A/N: The last chapter. Thank you to all my reviewers. I apologize (because I can't apologize enough) yet again for the short chapters, for the shortness of the story itself. I hope you've enjoyed it and if you have, that you enjoy the end as well. Until the next fic, my dears.
They both knew it was coming. They both knew it had to happen. When they were together, they could pretend that nothing bad would ever happen, that they could live protected by each other, reality was fantasy and their love was the only truth. But eventually, reality, the world, would reclaim them, and they would be on opposite sides of the line, the line which not even love could cross.
"I don't want it to end," said Harry because he didn't.
"It has to," said Draco, because it did. "Don't cry."
"I wasn't going to," but this was a lie because he could already feel the tears whelming up inside him.
"Me neither," but Harry knew that this was a lie too.
"Kiss me?"
"Harry, don't make this harder tha-"
"Please."
And he wanted to kiss him, so he did. He took Harry's face in both his hands, closed his eyes and pressed his lips softly against that beautiful mouth that he knew so well. Harry held on to Draco's waist, clutching desperately at his rumpled white shirt.
He pulled away slightly, hugged Harry tightly, and said, "Good night," before turning away.
When he was gone, Harry cried.