Chapter title is from Make Me Feel by Janelle Monae.

Harry stepped out onto the balcony and took a deep breath.

They hardly ever used the balcony, as it was too small for more than one chair, and they preferred being indoors, anyway, in case someone decided to take pictures of one of the Wizarding World's most famous couples. But he needed air, needed to think of anything else except excruciating pain and the smell of fire and the feeling of pine needles underneath him as he pretended to be dead.

He didn't hear her open the sliding door, but he felt Ginny wrap her hands around him. Rested his hands on top of hers.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled.

"Don't you dare," she told him. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought it up so callously. I thought he should know."

"Yeah," Harry said, tearing his gaze away from their interlocking fingers and looking at the horizon. "I just try not to think about it."

"We all went through the war, Harry," she said. She tugged at him, and he turned around obediently. "Hey, look at me. Yeah, straight at me. I never expected you to be perfect." He snorted. "Okay, well, maybe I did when I was eleven. But by the time I got to know you – " She cut herself off. "I love you, Harry, and that includes your scars. Whether visible," she pressed a finger to his forehead, and he shivered. "Or not." She placed her hands on his chest, as if willing his heart to beat again. He leaned in to kiss her, but she didn't let him. "Not right now," she said. "Come on."

Ginny led Harry inside by the hand, sat him down at the dinner table, then went to the bedroom to get Draco, who was sitting silently on the bed. "You coming? We wanted to order some dinner."

"I'm not in this just for Harry," he said.

Ginny stopped breathing for a moment, then regained her senses. She closed her eyes and counted silently to ten. When she opened her eyes, Draco was standing, and he was much closer to her. Her reached out with his hand, but he hesitated, and dropped it to his side.

"You heard," she said. She was just stating the obvious, but she was still processing what he said. Then, "I'm not dumb, you know. You never looked at me twice until Harry started looking at you twice."

"I think you're probably smarter than me, Harry, and your brother combined," Draco replied. "And…"

"And what?" she snapped. He raised his hands in surrender, and she forced herself to relax. "I'm sorry. Go on."

He tilted his head back, looking up at the ceiling, as if praying, and then looked straight at her. "At first, it was just Harry. I can hardly pretend the effect he has on me is new. But whenever we spent time together, you were there. And so I – yes, I looked at you twice. And three times. And four.

"You glow, Ginny. You're always the brightest thing in the room. It's impossible for me to believe there was ever a time I didn't notice you."

She kissed him then, short and sweet. "Thank you," she said when she broke it off. His breath was ragged, and her heart was beating faster. She offered him her hand, and he took it. "Come on. It's time to eat."

Draco was in Harry's lap, which was a wholly unexpectedly pleasant experience. Too bad it was so decidedly not sexual.

"So you just… turn on this machine, and watch it? For hours at a time?"

"Yes," Ginny said impatiently, gesturing for him to move. He obliged, raising his legs, only to immediately drop them on her when she settled into the couch. "Now relax, because Doctor Who is on, and I plan on actually following the plot the whole way through for once."

"Doctor Who?" Draco asks.

"It's a show about an alien who travels through time," Ginny explained.

"It's been off the air for a while but they brought it back this year, and it's brilliant," Harry said. Then, "Oh, I'm sorry, off the air means it was canceled. This is a revival."

"So who's the blonde?" Draco asked.

"Merlin, are you going to ask questions the entire time?" Ginny complained.

"That's Rose," Harry said. "She's a nineteen year-old shop girl – "

"And incredible," Ginny interrupted. "Which you'd be able to see if you just shut up long enough for me to hear what they're doing in an underground museum."

"Okay, okay," Draco said, "I'll be quiet."

He broke this promise repeatedly throughout the episode, until, finally, Harry was forced to threaten to kick him out, because he, too, wanted to pay attention to the show. In response Draco wiggled even closer to Harry and Ginny, whining that he was too comfortable to possibly ever leave. When – an endless period of time later that Harry and Ginny both swore was only half an hour long – the show finally ended, Draco decided to take advantage of the situation he was in.

He pulled Harry in, rougher than he usually let himself be, and Harry kissed him, just as roughly.

And then promptly pushed him off his lap.

Ginny roared, a throaty, deep laugh that rumbled through Draco's chest, and when he got back up on his feet, he leaned over and kissed her, too.

This is the last chapter. I always meant for this fic to be short, and then it kept growing, and growing. But even though I had so many ideas for where this would go - I wanted them to be together at Ron and Hermione's party, for example - I've realized that this is probably not going to get written. And so I wrote the last three sentences of this chapter and I've decided, like, fuck it. I'm gonna post it. And that's it for now. Maybe someday I'll come back to it and write a proper ending, but I figure that y'all at least deserve to see what I wrote - God, almost a year ago, now.

Bonus: I've had a note on my phone with optional chapter titles that I didn't use, and here they are:

i want you in my room (Want You In My Room by CRJ)

all of the things i wanna do to you (Into It by Camila Cabello)

let's get screwed + you fucked the world up now we'll fuck it all back down (Screwed by Janelle Monae)

a little crazy, little sexy, little cool (I Like That by Janelle Monae)

no love like your love (Nobody by Hozier)

Who knows, maybe they'll end up as chapter titles after all if I ever write more.

Thank you for being patient all this time. Wish I wasn't quite so busy.

JustGail