Draco looked down at the hand raising an eyebrow, he glanced around not seeing anyone of any great importance looking at the two. He grasped Harry's hand pulling the boy to him, and resting his head on his shoulder. Harry hugged back tightly, and pulled back but not before he placed a chase kiss on Draco's lips.
"Good bye Draco." he said quietly.
"Good bye Potter." Draco said softly.
Harry turned and walked out of the entry hall, and back to the common room.
(End of flash back)
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He felt his eyes watering he grabbed the photo and opened one of his dresser drawers and put the picture under some clothes, and slammed it shut. He performed a mending spell on the mess, and laid the empty frame on the dresser.
"This is getting ridiculous." Draco said angrily to himself, "You're a Malfoy your not suppose to be this weak."
He glanced over at his clock that was against his wall, and figured he might as well get dressed for dinner.
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(A/N) yey first two chapters down lol. I would have posted this earlier but my internet was being temperamental. Lol
well I'm not sure how long this story will be, but I will finish it. And like I say reviews are my best source of inspiration ;P. Well hope you ppl liked this first two chapters. And I will be updating soon. Even though I will be house sitting for some ppl till the 15th but well see maybe I'll get an update out before then.
Oh just to let anyone that read my other fic that complements this fic. I fixed the last chapter I couldn't stand the way it was before, so I think it's much less 'silly'. It's more appropriate I think. Well hope to see what you all think.