38. Set It Up, Break It Up

38. Set it up, break it up

For everyone who's been supportive of these| fluff |making out |harry set draco up with someone Only to realise he liked draco all along |

" when was your first time ?" Seamus smugly asked Draco as he drank his butter beer from across the room sprawled over the bean bag

" I will prefer not to answer the question. It is highly confidential and that information shall only be revealed to Someone I'm with. So dear Seamus you can enjoy asking this question to other, while I would refuse to answer " Draco sophisticatedly replied, tilting his head to put on more emphasis upon his words.

" Merlin, you could've just said I'm not answering that. No need to go all Shakespearian " Ron rolled his eyes at Draco.

Harry chuckled as he joined Draco over the couch, putting his legs over Draco's laps, not that either of them ever minded that physical touch " that's Draco for you. He'll never give a direct answer. I can bet, if he were in an English Muggle class, he'd top "

" I topped nonetheless " Draco rolled his eyes, his hands automatically falling into a pattern of softly stroke the bottom of Harry's leg, a habit he's grown attached to.

" really? From what I remember I got 7 owls while you got only 6. It's just as if I was infact better than you " Harry smirked

" whatever Harry. I was the headboy " Draco rolled his eyes at harry, yet again but then again he liked these small bickerings with him. Blaise eyed them from the corner of the room, enjoying it himself, not Daring to say anything.

" and I was given the opportunity, I just denied "

" as if "

" whatever helps you sleep at night darling" Harry teased as he pinched Draco's cheeks softly

" don't " Draco growled as he swatted Harry's hand away

" one angry kitten aren't you " Harry chuckled, picking up his can of butter beer and drinking it.

" don't call me that " Draco sneered, not in a furious way, just slightly threatening way.

" anywaysss " Seamus echoed, breaking off their not so private conversation " when was your first time harry ?"

" Ron, you might wanna cover your ears for this one " Harry chuckled. Ron gave him a look but refused to do so " it was after war, when I got back with Ginny, in the time we were going out for a short time "

" what about in 6th year ?" Dean asked snuggling closer to Seamus on the bean bag

" we couldn't really ever get to it. I mean for one neither of us were ready, and we were just kids. Although when we did it after we got back together, we realised almost instantly it wasn't something we enjoyed, not that part, just with opposite sex kind of thing. Well mostly her, no offense. Or it could've been we weren't just attracted to each other that way " Harry explained

" really ? I always thought you guys would work out you know " Dean said. Harry looked at Dean amused but didn't say anything.

" I never thought you guys would end up together really. Never seemed as if so " Seamus added

" interest me in why ?" Harry asked

" it just, I always knew you were sort of bi even before you started going with Ginny. It was Evident really sometimes. And with Ginny herself, she didn't seem like a person to be with a guy. I mean coming from I figured my sexuality really early on, I just sometimes knew it.. besides after the first time you guys broke up, it seemed almost impossible for it work later on " Seamus explained. Everyone including Draco thought about what he had said and nobody could even deny that it was a lie.

" what's your dating track anyway right now Harry ?" Blaise asked standing over the chair behind Ron.

" oh it's not that bad. I do go out on a few dates. I went on a date last week infact and believe me that guy was really good, dashing, almost ced- well Cedric diggory Kinda hot but right in the middle of the date, I feel something going up my leg. I almost choked on my Tuna fish and he goes, do you like it ? I was more shocked than anything else. It was weird if anything "

" so what next ?"

" I didn't call him back. I think somewhere along the date, he might've said he had feet fetish.. he would much rather make love to my feets than me and it was just plainly weird "

" people have all different sorts of fetishes " Ron frowned

" yeah, I respect them but feet fetishes just creeps me out " Harry almost shivered at the thought of it.

And everyone soon fell into talking about weirdest kinks and fetishes, something they all were rather amused to be in conversation about, except, Harry.

Draco stopped stroking Harry's leg for a moment to softly clutch on them to seek his attention.

" it's alright Harry.. you can't change anything.. besides I think he lived a good life" Draco softly said.

" I still can't forget though. It's almost as if I can still see it happening in front of my eyes " Harry Whispered back.

" I know. He was a brave guy though. You can't do anything anymore. I'm sure- he'd want you to get over it too " Draco whispered. Harry bit his lip softly before nodding. To provide comfort, Draco again started stroking Harry's legs.

" feels nice" Harry smiled at Draco, who simply smiled back.

" talking off that, what say about going on a date with someone ?" Harry asked Draco but had inevitably grabbed attention from a few others in the room.

Draco raised his eyebrows in strange surprise " really ?"

" I met some guy at the animal shop across the street. He seemed like someone you could date " Harry replied

" why me, why not you ?" Draco defensively asked

" well, he's not my type but he's yours and he did seem to notice you with me a couple of days ago, so I thought maybe you could talk to him and see if you'd like to go out with him " Harry suggested.

Draco frowned at harry before clearing his throat " I'll pay that animal shop a visit then "

" great " Harry grinned

" I'm gonna use the loo " Draco sighed and got up abruptly

" unbelievable " Blaise announced. Harry looked around the room to receive strange looks " what are you all staring at me for ?" Harry asked confused

But nobody responded except that most of them groaned, leaving Harry more confused. Draco returned a few minutes, chatted a bit and then left claiming he had to feed his cat.

As a few weeks goes on by, Harry discovered that draco did started going with the guy he had told him about and was infact in a happy place to be with him. And it was all fun and games until Harry was offended that Draco no longer gave him that much time anymore or the fact that he kept cancelling on him over and over or that he longer was interested in watching movies with harry but sure had fun plans with his so called boyfriend or the guy he's dating, he cared no less. By which he meant, he did cared. To say his friends were tired of Harry ranting on about Draco cancelling on him that one time Ron even put up muffalito charm on him. It was splendid how things were going, in a sarcastic way of course until Draco decided it was time for him to make everyone meet his boyfriend, and harry wanted to burn himself on flames.

" I frankly don't understand why the expensive dinner, I mean, couldn't he had just invited us to his place or his so called boyfriend's place " Harry vented air quoting boyfriend

" Harry you were the one who set him up in the first place, stop being mad at him and jealous not to mention " Hermione rolled her eyes eating the chips off the packet

" jealous, I'm not jealous " Harry defensively said

" sure " Ron rolled his eyes.

" look Harry, you're clearly jealous that he isn't spending as much as time with you and its bothering you, so just talk to him about it " Hermione suggested shrugging her shoulder

" look, I don't know what's cooking in both of your brains but I'm-not-jealous " harry slammed the cloth over the counter and went inside his bedroom

" I miss the time when he wasn't such a dramatic ass " Ron taunted

" I can hear you " Harry yelled from inside the room, hearing faint whispers from Ron and Hermione in the living room..

And the truth infact was that Harry was jealous, which he Only discovered over the dinner when Draco was practically almost all over him that harry wanted to tell him to just sit in his lap, didn't of course. And to make it worse, he was jealous of how good they actually looked, which resulted in harry losing his appetite and almost groaning every five minutes. Hermione had to kick him under the table to behave a couple of times.

Spending the night in his thoughts, Harry came across things he wished he had known earlier or things he never felt but whatever it was, he felt frustrated in himself to set Draco up and he had no idea what to do next, so he decided to take advice from the only man he knew the best was at.

" Harry ? What a pleasant surprise. Ron's not at home though " Blaise said as he opened the door for him

" I actually came here to talk to you " Harry sighed as he went in. Blaise frowned in surprise before walking behind Harry himself

" well what can I interest you in, a joke, a mimickery,-"

" an advice actually " Harry groaned as he slumped down on the couch.

" oh- Ron's better at that-"

" he isn't, he told me to talk to you " Harry replied. Blaise walked into the kitchen, opening the window to the living room to converse through the kitchen.

" did he ? What can I help you with then ?" Blaise asked as he poured water for Harry and walking in to give it to him.

" I think, that I might have feelings for Draco" Harry replied

" you are officially the last person to know that " Blaise chuckled as he walked back into the kitchen and fetched something to eat.

" what ? You guys knew that ?" Harry sat uptight

" of course " Blaise scrunched his eyebrows as an obvious face

" why didn't you guys tell me ?" Harry asked agitated with his friends

" because these are the things we're not supposed to tell you, you're the one supposed to tell us, you dimwit " Blaise rolled his eyes, throwing his hands in the air.

" well you could've at least warned me " Harry groaned

" how could you not have known !! When did you even figure It out anyways?" Blaise asked as he shut the cabinet for the last time, bringing a packet of cookies and chips with him and slumping down in front of Harry.

" I think I've known for a bit since he started going out, but last night i was pretty confirmed that I was jealous " Harry Told him

" well I'd like to say you are that ruined your chances but guessing you came for advice, you came here to know how to fix it and I'll tell you, I do not have even the slightest idea how to fix your shit soup "

" what ?" Harry emphasised

" Harry, you yourself set him up with someone almost exactly like you. If Draco even Liked you at some point, now he knows that you don't like him and he's probably moved on and supposedly happy in his newfound relationship "

" Blaise, If I wanted to listen to how I fucked it up I wouldn't had come to you. I need to know how can I fix this " harry sarcastically responded raising his eyebrows

" look the easiest way is to simply confess or move on. I can't help you harry even if I wanted to. Draco seems happy " Blaise told him emphatically.

Harry was disappointed but knew Blaise was right, there was possibly nothing he could've done to make it right, at least not something that would sabotage their relationship.

It took harry a couple more days to become normal with the fact that draco was dating and finally paving his way to move on, which was definitely hard. And harry could've assumed he was doing good until Draco invited him for a picnic, claiming they haven't gotten out individually in a while. Normally harry would've been very ecstatic about it but considering the phase he was going through it was hard but didn't deny his sweet offer.

" took you a bit long- and your boyfriend's here too " harry pressed his lips in a thin line when he saw them coming together.

"it was just us but his plans got cancelled last moment so he tagged alone.. i hope you don't mind " Draco plead guilty

Harry sighed before giving him a firm smile and nodding " it's going to be one hell of a day "

Halfway through the picnic, harry Would've assumed he would be the thrid wheel but it was infact quite opposite, his boyfriend, jake was infact the third wheel who basically had no idea about draco's life which surprised harry a little more than it should have.

" you- jake, you alright ?" Harry asked looking over draco's shoulder at his boyfriend who looked puzzled

" what? I'm fine, just thinking " he gave them a firm smile.. draco leaned a bit into jake as if to give him the feeling he was still here but jake rejected it, much to draco's surprise.

" what you thinking about ?" Harry asked furrowing his eyebrows.

" what exactly I'm doing here?-"

" shit- I'm sorry for making you feel as if I'm intruding-"

" no, it's not that. It's just so clear that you both are so meant to be together, yet here I am on a picnic with two people who are supposed to be together but are not because of me-"

" that's not true " draco interjected

" is it not ? " Jake asked more firmly than before, not forgetting to give a smile so as to not sound harsh.

Draco opened his mouth to say something but closed it again.

" even if it is true for me, I don't think Draco feels that way . Besides you guys are dating, I don't want to be the reason for your break up" harry replied sympathetically

" you're not harry. I just- I can see it, maybe you two are blind but I'm not.. Enjoy yourselves " jake said as he abruptly stood up

" jake don't be like that " draco too stood up

Jake sighed taking draco's hands in his own " I'll stay if you admit you don't have any feelings for him, if you've never wanted to be with him, if you've felt anything closer to what you feel for him about Me. Admit it freely and I'll stay"

But draco couldn't say anything..

" thought so. I'd be fine by the way. I don't think I've seen two people belonging to each more than you two " and jake departed.

Draco stood there a few minutes watching him walk away, his shoulder slouched as if not believing that he'd just been dumped.

" draco-"

" you're a jerk " draco turned around

" what ?" Harry asked confused

" you're an insolent jerk " draco picked up from dry leaves from the ground and hitting harry with that.

" what the fuck did I do ?" Harry shielded himself as draco threw more and more leaves and grasses

" you fucking moron, you were Flirting with me " draco huffed stopping for a moment

" I wasn't flirting " harry whined. Draco gave him a look before picking up more leaves and throwing it at him

" okay, okay. I was but hey it's your fault to go along with it " harry stumbled back over the ground

" well it's not my fault if you're bloody good at it "

" is it my fault that you enjoyed and I'm not the only victim here, you were flirting too " harry looked up at Draco from the ground

" I wasn't flirting " draco narrowed his eyes. Harry hooked his leg around that of draco, making him trip over and fall over harry, who he instantly rolled over, pinning draco to ground.

" were you not ?" Harry breathed

" it doesn't matter-"

" you were flirting back" harry commanded

" okay, fine I was but you had no right- hmph" draco moaned softly as harry kissed him over the lips, kissing until the need for oxygen finally had made sense again.

" now tell me, how long have you wanted this?" Harry huffed.

Draco rolled his eyes, still pink from all the kissing " I haven't wanted this "

" okay " harry frowned as he leaned down, his lips lightly brushing over that of draco's " you sure ?" Harry asked not moving an inch closer or further

Draco's breath choked down, desperately wanting to lean forward to kiss him again but didn't to avoid giving harry the satisfaction of having the upper hand.

" you don't want me to kiss you again then? That's right yeah " harry whispered as he bit Draco's lower lip, earning a soft moan and his body involuntarily pressed against harry's

" seems otherwise " harry whispered.

" merlin " draco moaned. Smirking harry pulled away looking at Draco from a distance.

Sucking his cheeks, draco immediately pulled harry to him and kissed him again, this time in more desperation and rush.

" guess who's got the upper hand now " draco moaned as he freed his hands and put them in his hair.

" you" harry chuckled, Thoroughly enjoying kissing draco himself.

" jerk " draco chuckled

" you're the jerk " harry chuckled

" and you broke his heart " harry whispered against his lips smiling

" eh, he always knew it anyways " draco shrugged

" you really are a jerk then " harry smiled as he pulled away a bit, admiring draco.

" and you're the jerk who just broke my relationship and has basically manipulated me into kissing you " draco raised an eyebrow amusingly

" I don't regret it " harry regret

" me either " draco smiled and leaned in again.

Requests open

Day 37- you're my home, draco | Day 39- cuddle me in

Constant

They say he’s a constant: the boy who lived, the man who won. He died and came back, he keeps dying and coming back – and that, they assure him, is a constant.

It’s rigid work, but Harry doesn’t complain. Can’t, even if he wanted to. There’s a role for him to play, he’s told, a responsibility. A duty. He’s familiar – a constant. His presence is a balm. They use him to soothe, to untangle. Or they use him to break, to disassemble. In any case, they use him. Now there’s a constant.

He’s a beacon, they say. A northern star. A light to guide them home, to rebuild around, to remind and to alert. To keep in mind, always, and to lead the charge, forever. Even if he gets nauseous all the way up there, that’s where he has to be. A constant. They say he’s a constant.

But Harry doesn’t feel much like a constant. Some days he doesn’t feel like anything at all; everything is blended together, blurred beyond recognition. Days become weeks. Months become years. He doesn’t mind it, most of the time. You can’t really see much up in the sky, it’s all dark anyway. Perhaps that wasn’t it, actually: maybe it’s just that the part of him that used to feel was killed off with the Horcrux. Maybe it was worn off, used too hard and too much to now be sanded smooth. Or maybe he was just too high up, too far away to reach. 

It doesn’t matter, really – he’s meant to be a constant. People depend on him. Calendars are set around him. Laws are dictated after him, policies formed following him, parties held in his honor, and throughout all of it he just –

Nothing. He nothing. The faces of the people he once loved are all mush in his memory, and it’s becoming increasingly harder to extract a single one. And so he does what he can, which is what he does best, which is what he’s always done; he simply is. Whatever they need, what they want him to be. A constant. A northern star. And if that means he must be stranded in deep space, constantly in the darkness, then – well. Then there’s that.

Sometimes he wishes he could be a constellation. To share this – thing, whatever it is, to share something. But the northern star is destined, doomed, to be alone. Up there in the vast emptiness, surrounded by silence, seen but unseeing. A guiding light, a beacon for mankind. Harry is tired, but he’ll make do. It’s what he does best.

He’s a constant.  

For the @drarrymicrofic prompt, blue. Blue makes me think of Joni Mitchell’s stunning album, and her song from it ‘a case of you’ always hits me so hard:

Just before our love got lost you said I am as constant as a northern star And I said, “Constantly in the darkness Where’s that at? If you want me I’ll be in the bar”

“Letters are just pieces of paper,” I said. “Burn them, and what stays in your heart will stay; keep them, and what vanishes will vanish.”

— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

Scorpius, from the bathroom: Dad! I need help!

Harry: your son needs help

Draco: last time I heard he was your son too

Harry: but I- I- um *throws Aguamenti all over himself* I can't help him, I'm soaking wet

Draco: you're an idiot. I can't, I'm working!

Scorpius: Daaaaaad! Pleeease!

Harry: you're not, you're reading the Prophet!

Draco: er, c'mon, Harry, I-

Scorpius: HARRY! please, I need help!

Draco: HA!

Harry: *begrudgingly goes to the bathroom, dripping water all over* coming sweetie!

Love in daydream

For @drarrymicrofic prompt: thought

" do you think if you were a Slytherin you'd win the war ?"

" is that supposed to mean that Slytherin loses ?"

" mostly, yes. It's like the evil house sort of thing isn't it. I mean at Least that's what people say "

He gazed into the horizon of the drowning sun embroidering the redness like silk over the still water " it's evil that always loses Draco. And Slytherin is not about losing "

Draco shook his head smiling " you're quite smart, you know that ?"

" yeah I do " Harry chuckled jokingly, longingly staring at Draco. It was in those moments when he'd stare at draco he'd stare back that the time would relinquish. Those were the times when he'd remind himself that there was no finer art in the world than the malfoy boy himself, that there was no one he'd hold hands with but him, that there was no one he'd share a drowning sun to meet the night but him.

" don't look at me like that" draco whispered biting his lip

" like what ?"

" like you could love me "

In all unconsciousness, in his day dreams, in his thoughts, Draco was his and harry was his. But then again that's what it was, love in unconsciousness, love only in the heart not on the lips.

would you come back to me? - part 2

Part 2 - requested by @textrovert-01 @thebusyfangirl and myself ( lmao ) |

| harry and draco meets again, years later, their feelings perhaps still the same, as if they had never left.

Warning ⚠️- major angst | death | hurt no comfort |

The sun seeped through the small creek between the open french window as draco heard the faint footsteps coming through.

" dad, have you got a minute ?" His son asked. Draco pushed off the prophet in his lap, formed a smile and pointed at the arm rest chair in front of him

" what brings you here ?"

" I have all the time for you scorp " he smiled as Scorpius settled in. Scorpius formed a smile just like his own before continuing to talk.

" I got- letter- well a note more like " Scorpius frowned as he bought his small hands for draco to see it. Draco cautiously took the note and read.

" who gave it to you ?" Draco asked grinning

" Albus potter "

Draco swallowed sucking in a air before bringing upon his face another smile

" what's stopping you then ?"

" I don't know. He's Just- he's not like us you know. I mean he's good, he's great even but he's well, he's a mess you know what I mean"

Draco chuckled knowing exactly what he had meant, been through the same.

" Invite him over on weekend scorp. He's no different than you are, give him a chance and I'm sure he can touch different sides of you "

A small smile started forming over Scorpius's face as he understood that draco very much accepted whatever it was.

" thank you dad " Scorpius jumped up from the chair and hugged draco.

" anything darling " draco replied as he soothed his son's hair.

" don't make the same mistakes as I did " draco whispered letting go of Scorpius

" what do you mean ?" Scorpius frowned watching draco's face carefully.

" just- I made the mistake of judging someone by their appearance and regretted it for the rest of my life" draco pondered over in his thoughts as he still faintly remebered the first encounters.

" there's more isn't it ?" Scorpius asked after a moment

" no-"

" I can tell " Scorpius raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his small torso just like his own father. Draco broke in an amused smile as he realised his son learnt it all from him.

" you've grown up, haven't you " draco smiled " sit, I'll tell you a story then, you sneaky mister " draco tickled him softly making Scorpius chortling falling over in the chair in front of him.

" what's it about ?" Scorpius breathed heavily

" My first love " draco replied. Scorpius pushed himself upright, his palm beneath his chin as he bought all his attention into one single moment of tale and draco gave him the pleasure of hearing the story about the boy he fell in love when he was just 15, despite being on different sides.

" didn't he ever return ?" Scorpius asked as draco finished telling him about his last interaction by the lake.

" he did, after the war was over "

" then what happened ? Didn't you guys oblige to your promise ?" Scropius asked sitting almost on the edge of the chair

" we- we fell apart. He had moved on, I had to move on too " draco smiled sadly remembering watching first love walking out of the school not even glancing a look behind for him.

" that is sad " Scorpius's face turned into a small sad frown as he fell backwards

" indeed "

" didn't you fight for him or didn't he ?"

" it was a loosing battle scorp " draco sighed, answering what he answered to himself every night whenever he thought why didn't they fight.

" what if you could've won, at least once ?"

" we won only once when the world didn't know. We could've never won-"

" but what if you had ?" Scorpius impatiently jumped

" we would've-"

" but you never fought. How do you know !! What if after everything he's still waiting for you ? What if - what if he wants to be with you again? What if he was ready for a fight ?" Scropius asked

" he moved on Scorpius even if it hurts you and me both. He did " draco furrowed his eyebrows titling his head, watching how the story's ending upset him so much.

Scorpius got up from the chair, saddened by the story, as if a void was filling in his heart and slowly started walking away.

" Scorp " draco whispered, heaviness drowning his ever so light voice

Only for a moment Scorpius turned around and whispered " what if he didn't move on dad? What if you only thought he did ?"

Draco was bewildered with the tone of hurt and a sense of maturity overlaying his words. He looked at his growing boy fondly as wind blew his hair over his face " then if day comes when we'd meet again, I'll go back to him "

" I think mom would want that " Scorpius said and exited the room.

Draco sat there frowning to himself as the harmonious jazz music slowed down coming to an end. He looked at the picture over the coffee stand of his small family before Astoria died, his eyes glistening with the horrors of losing her

" if you ever get a chance, go back to him for me " Astoria whispered one late night a week ago before she died of leukemia

" what ?" Draco scrunched his face as he put their young son to sleep

" go back to him if he ever comes back draco. You asked my dying wish, That's my dying wish " Astoria instantaneously coughed. Draco immediately fetched water, helping her drink it.

" why would you want that ?" Draco whispered with the heaviness of tears Dared to spill.

" I took away you from him draco, I never wanted that. And I'm so sorry-"

" it's not your fault " draco eyes glistened as he held her hands, rubbing small circles

" isn't it ? " She asked smiling, her smile fragile as a glass yet so beautiful that it could light up a thousand worlds.

" it's not" draco replied saddened by his truth

" a part of your heart will always belong to him draco "

" I don't love him anymore. I did once, not anymore "

" then why do you keep his picture and look at this picture every night before you sleep ?" Astoria asked as she unclasped her hand to show a small picture of him and his first love.

" where did you find- it doesn't matter Astoria. I love you" draco kissed her hands softly, taking away the picture and putting it away.

" I know you do draco, you always have. You have spent your entire life after him trying to provide me love the same way you gave to him , but even if truth hurts, you knew you could never love me wholly. You loved him draco and you'll spend the rest of your life loving him-"

" that's not true astoria. I have always loved you and I always will -" but astoria pressed her hand against draco's lips as a single tear fell from her eye, giving him a small saddened smile

" lie to me if you will, lie to your heart, never do, for it only beats once and will only beat for one " Astoria recited " I have loved you, when the sun has risen and when the moon has drowned, I have loved you when the grass has turned green and I have also loved you when the grass has fade to yellow, I have loved you- what was it after this ?" Astoria asked pulling her hand away from that of draco's lips.

" I have loved you in every poetry and will always do, for in every poetry, I hear your voice. I have loved you and I have to deal with it because in the end even the stars choose destruction over life and you, darling are the brightest star " draco went on, heavy tears escaping his eyes. Astoria softly placed her hand over his cheeks and gently wiped them away..

" you wrote it for him " Astoria said, it wasn't a question but a statement. Draco kissed her knuckles, little sobs escaping his lips. Astoria pressed her lips in a thin line to avoid her sobs but a broken heart Could've Only beared so much. She put her head on top of his, letting her tears wet his hair.

" give him a second chance draco. He deserves it " she whispered as she kissed the top of his head.

" I love you " draco whispered, gazing far into the distance with sorrows and regrets of his life pulling him under.

Draco wiped away his tears, kissing the picture he had picked up then opening the back of the frame to see the small photo Astoria had grasped in her death bed that night. He longingly stared at it before locking away the frame and keeping it over the coffee table again.

He loved him, he Always have, whether he admitted or not.

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A few days later when Scorpius had finally informed about Albus coming home, draco's heart beat have been on the run the entire time, Only realising then that he'd see harry after years, years in seperation.

Scorpius had been jumping up and down all day, excited about Albus coming over, the first friend he made in so long after his parents. He was so excited that he cleaned his collection of small broomstick over 3 times before he finally heard the floo going off and footsteps coming in.

Scorpius excitedly jumped off the chair, immediately walking to the door, draco walking behind him. The first thing he saw was the exact copy of harry standing in the middle of the living room. And then he finally heard

" malfoy " his voice sounded firm. Draco finally looked up at him, his breath halting just for a moment

" potter " he nodded just as sternly as the whirlwind of moment's from past danced in reels in front of him that he didn't even he heard theirs sons running away upto Scorpius's room.

" so.. " harry awkwardly said as he rubbed the back of his neck, a habit draco thought he still haven't dropped from whenever he was nervous. Draco almost wanted to smile and point it out to him but he's no longer the same person, nor is harry. He's no longer the boy he loved, nor draco was.

" tea ?" Draco finally asked

Harry contemplated for a moment before giving him a small " sure "

Draco nodded firmly walking into the kitchen, looking over his shoulder to make sure harry was following him..

" this place isn't like I remember " harry said after a few moments.

Nor is he.

" I got it renovated after father died " draco replied as he poured some water in kettle to boil.

" right"

" I heard about it, I wanted to reach out but then - well I couldn't. You probably had a lot of other messages I'm sure " harry awkwardly said.

Why didn't you ? I waited .

" I did. A loads from ex death eaters too " draco replied as he took off the kettle and poured into two small cups with tea bags already dipped in.

" milk?" Draco asked turning around to see harry awkwardly standing in the middle of the dining room.

" oh- sure yeah " harry replied

" please sit, ha- Mr. Potter-"

" harry " harry corrected

" I think we deserve to call each other by names whatsoever " harry added pushing his hands down into his pocket.

Draco firmly nodded, pouring milk in Harry's cup and unusually not in his. Draco put the cups over the small table, offering biscuits.

" sugar ?" Draco asked

" no- thanks " harry pressed his lips in a thin line, taking the cup in his hand, frowning when he looked at the other cup.

" no milk for you ?" Harry asked.

Draco shook his head, almost flinching by the bitter taste

" but you- nevermind "

" I stopped taking milk a couple of days ago " draco lied

" why ?" Harry asked curiously

" scorp is lactose intolerant, we found out recently. It's an approach to make him feel better too " draco lied smoothly again.

Harry frowned but didn't ask further.

" I'm sorry about your father though. I really wanted to reach out " harry said seriously.

" and I'm sorry about your separation. Scorpius told me just yesterday. I hadn't known it otherwise " draco replied drinking his tea

" I'm sorry about Astoria " harry sympathetically said, cautious even to make sure he didn't overstep his boundaries.

" it's alright " draco replied as he gulped his tea entirely and put away his cup in the sink..

" so I heard you're applying for Hogwarts finally ?"

" Neville told me " harry added.

" yeah- it's a good place to work in. It was finally time I paid back my respect to Hogwarts when I should've years ago " draco replied, walking back over to the table.

" good for you " harry awkwardly replied again and soon they fell into silence.

" you're still in DMLE then ?" Draco asked after a couple of moment's

" no actually, I quit long time ago. I coached for Ginny's team for a time but then I finally opened a restaurant bar " harry replied, his lips pressed tightly together putting the empty cup down on the saucer.

" oh- that's quite good " Draco replied with much appreciation.

" how did you know about DMLE ?" Harry asked

" oh- prophet " draco replied.

" right "

" tour of the house ?" Draco asked suddenly

" sure" harry replied and they got up to take the tour of the house.

When they finally reached Scorpius's room, they heard faint whispers coming from the room. Amused harry pushed open the door.

" dadd, privacy " Albus whined.

Draco and harry chortled shutting off the door behind them " what do you think they're doing ?" Harry asked

Draco smirked " wanna find out ?"

Harry's eyes widened in surprise as draco casted a spell over the front of the door that caused a blur image over the door.

" draco, privacy " harry chuckled taking draco's wand away before they could've properly looked through

" I'm kidding, you Couldn't had even possibly seen through the door properly even if you wanted to " draco gave harry a smile

" I think our now so grown up kids wouldn't enjoy us invading their privacy " harry chuckled again

" talk about grown up, sometimes scorp is really like I'm watching myself in the mirror " draco chuckled as the started walking down the steps towards the garden

" he really is your copy "

" isn't he !" Draco smiled at harry once again, freely for the first time that even if harry tried to not be mesmerized by his smile, he was still lost for a few moments.

Caught in the moment, harry cleared his Throat, breaking them both out of their moment of fondly looking at each other.

" anyways. Albus is exactly like you " draco said as they reached the final step

" oh yes, I mean I wouldn't say exactly. He looks a lot like me-"

" specially your eyes "

Harry turned his head to draco, shocked for a mere second before continuing " especially my eyes, yes but he's a lot like Ginny. After he lives with her "

" I thought you Would've gotten a shared custody?" Draco asked

" oh we do, she gets them for the week, I mostly get them for the weekend " harry explained

" and its easy ?"

" dad- oh "

" what happened Albus ?" Harry turned around immediately to the voice of his son

" I was- well I was going to say we should probably go, mom would pick me up in another hour and we still have homework to do, well mostly you "

" Albus, I do not do your homework " but it was too late, draco was already stifling a laugh

" oh as if you don't help your son" harry rolled his eyes

" oh I sure do " draco sarcastically replied before chortling away.

" whatever draco. I'm just being a good dad " harry rolled his eyes

" so?" Albus cut them off

" yeah- I mean we do have your homework to do " harry replied

" can we come over next week mr. Malfoy ?" Albus asked

" Albus " harry exclaimed

" oh no it's fine. It's an empty house. Scorpius sure would like that very much, wouldn't you the boy behind the pillar " draco called out

Scorpius came out from behind the pillar blushing in embarrassment of being caught.

" it'd be a pleasure to have you over Albus " draco leaned down to Albus's height, ruffling his hair.

" wow he doesn't let me do that" harry rolled his eyes

" well you do ruffle hair quite agressively harry " draco smiled

" whatever draco " harry smiled back.

They were cut off by theirs son's fake coughing, who had a smug look upon their faces.

" right, we should go " harry said

" next week ?" Draco asked immediately

Harry raised an eyebrow before giving him a nod " I'll see you next week, draco "

As weeks went on and on, Albus and Scorpius brought up more and more plans and reasons to see each other over the weekends, making harry and draco inevitably face each other, whether they liked it or not.

It was only one Time when things took an unexpected turn when harry had ran late from work and entered his house to find draco with their sons, sleeping over each other. Harry smiled at the sleeping figures before quietly entering the kitchen and fetching himself some water. Accidentally of course, harry shut the cabinet door too harshly, waking draco up from his sleep.

" Merlin, I didn't wanna wake you " harry said

" it's quite alright " draco softly groaned as he gently got up without disturbing the boys and sat by the kitchen table.

" I'll get you tea " harry said as he poured some water into the kettle and readied the cups.

Draco frowned looking behind harry, over something. Harry looked behind him over the magents over the refrigerator. Draco got up to get a clear look and when he finally reached he took out the small rough sketch..

" you still have it ?" Draco asked

Part 3

People what have you made me do !!!! I am sorry for the angst, I myself cried a bit ngl. Tags mentioned who previously reblogged - @thecornerofbelu @drarry-is-my-therapy @loves-to-read-fanfic @trcacletart @railmeharrypotter @abbott27 @riana-drarry and couple more.

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31. Would you come back to me?

Prompt used- doing a pinky promise. This post have been inspired by one of @drarry-is-my-therapy recent reblog and one of @fqirycircle drawing, which is absolutely amazing. TW- ANGST | HURT/COMFORT | Harry's heart had always belonged to the boy by the lake.

" dad" Albus said as he watched his father cleaning off the used utensils

" yea " harry replied looking over his shoulder to his son sitting behind the kitchen table.

" I- I was talking with mom the other day and she told me something " Albus nervously said

" oh yeah, what'd she tell ?" Harry chuckled

" why you guy's really separated " Albus replied. Harry stopped dead for a moment looking blankly at the utensils until he resumed washing, not replying anything yet.

Once done, harry wiped off his hands over his apron, handing Albus the cold coffee he had just brewed, taking one for himself, he sat down in front of Albus with a curious smile.

" so what'd she tell you ?"

" well- she doesn't want me talking to you about these things but I- think I'm big enough to know these things now, don't you think ?" He nervously asked once again.

" well- albus I think you are " harry gave albus a friendly frown and with that Albus immediately loosened up, giving harry a genuine smile.

" so what did she tell you ?" He asked once again pointing Albus to drink his cold coffee.

" well- she told me- that you guys didn't love each other " Albus said

" I do love your mom Albus-"

" just not the same way, right ?" Albus asked. Biting the inside of his cheek harry deliberated whether he should actually let Albus know or not, until he did, knowing if he were where Albus was, he'd want to know too.

Harry nodded hesitantly.

" but you guys seemed to love each other so much? Like all the things you did, I mean i don't get it how could you just fall out of love you know ?" Albus asked a little irritated by the fact that his parents had actually fallen out of love. Harry is suddenly strongly reminded of a very Vivid situation, the situation he'd been so familiar with.

" Albus- I think what you're trying to say is that we Always cared for each other. We often confuse love with care. At much later part of our marriage, before separation we had almost forgotten what was it like to love each other and simply cared for one another" harry explained.

Albus clenched looking at his father, " so you're saying one day we eventually fall out of love ?"

" what- no- Albus, no that's not what happened- hell " harry immediately responded.

" then what happened ?" Albus aggressively asked

" it's- it's just more complicated than it seems Albus but I want you to know that love is real, alright. Just because your parents didn't work out doesn't mean love cannot exists, look at your uncle Ron and aunt Hermione, I've rarely ever seen love like that and hell I can't even tell you how much time they had spent crushing desperately over each other for years. We're sorry- really for setting such a bad example but we're not perfect, nobody is. It's simply is we couldn't make it work and we regret it " harry sighed pushing his hair back from falling over his face.

Albus shoulder slumped down a bits, staring at the water ring on his coaster absent mindedly.

" just say it albus. Don't keep it in " harry encouraged knowing his son was deliberating about saying something.

Albus looked up at harry strangely, a look he had never looked at him with ever before, " she said- that you- you've never truly loved her. She said even though you loved her but a part of your heart Always belonged to someone else "

And everything stopped. Harry's breath caught in his throat, his hand stilled in the air, even his hair on his forehead became still. He was shook Ginny had told him something like that. It wasn't as if harry wasn't ever prepared for such conversations but the way it had twisted into something, it was unpredictable and he found it hard to focus on one thing.

" is it true dad ? That you loved someone else too ?" Albus contemplated nervously.

Harry looked up at albus, not realising when had he ever leant down and cleared his throat to gain his voice back.

" I never cheated alb-"

" I know. She knows that but she says she knew that you Always have loved Someone else too " Albus bit his lip nervously hoping he hadn't offended harry by saying something so personal.

" i- I never thought she'd actually tell you this" harry eyes widened in surprise as he cleared his throat once again.

" w- I shouldn't have bought this up- this is just-"

" hey hey, it's fine- you said you're big enough to know these things now- well then " harry interjected nervously " she's right. I- my heart as she put it, one part of it has always belonged to someone else " harry sighed closing his eyes, glimpsing back in his memories of that one Particular person.

" oh- who ?" He asked curiously

Harry raised his eyebrows, chuckling nervously, not believing it even for a second that he is infact about have this conversation.

" someone" he finally replied.

And with that harry is brought back into his memories from years ago, that one person's laughter resonating in his head, that one smile which was only reserved for him, that voice which echoed in his head every night, as if it was calling harry to it but just as he reached the bottom, there would be another bottom and he would be stuck. Everyday. And as harry started to finally tell Albus about his first love, he flows into his memory of the last day of 5th year after harry had recently lost Sirius and was extremely vulnerable, around the black lake away from everyone, in just his own little bubble with him.

The lake reflected with the red and yellow light of the dropping sun from across the mountain and a faint breeze drying Harry's face covered with tears. He has someone's arms around his shoulder, cooing him, reminding him one day everything would finally be fine but he didn't had it in him to even understand what he was saying. He was crying, heavily breathing because of the heart clenching pain, the void in his heart which had finally filled had now grown bigger, how was anything ever supposed to be fine..

" we need to end this " harry abruptly said

" what ?" He asked confused by Harry's sudden outrage with something complete nuisance.

" we can't- I can't keep doing this " harry replied numbly

" wha- why not ?" He asked furrowing his eyebrows, feeling slightly hurt by such abysmal suggestion.

" don't you see, I lose everyone one day and I- I can't- I don't want to deliberately lose you " harry replied looking at him.

He frowned " you're not losing me harry-"

" then will I not ?" They had never talked about future, only because it remained so uncertain that they hated the idea of future

" no- you will not " he replied

" and you are absolutely 100 percent sure ? Isn't there a possibility someone would find out about us and it'll spread like a wildfire and everyone would desperately try to separate us !" Harry exclaimed

" okay harry- first calm down. Nobody have found out about us in the last one year, it seems highly unlikely someone would-"

" voldemort knows " and suddenly both of their breaths came to a halt. One word and everything they owned collapsed onto the ground as if it was the fragile chandelier hanging on the top of a broken roof.

" how-"

" he can see in my head. We can't keep doing this-"

" then we fight-"

" I'll fight- can you ?"

And there was silence. He wanted to respond that he would but he didn't trust the world, even if he trusted himself. He hated the world. He was weak, fragile and in a fight against the world, he knew he'd always lose, over and over.

" we are on opposite sides of war. Voldemort's came out. He'll be rebuilding his army. Everything is going to change. Even us" harry tried to explain without wanting to break down. This was the first time harry after sirius had sensibly talked but it was self preservation speaking for him, he couldn't afford to lose someone he really loves, once again. For once he wanted to protect his heart, he couldn't roll it over his sleeves when his sleeves were covered with thorns. It would be a death call and he couldn't give in, just yet.

" you and I- people like us don't belong together. The world will never understand us and this is the first fight we'd lose. I want this but it's going to be difficult. We can't be together as Long as we are on opposite sides-"

"Then I'll be on your side- "

" you are " harry responded giving a weak smile

" but I belong on the other side" he replied looking far ahead over the lake as if the realisation had finally dawned upon him. Something he had always known but had now slapped him right in the face.

"yes " harry replied looking at him, Saving in his memories the last time what he really looked like, his smile, his long lashes, his crooked nose, his pale skin, his tinted cheeks, his soft ears, his soft hair, his storm filled eyes, his pink plumped lips he had kissed so often. Saving it away for one day what it would look like in a pensieve.

" we knew what we were getting into but we took the risk nevertheless. It was a deranged path and we knew it from the beginning " harry softly said clutching other man's fingers with his own.

He didn't reply, he just longingly stared at the waters, as if he was remembering them not harry.

" so we give up ?" He finally asked turning to harry with unseen part of his face wet with tears. Harry reached forward wiping away his tear but they didn't stop, they only flooded more with Harry's touch.

" no, we- we promise to come back once again after all this is over" harry smiled softly.

" and you believe there will be coming back after all ? What if one of us- dies " he hesitated In fear of only imagining it.

Harry started at him knowing it was one of the possibilities but wasn't ready for such thing. It was a huge possibility that one day harry might lose " I have hope for us " harry suddenly spoke out loud. The thoughts In his mind had unknowningly reached his lips and there wasn't a going back from that.

The other man stared at harry long enough, he too concealing this part of him for that one day they'd meet again.

" promise me then if we make it through, we'll come back to each other " he asked, his voice sounding not more than a quivering sound.

" I promise that If I make it through one day, we'll meet again and come back to each other" harry replied

" pinky promise ?" He smiled.

Harry chuckled, then nodded

" do you promise ?"

" I promise "

" what happened then ? How'd you wind up with mom ?" Albus asked curiously, a faint yellow light from the evening bouncing over his brunette head.

" did he- die ?" Albus asked almost heart broken

" what- no " harry chuckled

" then what happened ?" Albus asked again

" he- broke the promise. We belonged to someone else much before we could've even belonged to each other. When I met him after the war and his probation, he had changed completely " harry replied reminiscing about the specific day

" then didn't you ever ask him again ?" Albus asked almost jumping off his chair.

Harry gave a small smile " I couldn't "

" but why- what if he had still loved you ?" Albus asked

" as I said he was completely changed. He wasn't the man I fell in love with. He never asked either. It died out over time. Besides I'm pretty sure he had already forgotten about it. Also I think he was engaged by the time we met again, it didn't make sense" harry replied

" then didn't you ever like try to stop his wedding like In those romantic comedies mum watches ?" Albus asked excitedly

Harry laughed picking up their glasses and going over to the sink " she's always loved them. You've got to stop watching them if that's what you're cooking in your head Albus. Real love Is different than what they show, it's not just one fight and making it up. Its so much efforts, fights, pain, drama and so many other things"

" but If it's the right person, it'd never feel like that would it ? If you really love someone then those fights wouldn't be so bad or there wouldn't be pain or drama. It'd be a happy relationship, wouldn't it ?" And in that small sentence albus has unknowningly managed to define true love.

Harry looked at his now grown up son, crossing his arms smiling impressively. And nodded.

Albus sighed in relief, slumping down in his chair. Harry quizzically analysed Albus until his expressions changed to sometimes brief.

" who is it?" Harry asked knowingly

" what?" Albus blushed

" who's this person you're suddenly relating everything to ?" Harry teased poking Albus Playfully.

" there is no one dad" Albus blushed embarassed, jumping off the chair, taking a few steps back.

" come on- I told you my story. I atleast deserve to know who it is " harry smirked crossing his arms in front of him

Albus sighed rolling his eyes" he's from school"

" ooh, someone from school. Like father like son" harry teased

" dadd " Albus whined blushing

" okay- fine, fine. Who is it then ?" Harry asked giving up with the teasing.

" it doesn't matter, he doesn't like me " Albus sighed crossing his arms in front of him in disappointment.

Harry carefully analysed Albus's face again, remembering exactly the same way he felt "it's the Malfoy kid, isn't it ?"

Albus's eyes suddenly shot up in surprise.

" how did you-"

" you're my son. Of course I'd know" harry sighed uncrossing his arms and stepping forward and placing them in the kitchen table, leaning forward.

" don't make the same mistakes I did. Ask him out. Write to him maybe. I'm sure he'd agree " harry suggested.

" mistake ? What mistake did you make ?" Albus asked curiously.

Harry gave him a firm smile before he putting his hands away from the table to his sides " it's a story for some other day, your mom is gonna be here to pick you up in an hour. Do your stuff and we'll talk about it next week? What say ?"

Albus frowned before letting go and nodding.

" one last question dad "

" shoot" harry said as he started washing those used cups again

" did you ever love mom as much as you loved that someone ?"

Harry smiled this time not stopping " I- love like that happened only once. I loved your mom a different way. I loved him a different way "

" but who'd you love more then?"

Harry turned around to see Albus standing there leaning over the kitchen table curiously " I will not answer that. Now enough with my love life. Go do your homework " harry said a little sternly in his father like adamant voice.

Sighing Albus gave up.

" okay, just one question, I promise " Albus plead again. Harry sighed before nodding.

" if now he came back in your life and asks you for a second chance, would you go back to him ?"

Harry smiled Shaking his head" yes- yes I would "

The next week when Albus came back for the stay, he seemed far excited than anything else. As soon as Ginny had left, Albus squealed.

" whoa there squirrel, what's got your knickers in a twist ?" Harry chuckled

" I've got an invitation. Can we please go to scropius's place. He offered for a while. I'll promise we can come back and do homework, he really wants me to see his collections. Can we please dad, please ?" Albus gave harry his puppy eyes in desperation..

Harry sighed before nodding.

" for an hour.. "

And with that after an hour, they flooed to scropius's place. The Malfoy manor.

They were recieved with a rather very pleasant place. It was no longer a dark, submerged place, it had been refurbished with mostly white and brown. It seemed like an entirely new place. Not one part of Malfoy manor looked like what it did ages ago ,and yet harry liked it better. It was welcoming. And just then he walked in, with scropius.

" potter "

" Malfoy" harry sternly nodded at Draco, losing himself again in that brief reminiscents of the past. He hadn't changed even a little bit as he remembered him from the day by the lake, yet everything had changed. Everything.

" we're gonna go " Albus didn't even wait and ran off with scropius, leaving harry and draco alone, both staring at each other thinking how the other had forgotten of the promise..

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( I've really been writing shit lately. Anyways hope you liked this one, I'd been very excited for this one but It haven't turned out as good as I wanted to, so .. )

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