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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 .. )

Day 30- scared, potter | Day 32- caressing the others back

43. Love me like never before

As a request to redo this by @thebusyfangirl , I combined this with my missed prompt no. 43- braiding others hair. I wrote this while playing my Ukulele and I cried at the tune. Hope you like this.

Harry finally catch sight of the only one he look for and give it another try | fluff | mostly ANGST | domestic | hurt comfort |

Harry bobbed his head listening to the music, moving his body in slow rhythms unnoticed by anyone dancing to the songs playing at Blaise's wedding.

It happened an year ago when Blaise had accidentally met harry at the mall and thereafter have remained in touch and infact became pretty good friends. The time they met, Blaise was going through one harsh phase in his life and Blaise likes to claim that harry helped him a lot, not that harry ever understood that.

It was enjoyable to see everyone laughing away as a few started departing and only very close people remained. There was slow dancing and harry remained sat there, drowning on his glass of Scotch, staring away at dancing muses of anatomically humane bodies.

" to what do owe the pleasure of you finally reaching out after 30 minutes long time of longingly staring " harry turned to the man who he was very much aware of having stare at him most of the time.

" believe me mister it takes a lot of time to gather courage but now I did, and reached out " harry shook his head as if it was funny.

" well if you've come here to stare, so let me be bethroned to my seat and you can stare at me then " he raised an eyebrow

" no, I- as much as pleasurable it would be-"

" I'm really sorry I have to go. I'm harry by the way, nice meeting you" and harry fled off without even listening the others man's name because he had finally caught the sight of who he always looked for.

" draco "

" hey " harry greeted

" harry, I- it's a surprise to see you here-" he said

" is it? You weren't at the wedding?" Harry furrowed his eyebrows

" I- I wanted to, really. Just got stuck. I haven't seen you the entire time though. I'd been here for a long time " he answered

" really ? You might've missed " harry frowned

Silence.

" I didn't know you were close to Blaise ?" Draco asked

" oh- yeah. We met Last year, I helped him through his previous divorce " harry replied

" I didn't know you were a lawyer " he said with an amused look

" oh- no, no of course not. I consulted him to a lawyer " harry replied clicking his tongue.

The other man nodded, understandably. He gulped his Scotch, wincing as it burnt his Throat, but then again he had Always been into drinking scotch even if burnt, he liked it's sensation, and harry knew this as if it was ancient scroll he revised every night.

" so where do you work now ?" Harry asked

He clicked his tongue, gulping down his drink before replying " I'm in between. I have given up my practice-"

You were a healer at st.mungo's right ?" Harry interjected

" yeah, right. Someone accused me, I lost the case. Politician's pressure you know, bet one like my father. Anyways, no regrets. I was kind of getting sick of watching all the patients everyday with blood and bruises. I've applied to ivermory for potions post, haven't heard from them" he replied

" why not Hogwarts?" Harry asked

" i- I haven't thought of it. But a few painful memories you know-"

" I understand. If you want help-"

" no, thank you" he replied defensively " I Just. I want to make it on my own if you don't mind it. As much as it would be a great help, I think I want to make a place for myself somewhere with however I am- with the mark if you know what I mean " he added

Harry nodded again, understandably " I still think you're more than just your mark. It doesn't define your life"

" but it does " he sighed.

And silence fell over again. Harry looked warily over the music station

" the music playlist is rather nice" he complimented pointing towards the music station subtly.

" allow me to take the credits for it" harry smiled wittily

" oh really? You made the playlist then ?" He asked impressed

" I did. Played a few of them myself that is " harry proudly said

" my, my. When did you started playing again ?" He asked Thoroughly interested.

" it was uh- well I think - wait- how'd you know I stopped playing ?"

" oh- you don't play at the Joe's anymore, so I just figured- no offense- I just thought you had stopped playing " he defended himself

" it's- alright. I did stopped playing there. I picked up an year or two ago.. I'm learning cello now " harry frowned

" that's interesting" draco replied " why is the man by the bar looking at me like he can kill me right now?"

" oh- that- random guy. He approached me " harry shrugged

" still don't like random strangers coming upto you then ?" Draco smiled lightly at slight recollections from the past

" it's creepy sometimes. That man had been staring at me for like 30 Minutes' and when he did finally approach I gave him sarcastic replies, he didn't get it " harry rolled his eyes

" well not everyone can sense your sarcasm potter " draco chuckled

" and I'm glad to have people who do " harry added.

Draco and harry nodded at each other, Falling at loss of words, cautiously choosing their next words.

" yo-"

" yo- "

They chuckled at the moment, draco egging harry to go on first.

" you here with someone then?" Harry finally asked the question he'd be dying to ask.

" no, solo " draco raised his glass as if it was funny " you ?"

" oh no, got no one " harry pressed his lips in a thin line, his hands sliding down his pocket.

Draco nodded understandably.

" dance ?" Harry suddenly asked, nervously.

" wh-"

" there's music, there's a place.. what say a dance ?" Harry offered his hand

Even in a no, draco was reaching for Harry's hand's involuntarily, not touching yet.

" i- I haven't danced in ages" draco plead

" what is dance anyways draco- just Moving feets-"

" just moving feets-"

They simultaneously responded. Draco froze suddenly. He thought harry would forget, he thought he'd forget but he hadn't.

" so?" Harry raised his eyes expectedly.

Draco thought for a moment before giving in and holding Harry's hand.

" the first step wasn't so hard, now was it ?" Harry chuckled as he dragged him to the stage and attaining one corner to dance in.

" it's a couple's song ?"

" we could do hip hop dance if you'd like but that would definitely draw attention and I'm pretty sure neither of us are looking for that " harry shrugged his shoulders in a suggestion.

Draco's expression changed from worried to something that said seriously, you're ridiculous.

Smiling harry got hold of one of draco's hand and fitted other one over his waist, maintaining a valid distance. Draco however stepped a little closer.

In the little dance motions harry allowed himself to stare at draco and to harry He still seemed as if the Angels had carved him themselves, he still looked as mighty as ever, as elegant as ever, harry bet his eyes crinkled when he laughed loudly even judging by the small faint wrinkles at the side of his eyes, His cheek bones highlighted as though they had purposely been made that way only they weren't. His lips looked plump, like they'd just been kissing a plum, his hair maybe a bit longer than harry remebered but it suited him. He was still him, yet everything seemed so different.

As if Draco understood what harry was doing, he looked away, the pit In his stomachs growing larger.

" don't do it "

" do what ?" Harry asked spinning draco, then pulling him in again, forcing draco to look at harry.

" you're doing this on purpose " draco couldn't resist those eyes, he never could and he was a failed man to resist them.

" I'm doing what ?" Harry asked as if innocent.

Draco closed his eyes, only to open them again as the song softly tuned into another. Shaking his head, draco looked away.

" I'm doing what draco ?" Harry tilted his head at draco.

Draco allowed himself to gaze at him again, his eyes immediately locking with those green eyes, they were still irresistible.

" we- I can't do this again " draco sighed heavily. Harry pulled draco a little further In, then spinning him around again. This time though draco tripped a little and harry saved him again. Like he always had.

" why ?" Harry asked as they remained still.

" because we can't " draco answered and resumed dancing after taking position.

" we were kids back then. We didn't know what we wanted, what we said, what we even did, we were foolish draco" harry countered.

" and it didn't work then and so it wouldn't now " Draco firmly stood his ground.

Harry's eyes glimmered as the last of hopes died by seconds " you would never even want to try then?"

" we've tried and we failed-"

" we were stupid draco. I was stupid to let you go, you were stupid enough to let me go too. You can't look me In the eye and tell me for once, you never thought of trying again " harry's voice trembled lightly even after his desperate attempts to sound stern.

" I- it doesn't matter.. Its in the past and I suggest you think of it as a past too " draco swallowed.

Harry shook his head, looking away at the lights at far distance " I can't pretend to forget it even if you can. I was stupid to never call you back, I was and I'm paying my debts"

" yeah you are, how exactly ? " Draco furiously counter backed, his eyes shining in anticipation.

" by you burning my letters. Seeing you all night, seeing you date someone else after me, with you stopping to come at Joe's, by staying late every night, regretting " harry replied equally furiously.

" it doesn't fix everything-"

" and it didn't fix when you kissed theo right in front of me even though you knew I was ready to come out. You can never pin all of this on me. It was as equally your fault as mine " harry firmly said as he harshly spinned draco, and bringing him close enough that he could kiss him, but didn't.

" it doesn't matter anymore- it's the past and I've grown out of it. I've forgiven you long time ago, like any mature Person and I've moved on with life " draco replied looking down at Harry's lip, not moving an inch further.

" you've moved on from me then ?" Harry asked stepping back to get a better look at draco, resuming soft motions.

" I have " Draco replied looking anywhere but harry

It was as if Harry's heart was shattering little by little, like a glass doll was slowly falling and it was just about to hit the surface. He spoke no more but only danced as he regretted his lost chances.

" this song " draco sighed, instantly recognising it.

" this song will end right in 1 minute and you know it too. When it ends I will walk away draco, and you don't stop me, I'll never come back and beg for your forgiveness. I'll know that this song is no longer your favorite, that you don't miss me, thay you don't wish to be with me, that you have after all given up. I'll know you've moved on like you claim you have, I'll know you don't love me anymore, like you say you don't and I'll go " harry whispered and gave draco a last spin, his movements softening than before. That glass doll was locked in a rest state, paused from Falling and all it would take to shatter would be harry walking away and draco letting him. The tunes smoothered down just like Harry's hush movements. And the song finally stopped with the soft roughened end of the vinyl stopping playing on the record player. Harry for one last time looked draco, who didn't look at harry. He couldn't.

" goodbye draco " harry whispered as the glimmer of his tear fell down his cheek and he turned around to walk away, the glass doll finally-

" I don't- stop- wait " draco impatiently Turned harry around. His eyes swimming with the horrors of a broken heart, his lips trembling in fear of losing, again.

" why? After all this time why do you want to try again ?" Draco asked,his voice quivering softly

" because- I don't want to feel this pain anymore like you do " harry sighed as he stepped closer to draco, a sense of cherish running down his body knowing draco had stopped him.

" we never worked out. We fought a lot harry. We hurt each other. We kept ourselves a secret. We called each other things. Give me one reason why we should do it against ? Give me one reason worth it to come back for you ?"

" Because I'm not who I used to be, you're not who you used to be. Because I'd much rather never kiss anybody than not being kissed by you. Because I'd rather sleep with no moon or the stars than living a life knowing you're not by my side. Because I was stupid to let you go. Because I regret losing the only good thing in my life. Because despite everything we were good together. Because in every poem, it's your voice I hear. Because in every eyes, I look for you. Because In every echo I hear your voice. Because there's no home without you. Because I want to suffer but I want to suffer with you. Because if there was one person I would fly to the moon and to the entire galaxy, its you. Because I've lost you once and I can't do it again. Because I want to play my every song to no one but you. Because I knew you'd come today and this would be my last chance. Because the way we met again was special and anyone who reaches to me in a bar, it's unworthy. Because I'll miss you forever with every core, nerve of my body if I don't have you. Because I love you, Always have and Always will. Because anatomically, mentally, psychologically, emotionally, spiritually I'm all yours and I want to be no one else's "

" and I'd let you braid my hair like you always wanted, everyday " Harry shrugged as though it was nothing but he was in tears.

Draco's face quipped with a little side smile as tears emerged in his eyes, those were happy tears and he was glad.

" you had me at braiding your hair " draco chuckled.

Harry chuckled too, crying but chuckling.

" wow, even my vows were not that good " they heard Blaise retort in between their moment.

Harry shut off his eyes " you're unbelievable Blaise "

" if you don't kiss him, I will draco" Blaise's new wife added

" you ruined the moment guys " harry quipped, wiping off his tears.

Draco chuckled Shaking his head, pulling harry closer by his collar " you're a fucking menace" and kissed harry over the lips.

The fireworks suddenly went off but they cared no less for the world right now. They were entailed in their moment of reunion, of casting themselves back together, of finally returning to each other, finally returning home. Their love was no love written in the stars or to be found in any divinations or prophecies, their love was a tragic love story, that they had written filled with pain, suffering, betrayal, heart break and happy ending. No two people had ever been more perfect for each other than them, at least that's what people said afterwards.

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Harry was sat on the ground, Involved with depths into a Disney movie and draco sat behind him over the couch.

" hair tie harry " draco ordered. Without breaking eye contact, harry gave draco the hair tie and he plunged his hair into 2 thin french side braids he had Always liked so much.

" let me see " draco said. Harry only turned for a glimpse before turning around to see the movie again.

" harry " draco sternly commanded. Harry paused the movie and then turned around to give draco the final view.

" mia bella Amare ( my beautiful love ) " Draco cheekily smiled as he leaned down and kissed harry the nose. He moved back a little to see harry furiously blushing. Grinning draco pushed a strand of Harry's fallen out hair behind his ear.

" I love you " harry whispered as he craned upward to kiss his boyfriend.

" I know " draco murmured as he kissed harry over the lips.

" now do mine " draco said in the kiss and immediately jumped down to the ground, harry shifting to the couch.

And that was their typical Sunday.

Or had it always been fate? A destiny ?

I'm sorry for my inability to recently provide individual/ uncombined requests. I've been a bit swamped with requests.

Requests open

Day 42- little things | Day 44-how to get away with murder |

Hey @sorry-i-ship-drarry

I love all your drabbles / shortfics. They give one of my serotonin shots of my day😭❤️😍

Can you please do prompt no.12 - pushing a strand of hair behind the ear?

You can clearly see I'm a simp for these gestures. And can't wait to read it from your writing. 😍❤️

Lots of love,

And do not forget to take care of yourself amidst all these writing😊😊

Hey @thebusyfangirl I'm incredibly Thankful to you. I notice you reblogging my writings and my posts a lot and I very much appreciate it . Now as for the Prompt request , I have already done it before- draco's clever boyfriend .

Here's the masterlist to all the prompts I've already written.

However I would take a request of redoing the same prompt in a different way, if you want to. I'd very much enjoy redoing it.

Take care.

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 "

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Dialogue prompt- 27. what happened to us ? Part - 25 | part 31 coming soon |

TW- HEAVY ANGST | Amnesia | Sorry In advance..

Perhaps in another life, In another time, We'd be together.

The beats thumped louder, the footsteps dissolved somewhere in the big building. Harsh breaths leaving Harry's lips could be hear by anyone sitting besides him, he was grieving perhaps or breathing as a task to stay alive for a mere few seconds, even if he wasn't dying, a part of him was slowly approaching senescence, at least that's what he felt.

And finally he saw the healer's coming out talking to each other, whispering in low tone. He could sense the bad news by the way their faces expressed but he held onto a little hope. Just a little.

" Mr. Potter ?" One of the Healer approached harry as the other one's left offering him a sympathetic smile.

"H-he's fine, he is, right?" His voice came out in tremble with trying to control his trembling hands by his sides.

" he's fine " the healer pressed his lip in a thin line before adding " but -"

" no please. No Buts-"

" I'm sorry Mr. Potter. He- draco have suffered some rare oblivation spell. I'm sorry harry, draco have amnesia, anterograde or retrograde, we're not sure of it as of now "

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" I'm very glad we were Able to summon you mr. Potter " the healer offered harry a little smile as he pointed the chair in front of the desk to be attempted.

Harry hummed as he sat down on the chair, Shaking.

" I'm going to ask this as a friend harry, when was the last time you slept ?" He huffed.

Harry leaned back over the chair uncomfortably, gulping " I don't know " he grunted

" harry- y- you have to understand what I'm trying to tell you, alright ?" The healer asked. Harry nodded in soft lazy motions, yawning.

After supposedly half an hour, he walked out, every corner of his mind filled with unblinking thoughts. Draco didn't remember harry, he only remembered parts of harry that seemed much like a dream to him and there seemed little hope that he would but the Healer had suggested harry to try again, after unsuccessful attempts and practically forcing draco to remember him. This time harry was to need to a strategy to help draco remember thing's and the only way to it was by storing away his memories.

He passed by draco's ward watching him look outside the window, sitting on the edge of the bed, all alone. Harry wanted to go inside, try once again but he was sure by his previous Attempts he had scared off draco and harry was probably the last person he wanted to see as of now.

Heavy hearted harry walked home drenching himself in rain unknowningly, thoughts of draco brimming his mind to care about anything else.

" you'll have to try but you have to remember harry, he doesn't remember any part of your relationship and he might not even remember you forgiving him. You'll have to start from scratch. If you want him back harry you need do "

He opened the door to his apartment, memories of theirs of cooking on the kitchen, cuddling in the couch, laughing and throwing at pillows at each other, smiling at each other from across the hall, making out against the wall, all of it lingered in the background as a television show not ready to stop but harry didn't raise an eye as he walked into the shower and sat down with clothes on and remained there, numbness invading his senses until Ron had came to visit harry and had forced him out of the shower, helping him get dried up.

" I know it's hard harry, but he doesn't remember you "

" but we've been together for 5 years, he must remember something, anything ?"

" I'm not sure how but during the time of attack draco might've been trying to conceal his memories of you but instead of locking them away, he might've exposed them. In attempts to conceal them, he gave the attacker entrance to it and he possibly have forgotten everything about the relationship "

" how long were you in the shower for ?" Harry suddenly was broken out of numbness, finding Ron putting food over table.

" when did you came here ?" Harry only asked.

Ron looked at in little shock at harry before he sighed, letting it pass " I got you out of the cold shower "

Harry nodded, watching the food presented before him.

" from the looks of it, you met the healer today, didn't you ?" Ron asked. Harry looked up but didn't answer. He didn't know how to. He wasn't sure he could answer even.

" harry, It's been days. If you can't forget him, don't let him. His entire memory isn't blocked. You can try-"

" I've tried Ron but I gave the love of my life an almost panic attack in Trying to make him remember me " harry yelled

Ron startled and saw harry break down in front of him over the kitchen table, " I miss him, ron, he's here but I miss him "

" you have to try this time more patiently harry. If you want him back, you have to " Ron rubbed Harry's back as he hugged him.

" I- I don't know how to ron. It's hard " harry sobbed

"something is better than nothing. Try harry. Trying Is the only hope you've gotten "

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Harry shook his hands by his side violently, trying to shake off his anxiety and practiced deep breaths beforehand he knocked on the door.

" come in " he heard.. harry let out a deep breath before he plastered a smile and finally walked through the door.

" hi " harry waved awkwardly

" you " draco raised an eyebrow at harry. Harry closed his eyes, remembering why he is doing this.

" I was wondering if we could talk about the other day ?" Harry asked not moving a step forward

" haven't you done enough " draco rolled his eyes.

Harry swallowed " I- I just wanted to apologise "

" for which part exactly ? The yelling at me like a baboon or basically causing me a panic attack "

" both " harry sighed " listen, I don't think you understand how hard this is for me-"

" hard for you ? I'm the one who doesn't remember people, I've lost chunk of memories and it's hard for you" draco narrowed his eyes at harry

" I- I understand but you see- well it's not as same as you- but-" but harry couldn't go on. He couldn't and draco only waited for him to go on. He didn't.

" you know what it doesn't matter. Let me reintroduce myself, Hi I'm harry potter, I'm your used to be arch nemesis and i- we- well I'd like to be friends with you "

" friends with me? Like my days have became that had that I'd be friends with you potter!? " Draco Airily laughed " no thanks I'm fine "

If only draco knew what he had done, if he only knew. Harry couldn't stand it. He thought he could but he couldn't. He ran out into the washroom and let his burying feelings evade, breaking into heavy sobs. He couldn't do it. Not when he knew Draco didn't remember anything, that he didn't remember harry.

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" where did you ran to yesterday ?" Draco asked as harry fetched him water today

" I- I had Somewhere to be " harry cleared his throat as he gave him the glass of water.

" it was weird. You asked me to be your friend, then you ran and yet here you are again. There's something weird about you Potter-"

" harry, please " it hurt even to think of how draco didn't know what he was doing by calling him potter.

" it's weird. I've always called you potter, It'd be weird to call you by your first name. Besides I don't think we are on first name basis " draco shrugged his shoulders as he watched harry leaned against the wall, fumbling with the zip of his jacket.

" right, I forgot "

" weird, you're not the one who have amnesia.. you are acting strange you know that. Pretty weird " draco frowned

" it- well we used to be to- friends. We were friends so it's just weird how now you call me potter when I'm used to being harry for you "

"still weird. I mean I at least remember being with people, but you, no recollections as if we were never even friends. Hope you're not lying potter " draco casually said.

Harry exhaled deeply, tears forming at the brim of his eyes " it's alright. You can call me potter until we become friend's "

" why are you so persistent on being friends with me ? I thought you hated me ?" Draco curiously asked.

" because " harry couldn't go on. He couldn't.

" you need to start finishing your sentences potter " draco raised his eyebrows at harry mockingly.

Harry hummed and just stood there watching draco flip pages of a magazine until Draco asked him to leave. Harry did. He had no other option.

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" you didn't come yesterday ?" Draco asked one day, watching harry knit a sweater for him..

" I- I had something " he lied. He was lying in bed haunted by draco visiting his dreams, sitting on an empty date table at their 6th anniversary, day they were supposed to move in together, eating draco's favourite dish, all by himself.

" not very nice of you skip a night if you're trying to be friends " draco teased. Harry looked up at Draco with a small smile before he went back to knitting.

Draco observed harry as if he was a blank canvas waiting to be drawed upon, his glance curious. Draco would be lying to himself if he said that he wasn't curious about why harry was the only one so persistent about being friends, as if there were greater reasons but no matter how hard he tried to remember, he only remembered him apologizing to him after war, and nothing else.

" do you not sleep at all or those dark circles are just fashion ?" Draco asked

"I- have trouble sleeping " harry replied, pressing his lips in a thin line.

" you can sleep around here if you want to you know.. It'll be a secret" he cared. Draco cared and it only offered false hope to harry, one he should've been very much aware of not to fall into trap to.

" I'll keep that in mind " for the first time harry offered draco a warming smile before he began knitting again and draco absent-mindedly flipped pages of magazine again.

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" wow- such a grand celebration " draco laughed as he saw his friends come in with cakes and balloons

" since you couldn't celebrate your half birthday as you always do, we thought we'd bring it to you " pansy chimed.

Draco laughed and started singing along with them as they sang the birthday song, making draco happier than he had felt in days. And in even so everything, he couldn't stop thinking about harry standing in the background, then walking out in the Middle. Hermione followed him outside and from what draco saw, it seemed like she was hugging him, trying to probably comfort him, but before he Could've stared any longer, pansy forced him to cut the cake.

Something felt missing, there was and it Haunted draco to think of what it was. There was no one more hurt by the fact that he couldn't remember even when he tried so hard. He knew there was something missing, he could feel it, he just didn't know what and for whatever reason, it felt it was related to harry.

" y- that necklace " draco had pointed out at Harry's neck when he was helping draco with adjusting his pillows.

" that-"

" it's yours " harry smiled lightly, helping Draco lean backwards.

" how? How do you have it ?"he asked curiously.

" you gifted it to me, don't you remem- " harry stopped himself.

" you gifted it to me. You can have it back if you want " harry offered as he hesitantly reached his neck to unlock it but draco stopped him.

" it's fine. Keep it. Feels like it holds much meaning to you than to me " draco replied.

Harry gazed at draco softly before he pressed a small kiss on his forehead " it does " harry whispered and left, like a dying wind.

Draco played with the ring on his finger for a larger part of the night, haunted by the fact again that harry had different motives. He Could sense it but the more he tried to think, the more he felt as though he was stepping away, more he was forgetting and it ached draco. He knew it, he felt it but he was too Afraid. He was afraid of hurting even if he didn't know what he'd even do.

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" harry, stop this " one day draco abruptly said while harry was helping With last of draco's bandages

" what? What do you mean ?" Harry asked puzzled

Draco breathed in deeply, gulping, preparing himself to drop the bomb " stop taking care of me, stop trying to do whatever it is you're trying to do, can't you see it already, it's not- it's not what you want "

Harry looked at Draco as the pained expression found his face and he softly whispered " you don't know what this means, do you ?"

Draco shook his head painfully denying.

Harry gave him a sad smile as he sat down on the chair next to draco's bed, his head dropping, a single tear dripping down his eye.

" to you it's just me trying to be friends with you but it's so much more than that. It's more than about just being friends for me " harry whispered.

" it Always have been so much more than that. Yet I've been holding onto the hope all along but -"

" I don't remember " draco finished his sentence somehow knowing harry was about to say that.

" stop doing it to yourself harry " draco sympathetically said

" I- can't. I -"

" you have to " draco raised his voice

" can't you see it, I can't. Do you even realise how much it pains me to see you everyday on the bed, holding onto one single ray of hope that you'll remember. But you, remember nothing. 6 years of memories , gone just like that. You don't get to say any of it draco, you're living it painfully, I walk in everyday to an Empty apartment, crying myself to sleep in just one hope that you'll remember-"

" but that's the thing, I will not harry. i can't and i won't " draco interjected loudly.

" I will not remember harry. Stop hurting yourself " draco whimpered.

Harry looked only once at Draco " I know " before his whispers Turned into sobs and harry was shaking with the pain.

Draco tried to comfort harry, rubbing his back, trying to tell him it's alright but he knew it provided no solace. It didn't mend his broken heart when he was the one causing his heart to break in little fragile fractions of glasses until it was scattered across everywhere.

" I pretended it didn't hurt, but it does. It does so much that I can't even sleep at night" harry whimpered as he hugged draco. Draco rested his chin on top of Harry's head, rubbing circles over his back, providing any comfort he could offer.

They remained like that for several moments until Harry's breathing came to normal and draco finally broke the silence with a painful statment " what happened to us?"

It wasn't a question, it was a statement, a grief to offer, a way to express sorrow, to visit pain. It was to offer solace that draco too regretted and harry knew he did. It was a way of saying that when they expected cherish and Making more memories, living together, waking up next to each other, instead they were fighting through, waking up in hospital bed, grieving on lost memories. Where life landed them.

" I have got to go " harry finally said, Breaking from the little hug.

Draco looked at harry only for a moment before he kissed harry in pity of being unable to give everything to harry he had once promised him and that left him in tears again.

Harry broke free crying, desperately trying to conceal his whines.

" I'm sorry harry, I really am " draco's eyes prickled with tears as the moon danced over them in the late night..

Harry stood there in silence for several moments, packing away the memories,. storing away draco somewhere he'd only visit in dreams until it was time to finally leave and he reluctantly walked towards the door..

" I'd like if we can be friends harry.. " draco offered.

Harry turned around, giving draco a small smile " I'd rather not have you at all than only for a few, draco "

" perhaps in another life, I'm another time we'd be together and neither of us would forget "

And harry walked away, coldness settling in as draco long stared at the doorframe.

I swear I'm sorry. ( Thanks to Tom Odell for putting me in feels )

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Dialogue prompt- 27. what happened to us ? Part - 25 | part 31 coming soon |

TW- HEAVY ANGST | Amnesia | Sorry In advance..

Perhaps in another life, In another time, We'd be together.

The beats thumped louder, the footsteps dissolved somewhere in the big building. Harsh breaths leaving Harry's lips could be hear by anyone sitting besides him, he was grieving perhaps or breathing as a task to stay alive for a mere few seconds, even if he wasn't dying, a part of him was slowly approaching senescence, at least that's what he felt.

And finally he saw the healer's coming out talking to each other, whispering in low tone. He could sense the bad news by the way their faces expressed but he held onto a little hope. Just a little.

" Mr. Potter ?" One of the Healer approached harry as the other one's left offering him a sympathetic smile.

"H-he's fine, he is, right?" His voice came out in tremble with trying to control his trembling hands by his sides.

" he's fine " the healer pressed his lip in a thin line before adding " but -"

" no please. No Buts-"

" I'm sorry Mr. Potter. He- draco have suffered some rare oblivation spell. I'm sorry harry, draco have amnesia, anterograde or retrograde, we're not sure of it as of now "

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" I'm very glad we were Able to summon you mr. Potter " the healer offered harry a little smile as he pointed the chair in front of the desk to be attempted.

Harry hummed as he sat down on the chair, Shaking.

" I'm going to ask this as a friend harry, when was the last time you slept ?" He huffed.

Harry leaned back over the chair uncomfortably, gulping " I don't know " he grunted

" harry- y- you have to understand what I'm trying to tell you, alright ?" The healer asked. Harry nodded in soft lazy motions, yawning.

After supposedly half an hour, he walked out, every corner of his mind filled with unblinking thoughts. Draco didn't remember harry, he only remembered parts of harry that seemed much like a dream to him and there seemed little hope that he would but the Healer had suggested harry to try again, after unsuccessful attempts and practically forcing draco to remember him. This time harry was to need to a strategy to help draco remember thing's and the only way to it was by storing away his memories.

He passed by draco's ward watching him look outside the window, sitting on the edge of the bed, all alone. Harry wanted to go inside, try once again but he was sure by his previous Attempts he had scared off draco and harry was probably the last person he wanted to see as of now.

Heavy hearted harry walked home drenching himself in rain unknowningly, thoughts of draco brimming his mind to care about anything else.

" you'll have to try but you have to remember harry, he doesn't remember any part of your relationship and he might not even remember you forgiving him. You'll have to start from scratch. If you want him back harry you need do "

He opened the door to his apartment, memories of theirs of cooking on the kitchen, cuddling in the couch, laughing and throwing at pillows at each other, smiling at each other from across the hall, making out against the wall, all of it lingered in the background as a television show not ready to stop but harry didn't raise an eye as he walked into the shower and sat down with clothes on and remained there, numbness invading his senses until Ron had came to visit harry and had forced him out of the shower, helping him get dried up.

" I know it's hard harry, but he doesn't remember you "

" but we've been together for 5 years, he must remember something, anything ?"

" I'm not sure how but during the time of attack draco might've been trying to conceal his memories of you but instead of locking them away, he might've exposed them. In attempts to conceal them, he gave the attacker entrance to it and he possibly have forgotten everything about the relationship "

" how long were you in the shower for ?" Harry suddenly was broken out of numbness, finding Ron putting food over table.

" when did you came here ?" Harry only asked.

Ron looked at in little shock at harry before he sighed, letting it pass " I got you out of the cold shower "

Harry nodded, watching the food presented before him.

" from the looks of it, you met the healer today, didn't you ?" Ron asked. Harry looked up but didn't answer. He didn't know how to. He wasn't sure he could answer even.

" harry, It's been days. If you can't forget him, don't let him. His entire memory isn't blocked. You can try-"

" I've tried Ron but I gave the love of my life an almost panic attack in Trying to make him remember me " harry yelled

Ron startled and saw harry break down in front of him over the kitchen table, " I miss him, ron, he's here but I miss him "

" you have to try this time more patiently harry. If you want him back, you have to " Ron rubbed Harry's back as he hugged him.

" I- I don't know how to ron. It's hard " harry sobbed

"something is better than nothing. Try harry. Trying Is the only hope you've gotten "

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Harry shook his hands by his side violently, trying to shake off his anxiety and practiced deep breaths beforehand he knocked on the door.

" come in " he heard.. harry let out a deep breath before he plastered a smile and finally walked through the door.

" hi " harry waved awkwardly

" you " draco raised an eyebrow at harry. Harry closed his eyes, remembering why he is doing this.

" I was wondering if we could talk about the other day ?" Harry asked not moving a step forward

" haven't you done enough " draco rolled his eyes.

Harry swallowed " I- I just wanted to apologise "

" for which part exactly ? The yelling at me like a baboon or basically causing me a panic attack "

" both " harry sighed " listen, I don't think you understand how hard this is for me-"

" hard for you ? I'm the one who doesn't remember people, I've lost chunk of memories and it's hard for you" draco narrowed his eyes at harry

" I- I understand but you see- well it's not as same as you- but-" but harry couldn't go on. He couldn't and draco only waited for him to go on. He didn't.

" you know what it doesn't matter. Let me reintroduce myself, Hi I'm harry potter, I'm your used to be arch nemesis and i- we- well I'd like to be friends with you "

" friends with me? Like my days have became that had that I'd be friends with you potter!? " Draco Airily laughed " no thanks I'm fine "

If only draco knew what he had done, if he only knew. Harry couldn't stand it. He thought he could but he couldn't. He ran out into the washroom and let his burying feelings evade, breaking into heavy sobs. He couldn't do it. Not when he knew Draco didn't remember anything, that he didn't remember harry.

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" where did you ran to yesterday ?" Draco asked as harry fetched him water today

" I- I had Somewhere to be " harry cleared his throat as he gave him the glass of water.

" it was weird. You asked me to be your friend, then you ran and yet here you are again. There's something weird about you Potter-"

" harry, please " it hurt even to think of how draco didn't know what he was doing by calling him potter.

" it's weird. I've always called you potter, It'd be weird to call you by your first name. Besides I don't think we are on first name basis " draco shrugged his shoulders as he watched harry leaned against the wall, fumbling with the zip of his jacket.

" right, I forgot "

" weird, you're not the one who have amnesia.. you are acting strange you know that. Pretty weird " draco frowned

" it- well we used to be to- friends. We were friends so it's just weird how now you call me potter when I'm used to being harry for you "

"still weird. I mean I at least remember being with people, but you, no recollections as if we were never even friends. Hope you're not lying potter " draco casually said.

Harry exhaled deeply, tears forming at the brim of his eyes " it's alright. You can call me potter until we become friend's "

" why are you so persistent on being friends with me ? I thought you hated me ?" Draco curiously asked.

" because " harry couldn't go on. He couldn't.

" you need to start finishing your sentences potter " draco raised his eyebrows at harry mockingly.

Harry hummed and just stood there watching draco flip pages of a magazine until Draco asked him to leave. Harry did. He had no other option.

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" you didn't come yesterday ?" Draco asked one day, watching harry knit a sweater for him..

" I- I had something " he lied. He was lying in bed haunted by draco visiting his dreams, sitting on an empty date table at their 6th anniversary, day they were supposed to move in together, eating draco's favourite dish, all by himself.

" not very nice of you skip a night if you're trying to be friends " draco teased. Harry looked up at Draco with a small smile before he went back to knitting.

Draco observed harry as if he was a blank canvas waiting to be drawed upon, his glance curious. Draco would be lying to himself if he said that he wasn't curious about why harry was the only one so persistent about being friends, as if there were greater reasons but no matter how hard he tried to remember, he only remembered him apologizing to him after war, and nothing else.

" do you not sleep at all or those dark circles are just fashion ?" Draco asked

"I- have trouble sleeping " harry replied, pressing his lips in a thin line.

" you can sleep around here if you want to you know.. It'll be a secret" he cared. Draco cared and it only offered false hope to harry, one he should've been very much aware of not to fall into trap to.

" I'll keep that in mind " for the first time harry offered draco a warming smile before he began knitting again and draco absent-mindedly flipped pages of magazine again.

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" wow- such a grand celebration " draco laughed as he saw his friends come in with cakes and balloons

" since you couldn't celebrate your half birthday as you always do, we thought we'd bring it to you " pansy chimed.

Draco laughed and started singing along with them as they sang the birthday song, making draco happier than he had felt in days. And in even so everything, he couldn't stop thinking about harry standing in the background, then walking out in the Middle. Hermione followed him outside and from what draco saw, it seemed like she was hugging him, trying to probably comfort him, but before he Could've stared any longer, pansy forced him to cut the cake.

Something felt missing, there was and it Haunted draco to think of what it was. There was no one more hurt by the fact that he couldn't remember even when he tried so hard. He knew there was something missing, he could feel it, he just didn't know what and for whatever reason, it felt it was related to harry.

" y- that necklace " draco had pointed out at Harry's neck when he was helping draco with adjusting his pillows.

" that-"

" it's yours " harry smiled lightly, helping Draco lean backwards.

" how? How do you have it ?"he asked curiously.

" you gifted it to me, don't you remem- " harry stopped himself.

" you gifted it to me. You can have it back if you want " harry offered as he hesitantly reached his neck to unlock it but draco stopped him.

" it's fine. Keep it. Feels like it holds much meaning to you than to me " draco replied.

Harry gazed at draco softly before he pressed a small kiss on his forehead " it does " harry whispered and left, like a dying wind.

Draco played with the ring on his finger for a larger part of the night, haunted by the fact again that harry had different motives. He Could sense it but the more he tried to think, the more he felt as though he was stepping away, more he was forgetting and it ached draco. He knew it, he felt it but he was too Afraid. He was afraid of hurting even if he didn't know what he'd even do.

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" harry, stop this " one day draco abruptly said while harry was helping With last of draco's bandages

" what? What do you mean ?" Harry asked puzzled

Draco breathed in deeply, gulping, preparing himself to drop the bomb " stop taking care of me, stop trying to do whatever it is you're trying to do, can't you see it already, it's not- it's not what you want "

Harry looked at Draco as the pained expression found his face and he softly whispered " you don't know what this means, do you ?"

Draco shook his head painfully denying.

Harry gave him a sad smile as he sat down on the chair next to draco's bed, his head dropping, a single tear dripping down his eye.

" to you it's just me trying to be friends with you but it's so much more than that. It's more than about just being friends for me " harry whispered.

" it Always have been so much more than that. Yet I've been holding onto the hope all along but -"

" I don't remember " draco finished his sentence somehow knowing harry was about to say that.

" stop doing it to yourself harry " draco sympathetically said

" I- can't. I -"

" you have to " draco raised his voice

" can't you see it, I can't. Do you even realise how much it pains me to see you everyday on the bed, holding onto one single ray of hope that you'll remember. But you, remember nothing. 6 years of memories , gone just like that. You don't get to say any of it draco, you're living it painfully, I walk in everyday to an Empty apartment, crying myself to sleep in just one hope that you'll remember-"

" but that's the thing, I will not harry. i can't and i won't " draco interjected loudly.

" I will not remember harry. Stop hurting yourself " draco whimpered.

Harry looked only once at Draco " I know " before his whispers Turned into sobs and harry was shaking with the pain.

Draco tried to comfort harry, rubbing his back, trying to tell him it's alright but he knew it provided no solace. It didn't mend his broken heart when he was the one causing his heart to break in little fragile fractions of glasses until it was scattered across everywhere.

" I pretended it didn't hurt, but it does. It does so much that I can't even sleep at night" harry whimpered as he hugged draco. Draco rested his chin on top of Harry's head, rubbing circles over his back, providing any comfort he could offer.

They remained like that for several moments until Harry's breathing came to normal and draco finally broke the silence with a painful statment " what happened to us?"

It wasn't a question, it was a statement, a grief to offer, a way to express sorrow, to visit pain. It was to offer solace that draco too regretted and harry knew he did. It was a way of saying that when they expected cherish and Making more memories, living together, waking up next to each other, instead they were fighting through, waking up in hospital bed, grieving on lost memories. Where life landed them.

" I have got to go " harry finally said, Breaking from the little hug.

Draco looked at harry only for a moment before he kissed harry in pity of being unable to give everything to harry he had once promised him and that left him in tears again.

Harry broke free crying, desperately trying to conceal his whines.

" I'm sorry harry, I really am " draco's eyes prickled with tears as the moon danced over them in the late night..

Harry stood there in silence for several moments, packing away the memories,. storing away draco somewhere he'd only visit in dreams until it was time to finally leave and he reluctantly walked towards the door..

" I'd like if we can be friends harry.. " draco offered.

Harry turned around, giving draco a small smile " I'd rather not have you at all than only for a few, draco "

" perhaps in another life, I'm another time we'd be together and neither of us would forget "

And harry walked away, coldness settling in as draco long stared at the doorframe.

I swear I'm sorry. ( Thanks to Tom Odell for putting me in feels )

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