Never Too Late:

"Aw, c'mon Draco, get down from there," Harry pleaded. He'd gotten over begging and far past whining and was almost to ordering his boyfriend to remove himself from the railing of the Astronomy Tower. Draco, however, wasn't listening to Harry and merely stared down into the dark abyss below him.

"I can't, Harry," the blonde relied. "I have done an unspeakable thing; my father will never forgive me, my mother will never forgive me, and most of all, Severus will never forgive me. I am doomed to lead a life where no one loves me anymore, and I just can't live with that."

"Draco, I still love you; nothing's changed between us." Harry really couldn't believe that Draco had taken it this far.

"No, Harry, everything's changed. I can see it in the way you look at me – I know that you think less of me now," Draco explained. Harry merely looked at him like he'd gone completely nutters, which was, by this point, only half true.

"C'mon Draco, come on down and we can talk about this," Harry said again, but his teeth had begun to chatter. It was the middle of October and he was bloody freezing. He hadn't any time to get a cloak, because he was told that Draco would throw himself off at any moment. In his urgency to get to the Astronomy Tower, he didn't have time to grab a cloak and he was really beginning to regret it.

"I don't know why you don't give up on me, Harry," Draco said in his melodramatic fashion. "After all, I am now less of a person to you and to everyone, so I might as well just be gone."

"No, Draco. Like I said, come down and we can talk." He felt that he was beginning to sound like a broken record.

"No."

"Aw, Draco. No one thinks less of you for this; not Ron, not Hermione, not even the Slytherins." Even as Harry explained, he smiled to himself because Hermione wouldn't think less of him for it; in fact, she would be happy because she would now be the top student in the school.

"You can't tell me that the Slytherins think less of me, I'm just not gonna buy that one," Draco said over his shoulder.

"Okay, well maybe not all of the Slytherins, but certainly Blaise and Pansy don't think less of you," Harry said convincingly. Draco didn't answer. "Goyle and Crabbe don't think less of you either."

"Well, you're right there simply on the grounds that they don't think," Draco said bitterly. He certainly didn't think too highly of his two housemates.

Harry was really beginning to get tired of Draco's tantrum. Who the hell went so far as to throw themselves off the Astronomy Tower because they didn't get the best grade in Potions?! Well, obviously Draco, but he was ostentatious anyway.

"Fine, Draco! Sulk up here for all I care. Throw yourself off! I'll be down in your dorm with nothing on if you change your mind!" Harry turned and stormed off. If nothing else, his little show would get Draco off the railing and out of the Astronomy Tower.

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Twenty minutes later found Harry sitting on Draco's bed, fully dressed. He was examining his cuticles as he waited for Draco to make up his mind. Suddenly, the door burst open to reveal a huffing and ruffled Draco.

"I thought you said you'd be naked!" he accused after seeing Harry's state of dress.

"I lied," Harry answered without looking up from his cuticles.

"Well maybe I'll just go back up there and really jump." Even as Draco pouted at his boyfriend, he sat down on his bed.

"Good luck with that," Harry mumbled.

"Why aren't you concerned? You should be begging me not to go and trying to keep me from actually going through with this," Draco suggested.

"Oh, no, Draco, don't go," Harry said, rather unenthusiastically.

"I'm not convinced."

"Well, it's not like you'd get very far, even if you did," Harry pointed out.

"And why not?"

"Obviously, you have failed to remember the balcony just below the roof of the Astronomy Tower," Harry supplied. "I remembered about half way through your little tantrum."

"Oh."

"Yeah. But since you didn't throw yourself off, I guess I can reward you," Harry said suggestively. He leered at his boyfriend.

"Oh? Maybe I should not throw myself off more often," Draco replied.

"Oh, shut up," Harry chided as he pushed Draco back onto the bed.

End.