Till The Sun Burns And Moon Shines

Till the sun burns and moon shines

It was in that one moment before he left when his eyes met mine and in that one gaze he said everything he couldn't find the words to say to me. His eyes poured the agony of having to walk away, the hurt, the pain, the ache, the grief of it the tainted history they'll carry.

I never thought we'd meet this end, one last looks kind of end. I always thought if there's one person who's meant to go down forever, it'll be with him but life plays one card so cruelly and from winning the game, you end up losing it all, just one last flip, just one sign, one number of a card that changes everything. For us, it was me forcing him to fall out of love with me.

But I think he knew that I forced him to leave me, I think he knew I never meant when I said I didn't love him anymore because he knows I'll never stop loving him but everything stands against us but Harry, if you don't know this, I hope when you met my eyes, I hope you learnt the words that never left my lips. I hope I told you in my gaze that we were just two people who were meant to meet but never meant to work out, that we were just a product of the right person at the wrong time, I hope I told you that I'll love and cherish everything you ever gave me and I'll never meet anyone like you, that I'll always, always love you and there will never be anybody else, that even if I cross your path one day know that I still love you, that in my dreams it'll only ever be you, that if I wish upon the moons and the stars and the infinity, it's you I'm wishing for but we were not meant to work out.

But if by chance, life flips me again, gives me another card and gives me one more chance, gives us one more chance, I'll take it and change our fate and that time I hope you take it too, until then you belong with someone else but I'll be yours, for as long as the sun burns and the moon shines.

(yes, I'm still alive, just trying to fix my life somehow)

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In the whole wide world, only you

Fluff

He had been sitting on the couch for the most part of the evening, reading, like he normally did whenever he was alone. He liked the silence in the flat but only the light traffic from outside he could hear, he liked those moments of being alone. He enjoyed them while it lasted and It was one of his silent alone nights until he heard the door open and the keys being kept on the counter with a long sigh and he just knew. He smiled to himself and waited for the man he loved too dearly for his own good to appear at the door of the living room and soon he did.

Harry looked at him with exhaustion before Draco put his book aside on the coffee table and said, "Long day?"

"You wouldn't believe." Harry sighed.

Draco smiled lightly and sunk a little further in the couch to make some space for Harry and opened his arms for him to join, "Come here and tell me all about it."

Harry walked slowly and tiredly towards the couch shaking his head, saying that he didn't want to talk about his day and instantly collapsed over Draco upon reaching the couch, making him laugh,

"You're gonna crush my bones, Harry." He laughed lightly.

"Well, now you know what my insides feel like." He muffled against his chest.

Draco threw his head back a little unable to control his chuckle. He wrapped one of his arms around Harry's torso and the other one in his hair and kissed the top of his head softly, "You're too exhausted, my love."

Harry hummed without moving a single inch.

Draco gazed at him fondly then shifted a little more closer so Harry could be a little more comfortable and ran his hands through his hair.

"Do you want me to make you some coffee?"

Harry only shook his head and slid sideways so he laid beside Draco now.

"Are you sure?" He asked again and Harry shook his head again.

Draco gave up his question then and only wrapped his arms around Harry and kissed his forehead again, "You really don't want to talk about today?"

Harry shook his head, "I just wanna stay here with you and cuddle and forget the world exists." Harry replied closing his eyes and cuddling into Draco.

Draco smiled and nodded, "Fine then, we'll stay here as long as you want and forget the world ever existed."

Draco wrapped one his arms around Harry's body, pulling him closer while with his other hand he turned the recorder on, Can't help Falling in love by Elvis played instantly and he turned his volume just by a notch. He drew small circles on Harry's back and whispered soft reassurances to him like he often did, telling him to not work so much while Harry only hummed and even though Draco knew Harry wasn't actually listening, he almost never did yet he still would tell him because he knew Harry needed to hear those words.

That was the thing about their love, those unspoken words, the understanding in coming home at night and just staying there with each other. Their love wasn't made out of glass or metal or anything, hell they didn't even care about what it was made of because it didn't matter. In that moment, in that time, they loved each other more than they have ever loved anyone else and that's all that ever mattered. Their happiness was in coming home to being two arms wrapped around each other and soft music playing until they would fell asleep right there on the couch and it didn't have to make sense to the rest of the world because their world was right here, in that apartment they bought together and that was all that mattered.

What a 5 minute idea turned into

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“I saw you in my dream the other night You couldn’t move, but you spoke. Made a joke I don’t know what it was I just remember laughing. You loved to make me laugh Maybe tonight you’ll come back with another joke. And leave out the punchline Or you could tell the same joke, again and again, I promise I’ll laugh every time (you know I always laugh. You loved to make me laugh.) I saw you in my dream the other night. Woke up with a belly-full of it So much like you, to leave With a fucking joke.”

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Remember everything

Word 2: Church

He softly grazes the top of the wooden bench as he breathes deeply.

There's always been some sort of peace he finds in sitting inside the church after hours when nobody comes inside, when it's almost closing down and the bell starts ringing for midnight. He thinks maybe it comes from being brought to church when he was a little boy and would sit quietly. Even as a little kid, he knew it was the most peaceful place in the world and today, he could use some peace.

Somehow the war was not ending. It was growing incredibly harder and harder to stay inside the manor with Voldemort practically living in one of the quarters making all of their lives miserable but what option did he have. He couldn't run away, he couldn't step back, he couldn't fight back, he was pretty much helpless and out of all of this, he was worried sick about Harry.

The ministry was very stuck on trying to find Harry, no.1 wanted criminal but wherever Harry was hiding, it was better that way.

But tonight Draco felt lonely. He remembers the last Christmas he had with Harry and he wishes he could go back in time and live that day over and over again, just because it was the last perfect moment they had.

"I bought you something." Harry said giving a calming smile.

"You really didn't have to, Harry." Draco insisted. Harry had already given him 2 gifts and he was worried Harry might just never stop.

"This is the last one, I promise." Harry said.

Draco sighed and then nodded, "Show me then.".

Harry smiled again and he fetched a small box from his pocket and opened it.

It was a small locket of a snitch.

"This is a replica of the snitch we followed in our first match. I couldn't think of anything but we both love quidditch and we do have some weird recollection of trying to catch the snitch against each other the first time. I want you to have this, as something to remember me by." Harry explained.

Draco was immediately about to cut Harry off and say something like, they don't need remembering or anything but Harry cut him off to that.

"I don't want to be negative but just look at my history. There's somebody inside the castle who's trying to kill Dumbledore and have me for Voldemort. It's always been clear that one day I'll have to face voldemort and I have a feeling that it'll come sooner than I imagined. I always get in trouble every year and you say I have survival instincts of a cat but I'm not trying to be funny- it's just, we both know that this relationship is not bound to be forever, you and I have always been aware of it but I don't want either one of us to forget this. So, this locket represents that I won't forget you and I hope you won't forget me either." Harry said almost too sadly at the end.

Draco felt overwhelmed, a lot. He wasn't a man of many emotions but right now his heart felt so heavy that he wanted to cry. It deeply saddened him because he was firstly betraying Harry and he could never find the courage in himself to tell Harry the truth but also because he knew that he would be the reason why the relationship would end and it would end very soon.

He looked at Harry for a moment then shook his head, "Harry, no matter what, no matter what goes down, I want you to know that I will always remember you, always love you."

But he knew it'd be their last Christmas.

"I love you too, Draco. I'll always remember you and always remember how you loved me."

Draco smiled sadly at Harry then turned away for a moment to discard his thoughts about telling him the complete truth but he knew the damage it'd do to Harry, so he chose not to. He finally said, "Put it around my neck."

And Harry did and they laughed a bit about how it ruined Draco's aesthetics but also fit quite right in but they enjoyed the last few moments in that forest, the togetherness, the warmth, the embrace before the fall.

Until Draco finally touched the locket and said, "I'm never taking it off, ever. I'll carry it with me forever."

And he meant it.

Sitting in that Church in silence, exactly a year after it happened, he traced the locket in his hand, ran circles around it and shed a tear. He rested his head against the bench and whimpered wishing Harry safety and comfort and he just hoped that Harry was still alive. He wanted Harry to win the war so badly. He needed Harry to win the war so they could finally be together again. He needed Harry to win the war for the whole wizarding world, for past, present and the future, for everything.

He stayed there a while until it was too late and the lights were starting to turn off and he knew he should leave but he needed to do one last thing.

He took out his wand and cast a patronus.

"Find him and tell him to be safe. Tell him, I miss him tonight the most and that I love him more than life itself. Tell him, I still remember everything and I always will."

And the patronus went right through the window and the final lights shut off casting darkness inside the whole church. Draco stood up as he heard Christmas Carol going off somewhere and thought about approaching those voices. It came from behind the streets and he looked at the choir sing from the far corner, not to be seen by anyone. He was about to leave and go back to the manor when a bright blue flamed stag patronus came in front of him and said nothing but went right through where Draco's locket rested and Draco needed no other words.

He walked back home holding the locket close to his chest, "I remember everything."

Projecting my little sadness into this

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oil painting of a scene from half-blood prince, draco crying in a bathroom before harry comes and uses sectumsempra

Harry: Do you think Shakespeare ever used the word homie

Draco: don't know that but he sure was homo

Harry+ Draco:

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(Ps. No offense to anyone)