Only Human.

Rating; PG-13

Disclaimer; Characters belong to JKR.

Summary; Harry/Draco slash- We all make mistakes, his was forgetting.

Note; I'm back with another fic, though this one is a bit different, I think. I hope you enjoy it!

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I forget sometimes.

The human mind isn't all-knowing, and everyone is bound to make mistakes. I know I've made plenty of my own, though I need to be forgiven.

I forgot that night.

That begging you to stay was what you least wanted… that my gaze, pleading and filled with terror, only drove you away faster.

The determination in your eyes was evident with each flicker of candlelight.

I forget sometimes.

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Five years later, I still forget.

The war is over, I'm twenty-two. My mind is as rich as smooth chocolate, as downy as the most expensive silk and as perfect as an unmarred stone. Though, I'm still only human.

You're an idol. Your picture hangs in every shop as my feet step on the cold, uneven surfaces of Diagon Alley. The most that happens when I encounter one is a flick of familiarity in my distant eyes, and then it is gone.

I'm sorry for forgetting that I should pay your memory more attention.

I'm only human, I make mistakes.

I need to be forgiven.

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Six years later, I am no better.

I stare at the woman on the hospital bed, my grey eyes watching carefully. I forget, still, and wouldn't be surprised if I forgot her name.

Her hair isn't black like your own, but instead it shines sickeningly in the soft light. Blonde… though, I suppose it's more gold than anything else. Her eyes, tightly shut and reflecting only pain, are what I see every night before I fall into slumber.

They're light… But I've forgotten what colour.

I wonder briefly if they're green.

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Seven years later, I remember.

My son's birthday is a celebration. He's one. This I remember.

My wife is happy, her dazzling eyes— they sparkle a bright blue.

Your picture hangs in our dining room. I stare it, my eyes locked on your own. I've remembered you deserve more attention than a spare glance in a window shop.

I haven't forgotten.

We all make mistakes.

Mine was falling in love with you.

Yours was death.

But what can we say?

…We're only human.

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