Hard For

by GhostGaze

Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle have been leading entirely separate lives since they left Hogwarts, but when they return there to help with summer camp for the orphans of war, sparks begin to fly. Will they be able to accept a love that could last a lifetime, or will their pasts get in the way?

6. In The End

When Greg woke up he immediately tensed, ready to run from the room. He wanted to flee the man sleeping next to him, but as he slowly gathered his senses he realized that Vince had him cradled in his arms.

He blinked as the artificial sunlight from the charmed window was hitting him directly in his eyes. He had slept all night, not only had he slept all night, but he didn't dream either.

He hasn't slept a dreamless night since the war, and by dreams he meant nightmares. Nightmares of him or his family perishing due to a power hungry lunatic. With a slow breath he smiled, then with fluttering eyelashes he was asleep again.

Vince woke not an hour later, he peered down at Greg with worried eyes, waiting on him to kick him from his bed and his life. He didn't have to wait long. His lungs hitched as those brown eyes opened, looking directly into his.

But then the man smiled, his whole face alight and Vince couldn't help but return it before leaning down to brush his lips with a kiss.

Everything felt right. The weight that normally rested deep in Vince's heart had lightened considerably. There was no doubt that had Greg reacted the way Vince had initially feared, it would have driven him even deeper into the darkness. His self hate would have won once again.

"Vince," Greg spoke, his words soft and filled with emotion, " I know I've been a right prick, and I know neither of us planned what happened last night. I know you have a lot of baggage, and well so do I. This will be difficult, my dad is going to lose his mind and I will undoubtedly be blasted from the family tree. But if you are willing, when we leave here…Care to take a chance on me?"

With a delirious grin, Vince bent for another kiss. There was a groan as he caught Greg's lower lip in between his teeth. Scraping gently as he pulled back.

"Stubborn ass, I've waited all these years for you to want to take a chance on me."

They both finally felt as though they'd found what they'd be missing, and when they left the common room…they left hand in hand. The same way they planned to face the rest of the world.

El fin