Title: Missing
Author: Miz Thang
Characters/Pairing: Harry Potter, HP/DM
Rating: FRM
Word Count: 358
Warnings: Slash, obviously. Angst.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the little story's idea. Everything else belongs to who it belongs to.
Summary: Harry pulls the blankets around him, gripping the wand and picture tightly and holding onto the hope that Draco won't be missing one day soon. For my au100 claim of Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy.
Author's Note: And if you thought Lost had an angsty ending. Imagine if Harry hadn't decided to break up with Draco.

He stares at a picture frame. A blond with silver (he always thought so) eyes alternates between glaring, sneering, smirking and giving the beginnings of a genuine smile. It's his only reminder. He locks it away when he has company.

"You have too little faith in me," Draco murmurs against his neck in their bed. "I'm not going to fall off."

"I just worry about you. Can I be worried?"

"You can." Draco further tangles his limbs with Harry's. "Free will in the world, isn't there?"

Harry smirks. "Except Imperio."

"Right."

He lies in his bed and imagines if he could have changed anything at all. He wonders if he could've kept Draco from leaving, kept him from…

"Harry. Harry. Something's happened to the tracking charm on Malfoy." Hermione's biting her lip, and she looks almost genuinely concerned.

"What about everything else?" Harry asks, his heart pounding.

"He hasn't told where you are yet, if you mean that. Do you think he'd-"

"Yes." Harry cuts her off. Do you think he'd die before giving you up?

"Oh. All right. I'll go see what we can do. Without Snape-"

"I know."

…disappearing. Kept him from harm's way. Kept him safe, warm. With Harry. Was it possible? Could it have been prevented? Could they have kept him safe? Could he have done what he'd set out that day? Leave Draco before something like this could happen?

"I'm sorry, Harry. We-we found this…" she pulls out a wand. "but no Malfoy."

Harry reaches for the wand. "Thank you."

Harry opens the drawer beside his bed and pulls out the long piece of wood. Draco's wand. Found where they'd last tracked him down to. Harry rolls it around his hands as he sits on his bed heavily.

"They won't kill me until I tell them where you are. I'll have you know, I can be extremely stubborn." Draco says.

Harry grins. "I noticed." A short kiss. "Be careful."

"Always."

Harry slides into his bed, under the covers and pulls the blankets around him, gripping the wand and picture tightly and holding onto the hope that Draco won't be missing one day soon.