Liars And Lovers - Part 2

Liars and lovers - Part 2

For the mending of hearts I broke @thecornerofbelu

In lies, there always was Love. A love to protect | TW- ANGST

"Mr. Draco malfoy also revealed in the interview that any rumours spurred about him and the war hero, Harry potter being more than friend's is a complete lie, adding that there exist no existence of any relationship between other than just civil friend's-" Hermione read.

Harry snatched away the paper with much force that it startled her " that's enough "

" mat-"

" I just need to be alone right now. If you two don't mind " harry distantly said before he walked out of the common room with his bag and the newspaper she was reading from.

He walked silently with his head down, storing away his emotions until he was out of the castle doors and ran towards the black lake. Only when he had reached, he climbed up on one of the trees like he had been taught by Draco, sat down on the seat they made together, as they called it their grieve spot and finally opened the crumpled newspaper.

He read the Vicious words of Draco and the photograph of himself on the front page. He stared at it long enough to see the drops is unnoticed tears Making a small spot there. Chewing the inside of his cheeks, harry burnt the paper with a single flick of his wand, bringing his knees to his chest, resting his head against the bark of the wood, crying. His heart clenched little by little as he hugged himself in the absence of any warmth. Anger rushed through his veins, not because of Draco but that he allowed himself to fall over the needles when he knew it was going to hurt him, he allowed himself hoping Draco would save him, but he didn't. He hated himself right now more than he hated Draco and he hated it even more that he still felt immensely for him. He hated it that he couldn't hate him because fuck he understood him and he hated it more. He should've seen the disaster coming faster towards him, but he remained there, standing under the broken buildings waiting for Draco to rescue him, only he didn't. He wasn't even there.

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It was after 3 hours of deliberating whether Draco deserved to see him or not, he finally showed up where Draco requested to meet him after an hour. His heart beating like a burning fire, either with rage or the burning desire, he was yet to figure out.

But it boiled him as soon as he saw Draco standing there in his beautiful black coat and his perfect flawless beauty telling him that he was one hour late. Harry wanted to just hug him and in the moment of weakness ask him if he was alright but he didn't, instead he sarcastically tuned to hide his breaking heart.

" also I think we should break up " Draco finally said

" you think we should break up ?" Harry frowned, as if he couldn't coherently make sense of the words that fell out of his lips " is that your decision ?" Harry added

" yes, I don't think we should do this " he said " we knew it wasn't going to last anyways and I m- I need the family name to go on and not being with you is the only way. It'll be just like a Little school fling " he added casually.

Harry stared at the back his head, his tears brimming up to the top, clenching his jaw, his nails digging into his palms to avoid feeling too much.

It'll just be like little school fling.

That's what it was to him, casual little school fling. Harry wanted to cry so loudly and his heart had as if fallen so down that he could've collapsed to the ground with the cruelty of those words . He could feel it in his stomach and his heart physically ached to listen to Draco just wanting to throw it away. The one man harry always thought would never leave him was also bound to leave and this hurt him more than seeing anyone die. It ripped him but he told himself he deserved better. He deserved better than someone just wanting to break up just like that, but he knew he only wanted draco, the one person who was forbidding harry to have it.

" fine " Harry mumbled after a long pause, wiping his falling tears, sniffing.

" it's better anyway, I'd rather be with someone who doesn't throw me away " he whispered

Sighing Draco turned around cupping harry's face " you know it's not like that "

Harry looked anywhere but his face because he knew it in his heart that if he looked at Draco, he'd never be able to look away. He told himself It'll just make it all easier " seems otherwise "

" hey " Draco tried to budge Harry's face to look at him but he didn't "look at me, please" his voice broke.

Harry gulped with a clenched jaw, his heart dropping at the sight of a broken draco " what ?"

" I'm sorry " Draco Whispered as he kissed Harry's forehead. Harry blinked his eyes, a tear Falling down his eyes, his hands twitched on his side's to just hold Draco, he wanted to hold him and tell him that it's alright but it hurt so bad, it ached him so much that he couldn't possibly think of anything but the grief that subdued his already heavy heart. Harry hummed in response because somewhere he wanted Draco to understand that he Wants to forgive him, someday he might but right now he couldn't. Frowning, Draco hugged harry. Harry almost broke down, wanting to hug him back, he even bought his hands half way up when he realised how bad it hurt that he just couldn't do it.

" hug me " Draco insisted. Harry wanted to say he wanted to, but he couldn't. He needed Draco to be hurt, he wanted him to understand what harry felt and what he was going to feel. He wanted him to feel what he felt when he sat down in loneliness, when he cried himself to sleep last night, how he felt when he hugged himself on the tree that day because he was touch starved but he hated it. It was a punishment, to himself and to Draco, because he was hurting him and draco was hurting him. It was the worst possible punishment but he wanted to, he wanted to make it hurt, more to him than draco.

Harry felt a tear fell down over his shoulder as Draco hugged him " you have to understand, harry "

Harry cried because he was making him cry and he hated himself, he cried because when he needed Harry the most, he couldn't give himself to him, he cried because Draco was hurting but he was weak, dying of a broken heart perhaps " I do, very clearly "

Draco's arm Only tightened in an unrequited hug, nothing more left his mouth but sobs of crying and harry controlled himself from falling apart. He was desperate to hug him back, maybe even kiss him one last time, telling him how much he meant to him one last time but he didn't. He couldn't. It was a part of letting go because Draco was ready to let go and harry wasn't and he needed to be ready.

" harry please" his Voice quivered. Harry heaved heavily as he felt his heart clenched to the maximum that it made him difficult to breathe but he needed Draco to be able to remember what it's like to hug him but he wanted to remember himself how it felt to not have hugged him back after all, for it to hurt, for it to remind him how he couldn't fight through for Draco, how he couldn't hold onto Draco. He was hurting, on purpose. It was pain to take forward, a punishment of love.

" harry, if you don't hug me right, I think I might fall apart"

That did it, Harry's last breath gave in and he said to himself more than Draco " you don't deserve it " and broke free to walk away without glancing back, Because he couldn't. He couldn't look at draco one more time because he needed to go away. It would make it hard and harry didn't know how much more he could've taken.

Only when he knew he was at a far distance from Draco in the forest, he leaned down his back over a tree, collapsing on the ground and cried his heart out in heavy sobs. It felt like Someone was stabbing him repeatedly right over his chest to his heart, then mending and then stabbing again for the pain to feel new each time. Harry fisted his palm and covered his mouth in the agony of unbearable pain, his body shaking with pain, and the rapid waterfall of tears never stopped. He cried and cried and cried even when he had nothing left because tears and memories were all left for him. Pain, his lost friend once again returned and visited his holy door and took harry with it, right into a disaster and left him to fetch himself. He perhaps wanted to just simply die of broken heart like every lover does in a poem.

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It was one month after, harry was numbly sitting over the window drinking his tea watching the rain cover the sky, abusing himself with the pain, digging his nails into his palm, reminding himself that there was life apart from draco but even the tree in the garden mocked him.

" harry " suddenly some yelled

Harry turned to see Ron heaving, desperate for air, as if he had ran down like 20 blocks.

" Ron ?" Harry frowned

" dr- draco " he only heaved

" draco, what ? Did something happen to him ?" Harry immediately sat up straight, worried if something had happened to draco, he wouldn't be able to bear it anymore.

" n- no. He- TV " he heaved, his heart over his chest, breathing deeply

" what ?" Harry was beyond puzzled.

" turn on the TV " Ron finally said. Harry got off the window sill and turned on the TV and gave Ron the remote who switched it immediately to news channel.

" Draco malfoy, the becoming businessmen in the very recent interview confessed that he is Infact gay much to his father's disappointment and claimed he lied before. He also mentioned inexplicably that he is Infact in love with none other than harry potter, after having denied any rumour that spurred through between them while harry potter, the war hero had chosen to remain silent on the matter-"

" what ?" Harry was beyond shocked.

" yes " Ron finally breathed fine " he confessed in front of everyone, harry " Ron grinned but harry was screwed.

He collapsed over the couch behind him, his hands pressed against his lips in mocking shock.

"by the looks of it, it's not a good thing ?" Ron asked as he kneeled down in front of harry.

" what? No. Fuck no. That arsehole just confessed for the first time on live interview and that Moronic idiot definitely have his death wish- that fucking-" but ron had started chuckling.

" what are you laughing for ?"

" you love him " Ron chuckled

Harry opened his mouth to deny, but he knew he was. He had known it for a long time but haven't said it out loud " so what ?"

" you care for him mate " Ron pointed out

" what's your point ?" Harry rolled his eyes

" that you still want him after everything. You'd be crazed stupid not to " ron smiled lightly as his light humour died out.

" I don't have time for this. I need to find him" harry sighed as he got up and quickly wore his shoes.

" where are you going to go ?" Ron asked

" anywhere his father doesn't murder him" harry sighed as he checked his pocket " look after the house, I'll be back "

" I should come -"

" I'll be fine " harry assured and opened the door.

And there he stood.

" harry " he whispered, his heart beating loudly.

" Merlin's fuck " harry exclaimed as he pulled draco in with his collar and shut the door behind him and locked it safely.

" are you fucking stupid? Is there nothing left up there or was it always empty and you just pretended to have something in there? What were you thinking showing up here? Wheat were you thinking with leaving in the middle of the interview and what the fuck is wrong with you ? I know you like it grand but the whole fucking news? You could've just told rita Skeeter you're gay, she would've made it big ? I am absolutely sure you have no Brain, I mean seriously?in the interview ? And what about your father? You do realise he's gonnna hunt you, what if they have a track on you ? What if someone had seen you, you literal arsehat ? Do you even know if someone's following you ? How would you of course, as usual you must've just ran. I can bet your arse your father-"

" I love you " draco cried as he hugged harry harshly stumbling him backwards. That ought to shut him up " and I swear this time if you don't hug me I'm going to rip of your arms " he sobbed.

Harry smiled lightly, hugging draco back, immediately tightening it after a second, one of his hands going into his hair.

" you stupid idiot " harry mumbled onto his shoulder.

" I love you " Draco only mumbled in his neck. Harry smiled, tears dripping from his eyes over his shoulder " I love you, I love you, I Love you, I love you " draco repeated.

Harry hugged him tighter, his heart breaking and sobs getting more louder " fuck you " harry mumbled

" and I love you " draco repeated

" I love you too " harry mumbled.

Draco separated, cupping Harry's face, wiping his tears away from the tip of his Thumb, pressing their foreheads together, gazing into his emerald eyes.

" I'm sorry " he whispered. Harry Twisted a strand of draco's hair on his neck before he too mumbled " I'm sorry too "

Draco smiled lightly before he kissed softly over Harry's lips in a much needed seek for comfort and affection and lost love of a month. He kissed him a soft desperation that only showed how much he missed him, how much he missed his touch, how much his missed his lips, how much he missed his affection, how much he missed this passion, how much he missed harry and how much he loved harry.

In tears harry kissed him in forgiveness, in apologies, in breaking apart, In desperation, in affection, in passion, in comfort, in filling the emptiness, in love.

They kissed in love devoid of the consequences, Little worries of what next. They kissed in love because they were together.

Harry wasn't left alone to fetch, draco was there to rescue him in his disaster.

And draco, harry had held him in the storm.

This seems like an abrupt ending. I tried to make it as angsty as possible. I tried my best. Happy reading.

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12. Liars and lovers

Dialogue prompt : If you don't hug me right now, I think I might fall apart.

Request by my favourite @thebusyfangirl @sunflowerishdolphin

TW- ANGST | highly inspired by young royals..

" you're just young in love. It's all just puppy love " beat

" it's not real. Wake up from this horrid dream" beat

" you're not in love, you can't be "

" you have black blood in you " beat

" you're a Malfoy " beat

It felt like flashes imploding in front of his eyes with the shutter of those lights going off with his heart palpating heavily like the beats of a rock music deafening his ears. He was over the solid surface but he felt as though he was in a Quicksand, sucking him under and his throat as if tied with a telephone cord which Only tightened with every beat. He could feel his hands but not his legs, it was weird, it felt strange like his eyes were closing but they were forced open. The feeling of the resting tongue on the top of his mouth felt very strange, as if it was the first time he was feeling it, but he wasn't. He always had felt it but it seemed so vivid. All his thoughts ran into had that wall always been that black? It was as if he was standing in the middle of a raging cyclone but not an inched of him was harmed as the water passed through him. And there he was, standing in his white sweater with emerald eyes, staring in the longingness , waiting for draco to take his hand.

" Mr. Malfoy ?" He heard. Draco's eyebrows shot up as his trance of thoughts broke and he looked at the opened door with a small figure's shadow casting on the surface.

" they're here " Reggie, the house elf said. Draco nodded from where he was sitting on the bed with a remembrall in his hand.

" I'll be there in a second " he whispered. Reggie nodded and left the door opened. Draco breathed heavily as he stood up and watched himself in the mirror, fixing his suit.

With a beating heart, he went where he was supposed to be.

" you know what to say ?" Lucius asked as he squeezed on draco's shoulder.

Draco reluctantly nodded, pulling his coat, shaking his hands to get rid of the anxiety bubbling.

Narcissa smiled fondly at her son, fixing his tie, then leaning down to whisper in his ear "it's all on you draco "

Draco tried to give a fake smile as he entered the living room, an interviewer waiting for him.

" the name had already a been corrupted enough for us that you had to be seen with the potter kid. Have our name not been tainted enough that you had to pull up another stunt to drown our name draco ? You're the hier of Malfoy, you can't be like this. We can fix this, fix you together but all you need to do is refuse any accusations that stand our way. You are a Malfoy draco, a Malfoy and we don't play with love. You are to marry a girl and live a life like everyone of ours and it ends there. You are to say, to deny everything printed out in Media. It's the Only way, the only way "

" are you ready ?" She asked. Draco heaved before he nodded, sitting down in front of her.

" we'll start of with the business you are bound to take upon soon ? So is it true that you had came up with the Malfoy business, right after you've been drowned in debt and you actually want to run something like that ?" She asked

" but I don't want to be the chairman or the bloody ceo or anyone of that company "

" yes, I will be taking over. And I very much look forward to it " he smiled stiffly.

" and is it also true that you will be in denial to any muggles and strictly follow a wizards and witches employees ?"

" people are never going to like it. Think-"

" that's enough Draco "

" yes. We believe that wizards and witches are the only one's capable of being our employees " draco answered with a stiff nod.

" and you're going to manage running the business alongside school ?" She asked

" but my education-"

" think about the family for one bloody second instead of just your own self " Lucius sneered

" I think it's very much that I run it alongside my education. And I very much think I'll do my best "

" now as of talking about the news that recently spurred through, you were seen with mr. Harry potter, at the recent fundraiser after party held by Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry ?" She asked, penning down with much interest

" big deal I was seen with him-"

" you can't be and that's the end of it. You are going to say that you were having a civil conversation, that's it "

" we have put our differences aside and I see no reason as why I cannot be seen with him " draco sternly replied, earning a low threatening glare from his father behind them " We were in a civil conversation if anyone interested " draco added

" so it's not true that you two were supposedly dating ?" She asked

" it's a lie "

Beat.

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Have that wall always been this green ? Draco wondered as he stared at the opposite wall longingly, unnoticed tears escaping his eyes. He didn't even cared anymore to wipe them away as the memories rang loudly in his head from the very afternoon, the conversation he had with harry himself, how he had let him down and his loving eyes and the pain it caused him. The look of pain etched so defined over his face.

" I waited like an hour for you " draco whispered as he watched harry come closer

" oh did you now ? Why was that mr. Malfoy? Shall I apologize my majesty?" Harry sarcastically replied as he crossed his arms in front of him after reaching close enough to have a conversation.

" harry-"

" it's potter to you " harry raised his eyebrows sternly

" harry, i can explain " draco sighed

Harry looked at the tree behind draco, almost rolling his eyes " and what would it change Malfoy ?"

" harry, please-"

" please what? Or do you want me to please you with another comforting things so you can bluntly say it to the media that we aren't fucking together " harry Snapped

" I had no choice " draco raised his voice

" you never have one draco " harry too raised his voice. Just for a moment, just one, draco wanted to scream at harry, to tell him thing's aren't served on a silver platter for him as everything think's it to be.

" I- it was the only way whether you accept it or not" draco sighed. He shook his head as he Turned around to watch over the lake they'd been standing near to away from everyone, their meeting spot. Maybe looking away would make it all easier, just maybe.

" also I think we should break up" draco suddenly whispered behind him.

Harry frowned as he turned to see Draco "you want to break up?"

" is that your decision?" He added

" yes, i don't think we should do this anymore then" Draco's voice quivered as he spoke through " we knew it wasn't going to last anyways. And I m- I need the family name to go on and not being with you is the only way. It'll just be like a little school fling "

"fine " harry whispered after a long pause, sniffing, wiping off his escaping tears.

" it's better anyway. I'd rather be with someone who doesn't throw me away " harry whispered.

Draco sighed turning to face harry and cupping his face in his hands " you know it's not like that "

" seems otherwise " harry distantly replied as he stared far ahead over the lake.

" hey" draco tried to make harry look at him but only met with stern denial " look at me, please " Draco chewed his lip controlling his emotions.

Harry finally looked at draco, his jaw clenched " and what ?"

" I'm sorry " draco whispered as he wiped Harry's tears and kissed his forehead. Harry hummed, avoiding draco's face again. Frowning draco wrapped his arms around harry, not meeting with the same..

" hug me" draco insisted

But harry didn't.

Draco let his tear finally escape his eyes over Harry's shoulder " you have to understand harry, please "

" I do understand, very clearly " harry replied stiffly

Draco had nothing more left to say. His tears spilled with his arms still wrapped around Harry's in unrequited action, feeling his heart palpating rapidly with a void.

" I'm sorry " draco whispered again, wrapping his arms tighter but met with only the emptiness of lost love. The pain soothed across his body with the denied physical touch harry had once enjoyed so much. He hated this harry, the one who didn't hug back, the one who was so distant. He needed his harry back, if only for a moment before they break apart but aware of the pain he caused harry, he knew he wasn't going to but he tried.

" harry, please " his voice quivered in Harry's neck

" if you don't hug me right now I think i might fall apart"

" you don't deserve it " and with that harry broke free and without a glance walked away leaving draco with the the agony of losing him. He wanted to hug harry, he really wanted him to, he needed to but harry didn't and somewhere draco knew he was left to deal with it himself from now on. Harry was gone and it was draco's fault.

" Draco I asked if you're coming for dinner ?" Someone asked as they opened the door slightly

Draco looked up from the wall to the door, pansy holding the door half open " you go. I'm not hungry " draco sniffed

Pansy looked at Draco with pity " take care " and she left, too.

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They were officially broken up. It was clear. Harry didn't spared a single glance at Draco, not even accidentally, he didn't share the table at potions with him either and much so, he didn't even cross paths with draco anymore but would rather be 4 minutes late to the class.

Harry was distant and not just with draco but with everyone else and it ached draco. Layin on the bed with lonely feelings, he missed their nights together, the nights of Laying under the star watching each other instead of the sky because they thought other was more beautiful. He missed the way Harry's wrapped around his waist from behind and the way he kissed his neck and whispered words so smoothly of a normal conversation as if it didn't affect him at all but most of them all, he missed kissing harry. He missed feeling the way Harry's lips Whispered in the howling wind his love for Draco. He missed it.

Draco threw his head back, sighing to himself, wiping away the tears of unhappiness that visited him like a nightmare every night after having lost Harry's because of his own faults.

But grief turned to sorrow, sorrow to pain, pain to numbness and numbness to anger, he threw away his journal at the opposite wall.

" fuck " he yelled as he harshly tugged at his hair " fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck " he groaned, crying heavily.

The entire month he had been waiting for the void to be filled with something, something other than harry but harry like a pest had reached the core of his heart and infected every inch that he missed him in every song, in every story, In every poem, in every walk, in every talk, in every conversation, in every tear, in every smile, in every melody, in every tune, in every aspect, he was infected with Harry's love and he missed him with the core of his infected heart that Could've only been cured by harry, who had left. Left for Christmas break, left draco, left everything about him.

He ran his hand down his face, pinching his nose trying to get rid of the feeling but nothing worked and he had to show up at another interview in another hour to talk about inauguration. He was screwed and he blamed himself.

" you are responsible for your own actions " narcissa had said one night " always remember that. Before anyone else's you're your own. Remember that "

" save the heart, you moron " harry had laughed one day while they were discussing a silly riddle..

" Save your heart, moron " draco's reflection mocked as he stared at himself in the mirror.

Wiping away his tears, he immediately got ready and checked out of the school.

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" and you'll be running the business, right ? Like your father expects ?" She asked, over the mic..

" yes, I will be" he replied, uncrossing his legs..

" Mr.Malfoy, if you don't mind of course, after having denied last month of any sparks of your relationship with mr. Harry potter, are you In general seeing anyone then? Someone who'd take forward the malfoy name ?"

That ought to do it, possibly. Draco stared at the fraction of people waiting for his reply.

" save your heart "

" you're your own "

" mr. Malfoy ?" She asked again.

Draco broke out of his trail, suddenly becoming aware of the mic in his hand.

What the fuck was he doing ?

Suddenly everything seemed so real and all he could think of was the emerald eyes, standing in the middle of the cyclone waiting for him to take his hand..

" I'm sorry" Draco suddenly said as he stood up, dropping the mic and walking off the Little stage

" Mr. Malfoy ? Can you please answer the question?" She asked again..

Draco looked at her before for one last time he picked up the mic and said " I lied "

" what do you mean you lied ?" 2 people asked

Draco stared at everyone, his mind doing circle one more time before he found the little courage and replied

" I'm gay"

" and I love harry potter "

Will have part 2

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Hey anon, whoever you are, hope you have a great day and here's something you should read, I request you, it's worth it- this

I literally thought about what to say but I think @drarrily-we-row-along said everything that was to. The thing is, yes maybe the drabbles might be predictable but I think I speak for everyone when I say this, aren't these drabbles or reading simply an escape from reality? Because for me this is. I'd much rather escape my cruel, harsh reality to read something that warms my heart, something that makes me giddy, something that makes people around me ask me what are you smiling for !! Really frankly anon, I challenge you to keep writing for almost 100 days straight up, keeping up with people's request, replying to a few, I challenge you, very friendly that is even.

But there's no hate without love. But allow me to tell you, there's more love for @drarrily-we-row-along than hate could ever exist, and wanna know why ? Because you can't hate her, the reason being, she puts up a smile on a 100 of faces every day and that would never be equal to a few hate comments she might recieve because from whoever, wherever you are, we are here with her to support her and will do as Long as critics exist.

And lastly, YOU ARE WORTH IT, YOUR WRITING IS WORTH IT, AND YOU MAKE ME SMILE WHEN I FEEL LIKE SHIT, SO KEEP GOING, LIKE YOU HAVE AND LIKE YOU WILL !!!!

Anon, May you find what you're looking for. We'd still give you our love.

Ok I don't want to throw hate unnecessarily fr take it as a creative criticism. At first when you started writing the drabbles I loved them too but after a while, even though the prompts changed, the concepts were just redundant( I mean the way you write out every story) At this point there's no reason to even continue writing these drabbles if it's just gonna be the same thing. It's so boring rn the same way they confess to each other in every prompt, they just suddenly confess,and also somehow end up loving each other secretly, them being so good to each other and nothing about school rivalry, I mean I know they're just drabbles but I've read what you wrote at first so I just think that you can do better. I hope what I said didn't hurt you if it did then im sorry

Hey friend!

Oof. Checking my notifications when I wake up in the middle of the night has finally bitten me in the ass.

I’ve written and rewritten this a couple of times because I’m having trouble not getting emotional about it.

Let’s start here: “I know they’re just drabbles”. You’re right, they are just drabbles. I don’t like to write things that don’t end happily, so in a drabble that’s only a few scenes long there’s only so much development I can do. I’ve actually said in several posts that I’m not a great drabble writer for this very reason. Maybe you’ll enjoy the longer, multi chapter things I’ve written when I find the time to post them. (Or maybe you won’t. 🤷🏼‍♀️)

Next: “they just suddenly confess, and also somehow end up loving each other secretly”. I like to think the ‘suddenly’ bit is because I’m bad at writing drabbles where there is limited space to build up to it, maybe that’s my pride speaking though. But ‘loving each other secretly’ is a little confusing to me. Do you mean that you’d like to see it be one-sided more often? (If that’s the case, loop back to the paragraph prior- I write things that have a sense of being happily completed.) Or do you mean that they shouldn’t be surprised that the feeling is mutual? Are you wanting one of them to confess and the other to say, “yeah, obviously. I’ve already planned our wedding.”? I just don’t get what you’re hoping for.

And I might have thought from those two bits that you meant you were sick of love confessions and want more established relationship drabbles but you go on to say that I address “nothing about their school rivalry”. In a drabble which is a couple of scenes at best I don’t have a lot of time to explore that and still end up with an ending that has them as even friends let alone together. (And these are drarry drabbles; they’re meant to end up together.)

I’m not entirely sure how to say the next bit without infusing my emotions into it. This part: “them being so good to each other” written as a complaint kind of gutted me. I don’t know what kind of world you live in, but mine feels shitty a lot of the time. I look at the world around me and I see so much pain, so much suffering, so much heart ache- I see people being unkind, people treating others disrespectfully, I see people who claim to love each other acting with anything but love. Things suck. And I can’t help but imagine that things suck for a lot of people. The world is desperate for a little tenderness. I am desperate for a little tenderness. At the end of the day, I want to put love and goodness into the world so I write about people being good to each other.

Let me briefly address these comments “I don’t want to throw hate unnecessarily but…” Justifying what you’re about to say with a precursor like that indicates that you know that the thing you’re about to say will be read that way. You reiterated it again at the end, “I hope what I said didn’t hurt your feelings”. Ooh boy. If what you want to say needs to end with an apology, maybe don’t say it, because all that says is ‘I know that I just said something hurtful but I don’t really care. I’m just trying to make myself feel like I’m still a good person’ because if you were really sorry, you wouldn’t have written it (or at the very least, you wouldn’t have sent it) in the first place. I say all of this only to ask that you not to send things like this to other people.

But you’re right. I could do better. I’m an amateur writer who only spends a couple hours a day writing fanfiction that I barely edit before I post. If I put in the time and energy I could probably write really beautiful things but I don’t have more to give at the moment. And maybe you’re right. Maybe these ficlets aren’t worth writing or reading anymore. Honestly the mean voice in my head says the same thing. My own internal monologue tells me that I am a one trick pony and asks me how many times I can possibly write about the same two idiots falling in love. As you say, the setting may change and the prompt may change, but the outcome doesn’t change.

But when that voice starts talking in my head I remember how many people have told me that the nonsense I write brightens their day. I remember the people who tell me that they love reading about the same two idiots falling in love over and over. Most importantly, I remember the people who say they want a relationship like that or that this version of Harry and Draco are “relationship goals”. I remember those people the most because if I can write something that helps people to know that they deserve to be treated like that, they deserve to be with someone who is good to them, then this isn’t a waste.

No, if my drabbles can brighten a day, or show the value of love, or help someone to know that they are worthy of love no matter what they’ve done or where they’ve come from, it’s not a waste.

And if it’s not doing that for you, if they’re boring, predictable, cliche, etc. that’s okay. Genuinely. You don’t have to like what I post. You don’t have to read what I post. Heck, you could start writing your own fanfiction so that it will be just what you want.

But I’m going to keep posting about these two being in love and being good to each other until it’s not doing any good.

Blessings on you and may you find what you’re looking for. ❤️

50. In the end

Prompt used- slamming hand over others mouth to shut them up | secret relationship | too fluffy |

" kiss me on top of the world and if the world Wants to watch, they can enjoy the enjoy while it lasts "

Harry was tired. He was tired of pretending that it was alright, when it so wasn't. This wasn't how his eighth year, after years of fighting should have been. He was supposed to be free and at liberty of how he could be and who he should've been.

When they all sat in the Great hall having breakfast, Harry only wondered how strange it would be to just walk up to and sit next to his boyfriend, eat with him, feed him even . He hated that student's did that with whoever they wanted after the whole solidarity between house's to freely sit at whatever tables they wanted but, harry was sure an exception. It boiled him when he looked at other couple's sitting together, Holding hands, maybe even making out in a hallway, and harry was deprived of such pleasure. He was even denied of even talking to his boyfriend normally.

But harry wanted to hold on because shit was his relationship great, it was incredible. For the first time in his life, he felt noticed, felt something other than just wild curiousness, anger and grief, he felt loved and not like the I support you Harry, we're like your family harry, it was the I wanna kiss you till their lungs gave out kind of love and was it incredible.

He made plans after plans, tricks after tricks, did things after things only for it to be rejected by his secret boyfriend, claiming" they'll never let us be " and was he right. And yet here he was planning another plan to convince his beloved boyfriend to come clean, until his attention broke from walking to hearing a thud of Someone falling over near. Harry hurried to be at the scene, only to be met with Draco being surrounded by some first and second year watching Draco on ground.

" what the hell happened ?" Harry asked as he kneeled down to help Draco up on his shoulder

" pot- what- what- I don't need your help potter " Draco sneered, still however in tinge of pain

" malfoy, you're hurt. Just don't try to act I'm all independent, let me help-"

" I don't need your help, potter " Draco snapped lightly

Harry was half mad and even was about to drop back Draco, only if he hadn't groaned in his attempt to walk.

Harry rolled his eyes, hung his arm around his shoulder and helped him to the hospital Wing

" I said-"

" I know " harry snapped, Draco didn't try to further counteract much upon it, even he knew not to meddle with mad harry.

Once they had reached the hospital wing, harry had helped Draco upon the bed, waiting for madam pomfrey to come back

" we could've been caught Harry-"

" right because oh my god, I had your shoulder around my neck " harry rolled his eyes, crossing his arms in front

" it's not that- the way you just wanted to help, I understand but-"

" okay that's enough Draco. I can't do this " harry sighed closing his eyes in mere frustration

" what do you mean you can't do this ?" Draco asked completely puzzled

" this- look- what we have is great, phenomenal even but I can't sit there and watch my boyfriend getting flirted over by someone else, or live under the shadows all the time because we two According to people don't belong together. I thought I could do this, this secret way but I can't and the reason is I don't want to. I don't want to live where I'm Afraid that if I come out and exclaim my love for my boyfriend people are going to hate me. I can't- I just- I want to be able to hold you hand publicly Draco not because I enjoy public display of affection but because you're my boyfriend and I have the right to hold your hand, publicly or not and people doesn't decide that for me. So either you live under the shadows Draco or not, that's your decision because I'm not going to "

Draco stared at harry mildly amazed at the little outburst. He was aware that it agitated Harry with the whole secret agenda of a relationship they had but he didn't know that Harry wanted to let go of it Because he couldn't remain private anymore.

" so- y- you're breaking up with me ?" Much to Draco's disappointment and his attempt to keep from Trembling, his voice came out slightly in a higher octave and rather cracked.

Harry sadly looked at Draco, pulling the chair next to his bed and holding Draco's hands " Merlin, no- or yes- I don't know. I just- I want you to know I Want you Draco, however I can't stay where everything is a secret and we are even forbidden to talk to.. I want you to understand that-"

" and I want you to understand the consequences " Draco lightly snapped

Harry exhaled, slowly leaving Draco's hands" then you care about the consequences Draco and I- I'll wait for you when you stop thinking of it " and with that Harry left the infirmary.

Yes, they partially broke, except Harry still sent him small cookies from the kitchen just how he liked but refused to meet Draco's eyes, even In secret.

That was until the news started to spread silently about Harry's current sexuality and how people really weren't surprised. Some maybe had bitched Harry behind his back, but it was sure harry really didn't care. He was happy with his coming out and was by far enjoying the little time in the boring sun of the lightness of the news.

Draco, however felt broken and guilty of not being able to give his boyfriend the simple pleasure of even smiling in public. He saw how Harry was happy to be out in open, but Draco could see how Harry wasn't half as thrilled as he should've been and somewhere Draco was at blame for their recent so called break up. It wasn't the same however, until Draco had caught up harry finding some book in the last aisle of the library before restricted section began.

Draco pondered whether he should go back, but he missed the way Harry kissed him and it had been entirely a week since that happened and Draco wanted to risk the world to feel it again.

Pretending to have been looking for something too, draco entered the last aisle, filled with distant silence and the sound of their breathing.

" harry" Draco finally after contemplating for five minutes spoke up

" malfoy" harry nodded, not moving his gaze from finding the book..

He hated being called malfoy, but he felt as though he deserved it "how are you doing ?"

Harry finally looked at Draco with a distant gaze before he turned to look for the book again " fine, thank you "

Draco breathed as he stepped closer to harry and with much hesitation wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, nuzzling his head onto Harry's shoulder from the back, giving him a small kiss over his exposed neck. Harry's stern composure quickly melted away only for a second, one second of enjoying the warmth before he became stern again

" malfo-"

" Draco " Draco corrected. Harry could be mad But he wasn't a heart of steel,

" Draco- what are you doing ?"

" trying to apologize "Draco muffled

" funny because I didn't hear you apologizing" harry scoffed as he remained still, his hands by his side, with an uncontrolled urge to hold Draco's.

" because you didn't let me- so- I'm gonna say now. I'm sorry, harry, would you forgive me ?"Draco pouted looking up from his lashed to the side of Harry's face

Harry closed his eyes for a moment, breathing deeply " fine " and he broke free of the hold

" what?" Draco offensively asked, almost snapped

" you asked for my forgiveness, I forgave you. Now If you'll excuse, I'm trying to find something " harry began searching for the book again.

" just like that ? Harry I apologized " Draco threw his arms in the sir

" and i accept your apology-"

" no you're no-"

" what do you want Draco? Kiss you and tell you that it's fine ? You didn't mention what you're apologizing for-"

" I'm apologizing for being an asshole and forcing you to keep us a secret even if you hate it "

" and does mean that you want to come out in open as boyfriend's?" Harry asked crossing his arms finally getting into one on one conversation with Draco

Draco looked at harry as he though Harry had asked for his kidney.

" see that's the problem !! You still don't want us to go public and I can't have that draco..I want you, I do, I really like you but not at the cost of only having you secretly " harry sighed as he subtracted some distance between them

Draco's jaw clenched as he chewed his cheeks " you think it's easy. Of course you do. You're the saviour of the wizarding world for the love of Merlin, people love you already. But have you even tried to give it as much of a thought that I'm still under probation of crimes I didn't commit only because I was on the dark side, because I'm an ex death eater, or the fact my father still have connections with murderers in the world to kill me if it ever gets out. It's easy for you to say harry, but me, it's not. People hate me and you don't have go through with it everyday, I have to. You think i like this, being in secret, fuck Harry no, I want to show the world that your ass is mine but I can't, because I don't want your death to be on my sake and only because I can't lose you. I want to kiss you and show it to the world as much as you but I can't. Because that's something I can't do " Draco's eyes almost welled with tears by the time he added " I don't want to be the reason people hate you Harry, I don't"

Harry immediately frowned as he walked further towards Draco until he was only few inches apart and held his arms " you can- you'll never lose me Draco. You can never be someone people will hate me for. I won't let that happen" harry sighed as he added " you're right, I- I understand and we can do this in secret. If that's what it is. So what if we can't be like the normal couple's, Holding hands under the tree or what if we can't, just go on a date under the stars, I can work with room of requirements, it's cozy anyways. I can't believe I was such a prat for this reason and you know what- I'm sorry for being a terrible boyfriend for not understanding you. I was just so crazed that I forgot that our differences still lie and even if we change, some people won't "

Harry shrugged, smiling lightly " do you forgive me Draco ?"

Draco wanted to say something, just something that meant screw the world, fuck what the world thinks, or something that was remotely related To I want to kiss you on the top of the world and the world can watch if they want but just as Draco tried to speak up, he's pressed against the back shelf lightly with Harry slamming his hand over Draco's lips to shut him up, it should not have been arousing, however it totally was as Draco watched harry trying to look behind Draco's head between the books to find if someone was coming their way.

"don't speak a word. Someone is here " harry Whispered In Draco's ear. It ran down a shiver over his back as he felt Harry's hand upon his waist and over his lips, catching him between his body and the shelf, and Draco only wondered how many times he'd like for that to happen..

" screw it " Draco didn't know he had said when Harry had momentarily taken his hands over his lips but he had

" screw what ?" Harry asked bemused

Draco looked over at harry's face desperately close to his own and without wasting so much of a second, Draco pulled harry closer by his sweater, slamming their lips together.

" screw secrecy" Draco mumbled against his lips, biting Harry's lips in desperation.

" what about everyone ?" Harry asked as he held onto Draco's waist to keep himself from collapsing, breaking away the kiss for a second

" I want to kiss you on top of the Eiffel tower and if the world watches, they can enjoy the show while it lasts " draco replied as he bored into Harry's eyes, filled with strange desire.

Harry chuckled before he pressed Draco further into the shelf, kissing the daylights out of him as though it was the last time he'd ever kiss him but as they say, make the first and the last's count, it was their first public display of affection and the world could watch the show while it lasted because In the end, it was them who ruled their world.

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Dialogue prompt requests open

Day 49- 5 times Harry was a pain in the ass

Requests open !!!

( I didn't had to make it large, but anyways, the requests are open )

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1. “Did I enter an alternate universe or did you actually just smile at me?”

2. “Try not to die.”

3. “Don't sound so disappointed, I might think you don’t like me”

4. “On a scale from one to ten, how bad do you want to kill me right now?” “I’m hovering somewhere in the high thirties.”

5. “Why are you doing that?” “Doing what?” “Treating me like a person

6. “Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture.”

7. “You’re not my friend anymore, remember?

8. “If you bite your lip one more time, I’m going to do it for you.”

9.“Why are you still here?” “Because I care about you asshole!”

10. “Nobody’s seen you in days!”

11. “Holding everything in doesn’t help, you know.”

12. “If you don’t hug me right now I think I might fall apart.”

13. “Are you flirting with me?” “You finally noticed?”

14. “If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

15. “You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions."

16. “I love you ! Is that what you wanted to hear ?”

17. “wHY DO YOU KEEP LYING TO ME ?”

18. “We both know that I should walk away, but I can’t.”

19. “I lo—-” “No, please… Don’t say that. You love her/him, not me.”

20. “Could you just take this pain away ? It hurts, so much… Help me.”

21.“Don’t ask her out again, please… You’re killing me, every single time you ask that.”

22. “Look, he/she wants you, just make him/her happy.”

23. “If you go, I’ll know that you never loved me.”

24..“We never were just friends, and you know it.” “I know it, but you deserve someone better than me.”

25 "HE WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!!!”

26. “You love me like I’m the person who actually deserves your love.” “But you are the only one who deserves it.”

27. “What happened to us?”

28. “Nothing has changed!” “Yes it has, and you know it.”

29.“Love isn’t supposed to hurt this badly.”

30. “You said you needed space. You were 5,000 miles away for a year, and you’re still unsure. I’m starting to think that an entire universe apart wouldn’t be enough space for you.”

31. “I want you to list every lie you ever told me. Then I’ll forgive you.”

emotional affair

written for the @drarrymicrofic prompt “savior complex” | M, 1.1k | thanks @moonstruckwytch for the beta 💕

“I’ll pick you up from the Portkey office,” Harry says quietly, “when you come back.”

Draco, still flushed pink from orgasm, pointedly rolls away from Harry and off the bed. “It’s just three days, for work. It’s not a big deal.”

“I’ll pick you up.”

“You’re not my boyfriend,” Draco spits, sharp and furious. “We’re fucking.”

Closing his eyes, Harry breathes around the ache in his chest.

“I’ll pick you up.”

~

Draco sits pale and tired, curled up in the passenger seat of Harry’s car. The radio plays softly, lyrics unintelligible, and Harry keeps both hands on the wheel.

“I could’ve Apparated,” Draco says, but his tone lacks conviction.

“Apparition sucks after an international Portkey.” Harry keeps his eyes on the pools of streetlight splashed across the dark road; if he looks over towards Draco the terrifying knot of his feelings will overwhelm him.

“I didn’t know you had a car,” Draco says softly after a few moments, shifting in his seat.

“You don’t bother to ask anything about me,” Harry replies levely, and Draco inhales sharply.

“Potter, I can’t–”

“Don’t,” Harry says quietly, suddenly exhausted. “Draco, just don’t, okay? We’re almost to your flat.”

Silence falls. Harry chances a glance across the car, the afterimage of Draco flashing on the back of his eyelids even once he looks away again; pale hair, dark undereye bags, crimson knit jumper.

“Can I come by tomorrow?” Draco asks softly once Harry puts the car in park outside of Draco’s run-down block of flats. Can I come by, the very prim way Draco asks Harry to fuck him. Harry doesn’t reply, staring straight ahead until Draco sighs. “You’re fucked up too, you know,” he says. His voice is flat, a surprising lack of venom behind the words, and for the first time Harry wonders if Draco is also exhausted by this. “I know why you never let me stay the night. Try convincing me to give you more of myself when you’re ready to let me in, too.”

When the car door slams, Harry lets his forehead thunk down on the steering wheel and breathes through the threat of tears.

~

He lasts three days before he’s standing on the threshold of Draco’s flat at midnight, knocking hard.

“What the fuck kind of time is– oh,” Draco says, swaying as he opens the door. “Harry.”

All of the words on Harry’s tongue die down at the way Draco says his name; curved and soft, as though it’s something precious, so unlike the sharp way he wields Potter as a weapon. It’s the way he says Harry’s name when he comes.

“Draco, can I– can I come in?”

“Why?” Draco asks, prickly once more, his expression closed off. “You wanna fuck?”

“No– well, yes, but not just–”

“Fine,” Draco says, trailing further into his tiny studio flat. His bed takes up an alcove off to the side, and he flops down on it, already shimmying out of his pyjama pants.

“Draco,” Harry says helplessly, coming to a stop next to the foot of the bed. There are long lengths of sheer fabric strung above the bed, pink and blue and green; something out of a dreamscape. He knows the sheets here, knows Draco’s body like his own. “Stop for a second.”

Draco cuts him a look but slides his fingers away from the waistband of his pants. “Why are you here if not for this?”

“To sleep,” Harry says before immediately flushing hot with panic. “I– I just wanted to sleep next to you.”

For a moment Draco is frozen, then he sits up and warily regards Harry. “You’re here to sleep?”

“I have bad dreams,” Harry says in a rush, looking down at his clenched fists. “I have– I have nightmares and I thought if I let you see that you wouldn’t want me anymore or worse you wouldn’t even care and I–”

“Stop,” Draco says quietly, reaching out to pull Harry onto the bed and into Draco’s arms. His hands are gentle, gentler than he’s ever been.

“I don’t want to lose you,” Harry whispers, and he didn’t want to say that because it’s too much and it will scare Draco away but he’s panicking. “And I don’t even have you.”

“Ah,” Draco says into Harry’s shoulder with a wry little laugh. “You do, more than you think.”

“Draco–”

“More than I let you see,” Draco amends quietly, and Harry goes silent, still trembling in Draco’s embrace. “Let’s sleep, then.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to fuck?” Harry asks, because he knows Draco, and Draco just laughs before rolling back and pulling Harry above him. His enthusiastic response is lost in Harry’s mouth, in the slide of their skin, in the rippling heat of Harry pushing in slow with his hands wrapped around Draco’s wrists. Draco comes first with a whimper, panting Harry’s name until Harry also shudders and stills, holding Draco tight to his chest. After a moment Draco casts a cleaning charm and they slip under the covers, facing each other, holding hands tightly as though this is a different life, one where they don’t have a war behind them.

“It’s not pretty,” Harry says quietly, feeling the need to warn Draco. “My nightmares. Before we broke up Ginny said it was– bad. If you need to tell me to leave I will, I just–”

“I have them too.” Without Harry’s glasses Draco’s face is slightly blurred, but his eyes are so impossibly bright. “If you want to be here, if you mean it, I’m going to stay.”

“I do mean it,” Harry says, seeing through Draco’s words to the question underneath. Without his usual harsh facade Draco seems so vulnerable, so young, and Harry shifts to wrap his arms around Draco’s slim waist. “I’m sorry I didn’t– that I couldn’t do this before–”

“I’m not easy to hold onto,” Draco says almost apologetically, tucking himself closer to Harry, and for a brief moment Harry can’t breathe because Draco is here, letting himself be held in Harry’s arms.

“I’m fucked up too,” Harry murmurs, echoing Draco’s own words. “I just want you.” He’s never said it so plainly before– Draco’s never let him– but he knows it all the way to his bones. He wants to hold onto Draco, through sex and nightmares and dawnbreak. He wants to keep Draco warm.

“Yeah,” Draco says softly, then more desperate: “Harry. Harry.”

“I’m here.” With a flick of his fingers Harry turns down the lights entirely, throwing the room into darkness. Draco’s breath is damp on his collarbone and he presses a kiss to the soft strands of Draco’s hair. “Just… stay.”

Draco hums tiredly. “As long as you want to stay, Harry, I’ll be right here.”

I didn't know I had to see this until now

Somewhere in an Italian rivera 🌊