My reward

Draco/Harry

It's funny; I never thought I'd feel this way. I used to hate him with my entire being but now, I can't help but love him.

He's lying next to me and I can't believe how lucky I am. Whatever has happened in our past is completely behind us, I forgave him for everything long ago.

The war had been over for years now, and I still remember the day he told me he loved me. It was the day I fought the dark lord, February 15th he told me he was scared for me, he didn't want to lose me and I'd kissed him, told him I'd be fine.

And I was. I went through hell, had the whole world turn its back on me but he was my reward. And I would happily go through all that again – all the pain and torture, if it meant he would be waiting for me when it was all done.

And I get these days, when I'm haunted, my dying friends voice , whispering in my ear, begging for me to leave them. And I see my best friend lying there in crimson, gone whilst his lover cries at his side. And I'd feel the kiss she gave me, on my cheek, willing me to carry on. Then I see the dark lord. And the wave of guilt that crashes over me is unbelievable; sometimes it gets hard to believe I'll ever get through it. But then he comes, and holds me in his arms, and its alright again because I know he's there, and that's all I need to know.

He stirs beside me; his lithe body stretches beneath the bed clothes, his tired eyes flicker open and come to rest on me watching him.

"Hey…ow." He starts to yawn before clapping a hand to his forehead.

"Hangover?" I ask innocently, watching him nod slowly. "Your own fault. You told me you weren't going to drink," he flipped me off before pulling the duvet over his head. We'd been at Ginny's Valentines Day party last night and he'd promised me he wouldn't drink, so that he wouldn't get a hangover on our anniversary. Knew he wouldn't stick to it.

"Hey, don't hide! I want my anniversary present!" he pulled the covers down to glare at me.

"Fuck off." Was all he had to say.

"Come on, you know you love me." He smirked at that abd pull me down for a kiss.

"That I do, Harry honey, that I do." I grinned and kissed him once more.

"Love you too, Draco." I replied pulling back, feeling the bliss Inver ever thought I'd get to feel…before I met him.