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17. Their own song

Prompt used - Holding the other's chin up |I cried because I had to rewrite everything because of fucking losing it over bad internet. | Fluff | Harry's and Draco's coming out as a couple doesn't go as planned| credits to original editor.

" Hermione I thought you said there wasn't going to be any reporter's or photographers " Harry argued with her

" I thought so too but I think I must've sorely mistaken. I really am sorry Harry. If I had known they would be here at the event I would've never.. look I can try to persuade the editor to not put it up in the newspaper's" Hermione suggested

"that's not what it's about. The rumours spread like fire article's or no articles, you know how the politics it, damn it you're in politics you should kn-"

" Harry yelling at Hermione isn't going to help the situation, alright. I apologize on his behalf" Draco cut him off pinching the bridge of his nose in exhaustion.

" Draco you don't understand the consequences-"

" harry it's your problem as much as mine, of course I understand but yelling about it to her isn't going to help " Draco sighed taking a seat behind him, groaning in his face.

" but it's our come out-"

" I know Harry, I know " Draco said looking calmly at harry

" look I can try to make sure the article isn't released alright " Hermione suggested

" it doesn't matter anymore Hermione. We'll have to face whatever comes alright " Draco spoke

" hey maybe it won't be such a huge deal, Maybe, people might not even care -"

" you're kidding me right Hermione. They wrote an entire page length on my birthday, and this is like a cake for them, you think they won't write about it " Harry threw his hands into the air with a hard movement, angrily.

" he's right Hermione. This is the kind of news they wouldn't miss writing at least 2 pages about. There's not much we can do" Draco huffed. The three of them just stayed there in the room for a while, harry silently throwing curses to the cameraman.

" I-i think we should go. It's been a long night. We've already had too much on the plate. We could talk about it later yeah ?" Draco asked as he stood up knowing good enough that staying any longer wasn't going to help

" you're right. You guys I really am sorry " Hermione sighed exhausted

As if Harry's anger has toned down a bit he exhaled " I'm sorry for yelling at you. It wasn't your fault "

And with that Harry and Draco flooed back for their place. They didn't really talk much about whatever happened at the event, both knowing the conversation would've Only led to nothingness and knowing how chaotic everything already was, they decided to sleep it away.

As expected next morning ,the daily prophet arrived and harry groaned as soon as he saw the headlines. Briefly reading through the first page, he pushed the newspaper away and as he stared up the Ceiling he thought about the happenings of last night.

They had been invited to a secluded event by Hermione for a ministry fundraiser. Despite people questioning Harry and Draco's peculiar friendship, they had shown up together only because they knew they were in a relationship. Bored out of their minds listening to people's boring stories about their lives and work they took a little detour in the garden, laughing their heads off when they had realised the opportunity of being in private leading to event's such as making out. Only when they were in the middle of kissing they heard a flash went by near by and even if it was Harry's first choice to hex whoever took their picture, he went to Hermione to look if she could handle the matter which after yelling lead nowhere. The problem wasn't the absurdity of questions Harry would have to face after but it was a huge deal for Draco, it was what consequences he would need to face. Harry had came out ages ago while he was still at Hogwarts but Draco had always in his perception thought his sexual orientation was only his own and not some anecdote or a joke to humour their conversations with. But even then his friends knew, just the world didn't. Harry remembered facing huge consequences of coming out, the date requests, the different opinions, and not to forget the hate. He just didn't want Draco to face the him yet he knew he would.

Finally Harry got up from the bed to make some breakfast and decided that he'd come back with breakfast, wake Draco up and calmly talk about the situation and it's solutions. But when he had shown up to the room with breakfast Draco wasn't on the bed, he checked the bathroom, the hallway's, the living room but he was nowhere to be seen. Lastly he came back again to his room and found the balcony window open and behind the curtain stood Draco, reading the daily prophet. Sighing Harry went into the balcony and casually wrapped his arms around Draco's.

" good morning " Harry mumbled as he kissed his shoulder.

" nothing really good about it " Draco replied. frowning Harry took the paper away and let it fall over the ground and turned him over to face Harry.

" it doesn't matter what the article says" Harry said

" it doesn't to you Harry but it does to me- gosh it's all my fault " Draco mumbled as he looked down at his feets.

" hey " Harry frowned Holding Draco's face, lifting it with his finger to look him in the face " it's not your fault. I wanted to kiss you just as much as you wanted to. Something's just happens alright. Can we fight it if can't keep our hands off each other " Harry smiled lightly to cut the heavy tension but Draco simply gazed at harry, not uttering a word

" look I know this is too much right now, it's overwhelming-"

" it's not about overwhelming. See Harry, I've never been a huge fan of coming out but at least I didn't wanted it to be scandal and it's not even just about that, look at the foul things they wrote about you" Draco disgustedly said

" and I don't care Draco. It doesn't matter what that stupid piece of paper says about me. It didn't tell me to give you another chance or it didn't tell me that I should go out on a date with you, it didn't tell me what dating you would be one of the greatest things I'd ever do in life. Being with you was what make me understand that. It doesn't matter what anyone says about me. I know we wanted to come out really fancy or just in our own special way but think of this way , now we don't have to think a lot of about it,it's basically off the table but if we still want to, it's in our hands. You can come out however you want, it's your decision-"

" the decision that is taken away from me harry. I wanted it to be special when we came out alright. It might not mean the same thing to you but it does to me. It matters how we come out and this definitely isn't the glorious way I wanted to come out. You're dating a damned guy who can't even come out to the worl-"

" ssush" harry pressed his fingers on his lips " look I know this is hard. I understand you. Draco when I started dating I knew who I was dating, I knew I was going to have to buy at least 6 different types of shampoo's and I knew I had to keep extra deserts in the fridge for you or that I had to keep extra silk pajamas for you or that I had to sleep on the right of the bed because of you because I wanted to do that for you alright. I don't care what the world says for why we aren't the best for each other, I can't care enough, all I want is you and that's all that matters to me. The world can label me as the gay or the bi disaster who lived or the bi who have thing for quidditch seekers, I don't care Because I have you. As long as I have you to face this shit with I don't care. It was and is my decision to stay with you no matter what I have to face for you. And I still want to spend a lot more time with you because you make me feel like nobody else but the world doesn't know that and it doesn't matter to me as long as I do know that. Hell the whole coming out things Is a huge scandal as you say but we'll work it out, I have faith in you, In us don't you see and quite frankly if we could make past the coming out to your slicked hair father then this is nothing. It was a lot harder than this. Are you getting me? If you want we could do a much better come as a couple in the quibbler, I'm sure Luna would be more than happy to do that for us. It's us against the world darling, not us against each other " Harry explained as he intertwined his fingers with draco and kissed over his knuckles in the middle of the speech. He didn't expect Draco to say much but then he smiled and shook his head

" what ?"

" just thinking of how much I love you " Draco smiled. Blushing Harry replied " I love you too"

" what I did to get you ?" He smiled

" if I remember correctly, you owed me a glass a finest wine from Italy after you've lost the bet " Harry grinned. Draco chuckled at the mention of how they had gotten together before he gave Harry a smile and leaned down to kiss over his nose.

" it's going to be shit isn't it ?" He mumbled

" hell yeah, but we've got each other " Harry mumbled back

" then it's good " Draco whispered before he pressed his lips lightly against Harry in the lightest breeze of autumn, his hands pulling Harry closer to him to kiss him and enjoy the ecstasy of knowing what it meant to be in love and kiss in your balcony. They let their worries runaway as they dwelled in the secrecy of the moment. After all these are the moment they have all to themselves.

" we look good when we kiss " Draco chuckled as he picked the newspaper after kissing, Harry wrapping his arms around Draco's front.

" we do " Harry chuckled. Draco pressed a tender kiss on Harry's forehead before they went inside to have the perfect breakfast in bed.

And yes coming out was the hardest thing to do and much harder was bearing the consequences but then their relationship was like the song of the phoenix, beautiful and just their own and the world could possibly get used to it for as long as they were together, till the end of the time.

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Day 16- sinful dreams | Day 18 - game for losers

ALL TOO WELL

~A fanfic in collaboration with @drarrywords

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MASTER LIST PART 2

(I can't believe myself that I had to create a second master list but oh where life takes you )

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1. 300 followers appreciation dialogue Prompt

2. Angst Prompts

Collection from dialogue Prompts

1. When the Sun met the Moon

2. Mr. Obnoxious and Mr. Bossy

3. Rules in Archery

4. Twisted

7. Batteries

8. Bitter addictions

9. Shirts and hickeys

10. Let me take care of you

11. Allow me to be yours

12. Liars and lovers part 1 & part 2

13. 77 Tries

14. All the unicorn plushie's

15. Just petty things

16. Da Capo

17. Keys to a healthy relationship

18. It feels like rain

20. Just one eclipse

21. Wish I were Heather

22. Feeling without a name

23. Lover's dwellings

24. Half a heart

25. Better left unsaid

26. Your tiny safe box

27. In another life, in another time

28. End of the world

29. After the autumn part 1 & 2

30. Hearts in broken stars

31. The affair

5+6+19. The butterfly effect- Ongoing fic

Requested prompts/ microfics

Violinist in the rain

Paper hearts

Taste of heaven

Six sentence

1460 days

One where they died together

Fidus Amor

Cinnamon rolls was a date

3 minutes

Don't turn on the lights

Painted in green

Friend's don't kiss the way you do

You're mine : but a soft epilogue

7 stages of falling in love with Draco malfoy

7 stages of falling in love with Harry Potter

For he who found solace

Just another letter

Voldemort with a hat by Harry Potter

The Cards of Fate

Ghost man

Two ghosts - Halloween but Drarry

Another night at the Potter's

The kitten effect

Circles

Keep my heart

To the guy at the cafe

No strings attached

Salt

Picture in the wallet

Pottah

The predator wants the prey

Last Lines Challenge

Everything a lover does- valentine's edition

In the heart of the sea

HP DE-STRESS DECEMBER

Day 1 - The Decoration Disaster

Day 2 - Man in the sketch

Day 3 - All I Want For Christmas Is You

Day 4 - Coming home

Day 5 - Some unsaid love stories

Day 6 - In "that" phase

Day 7 - Wind in your hair

Day 8 - Crimson morning

Day 9 - Christmas Cabin

Day 10 - 4 circles

Day 11 - Lovers be damned

Day 12 - Palace Dè Elite

Day 13 - Trail to one day

Day 14 - You and Mine

Day 15 - Over the kitchen top

Day 16 - Daddy's boy

Day 17 - Lavender

Day 18 - Sunset and Pizza

Day 19 - Sweetest Memories

Day 20 - After a million dreams

Day 21 - A thousand times better

Day 22 - Family trip gone wrong

Day 23 - Pieces of a puzzle

Day 24 - Behind the bedroom doors

Day 25 - More than black boxes

Day 26 - 10 things I hate about you

Day 27 - The usual banters

Day 28 - Best Dad's In The World

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Angst prompt no. 12- "I don't want us to be stranger's again" // thank you so much for saying that | TW- MILD ANGST| HURT/COMFORT |

We come in silence and we go in silence, we are born alone and we die alone, and we also love alone. Our hearts and our bodies are only given to us once and its on how we decide to abuse it. I would never call loving you an abuse, but i ripped out so much of myself to you just so i could love you that right now I remain with nothing but the flawless memories that stands with as a nightmare curling me into pain. I wanted to love you to the moon and back, i wanted to love till the sun died out but I think whoever wrote out stories had an effortless plan of keeping us apart but I think i would’ve loved you to the moon and back but I pondered over it so much that i realised that in the moon and back, I may go to the moon and never come back because my plane crashed, it doesn’t make sense but it makes in my head. I like to think that we never truly could love each other, we just loved the versions we spun out for each other but even if we wanted to stay till the original version, i think our mystery life writers thought otherwise, perhaps they knew better than we did. 

I think i would still be able to smell you in the rain because you always smelled so damp, it’s not particularly a smell that people adore, but i sort of liked it, i always thought it was earthly and reminded me of the greyish shade of the cloud i loved before the thunderstorm and the soft patting sound of the water dripping on the leaves, i think you always smelled so damp because you left your laundry wet for a little more longer than it was supposed to and I know i made fun of it, made limericks even but i hope you know that I wouldn’t trade it for the world. Do you know the colour of your eyes? There’s something intriguing in the way it only shines when you are smiling or you’re laughing because I have looked at your eyes in the sun but your loneliness was eating you alive, that your eyes never shone. I always liked the colour of your eyes. I always wonder if you thought about my eyes the way i do when we’re outside in the garden looking at each other. I wonder if you do it,or if you did it but i think it doesn’t matter any more now, our eyes doesn’t perceive each other the same way now. 

I always thought I’d ask you for a dance and we’d spin around the room and we’d laugh and we’d stare at the chandelier then we’d collapse on the ground because our head doesn’t stop spinning, i wonder if you’d take my hand if i asked you for a dance. I want us to grow old together and buy a house together and have a little dog and kitten but I think our holding hands together had sparked out infinities but it occurred to me one late night that our infinity is hollow, there’s nothing there, just you and me and I don’t want to think it’s boring, but isn’t it, just you and me? What if in a chaos one of us would wanted to go away for a while but we’re stuck in that infinity ring. But i think we found ways to escape anyways, It was after all you and I. 

I always liked to think that we’d have a name plate that would say “ Potter’s and Malfoy’s “ but now it leaves me empty to think about it, I think someone would paint over our nameplate and destroy it. I liked to imagine that we’d never end but even the empires who thought would live forever died. If we’re both the logs in a fire then i think we are the last one’s who kept the fire burning till the morning arrived and we died because of the air that poured in. I think somewhere our story writers are good and they’d let us end up together and in one time we’d talk with the painters about the exact shade of cream colour we want and the exact shade of blue we want for the kids, I think we exist somewhere, where we survive through it all and i still love you for you and you love me for me and we love each other to the moon and back, i think we love each forever somewhere even if forever doesn’t actually exist. I just like to think of our every possibility so at least in one of our realities or in one of our lives, we end up together with no complications, where our life have an happy ever after, i think somewhere we do, perhaps though not this life. 

“ I don’t want us to be strangers again “ I had spoken to you. You kissed the top of my head and you tell me we won’t be. 

But today as months have went by, you and I, we’re soulmates, just not the ones who end up together. 

You don’t speak to me anymore but you smile at me and somewhere it gives me hope, but where darkness inside me remains, it tells me you’re never coming back for me, never and I would die without your name to add to mine and i think one day i’d be okay with it, not today but one day. 

I don’t want to be strangers again, but i think we are, we’re just the one’s with bittersweet memories. 

Come back for me one day, Harry, come back for me, I don’t want to be strangers again, not with you because in one of our realities, my plane doesn't crash.

This is so short and I don't know why..

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Painted in green

For @drarrymicrofic prompt: Little do you know

It's only Thursday and I've painted you three times this week, even my art teacher is tired of me painting you but I can't resist my brush when I see you sitting in the cafe across reading the abridged version's of Shakespeare because you enjoy reading but you're not particularly fond of Shakespeare. I've painted you in your red sweater, your white sweater and your leather jacket, I think all of it is very contrasting but I wish to see you in green, but you never wear green, you never do. I hope to give you all of these paintings one day, maybe then I won't be so afraid of confessing my feelings for you, Maybe then through my art I could say " this is how I see you " or " I tried painting you in different Angles but all your Angles are great" and then maybe you could blush and ask me for a cup of coffee but you've never even spared a glance at me when I'm painting, I wish you would.

I think we should call it fate or maybe you had already planned but when on the very next Friday you crossed me through the street and I had almost assumed you weren't going to say anything, you did.

" you live across me now, is that right ?"

I nodded.

You smiled at me " a cup of coffee ? I was about to go to the cafe ?"

I nodded cheerfully and we went to the same cafe you go to every day and ordered your two specials and Involved me in a interesting conversation about Julius Caesar but I had no idea what you were talking about Because I was busy painting you in my head.

It was like moments Switch when you realised I was only watching and listening less when you asked "how did your painting turn out yesterday ?"

There was a knowing smile on your face as if it was secret only you and I knew and I blushed, I wish I didn't but you were so irresistible. I couldn't reply, I couldn't because nothing coherent framed in my brain. Little did you know about how I was painting you but the way you knew I was painting made a garden of flowers grow inside my chest.

" how do you know I paint ?"

" I see you cross me to get there everyday except Friday's "

Friday was today.

You knew I thought, you knew, all this time.

" Maybe one day I'd let you see my paintings" I sipped my coffee

" maybe one day you could paint me " he suggestively smiled.

Your mischievous smile said it all, oh how you knew.

" maybe one day you'd wear green "

You wore green the next day and you asked me for a coffee again and this time instead of you talking about Shakespeare you let me talk about the different types of varnish brings out a different glow in the painting and how my favourite brand of paints was ' aquarelle' an old set from my mother's collection that were no longer sold and you listened gracefully, like I was singing a lullaby.

That night when you walked me home, and when you looked at me for a minute longer than one, I knew you were painting me in your head and I was painting you in mine and I sort of liked it. I sort of liked thinking that we were painting each other only your painting was a painting in words, or framing me in one of the characters from Shakespearean plays and I was painting you in my head with soft strokes of just right colour of tan and your green sweater which unknowningly I had started loving too much.

Then just suddenly you gave me a very charming smile, the one that was so hard to resist and you whispered " good night, draco" and you kissed me on my forehead and i liked how you kissed my forehead rather than on the lips and it was more intimate than the kiss you might press against my lips but I think if you had, I wouldn't had been able to control myself. And then you went into your own apartment watching me as I Walked into mine with a smile that failed to dissolve.

Masterlist to previous other microfics/ fics

harry and draco living together + light angst + lots of pining + confessions 🤍

Friends don’t kiss the way you do [ The 100th ]

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Harry was illuminated in the bright yellow light as he fidgeted with things in the fridge when he heard

“ You finished your ice cream last night “ 

Harry banged his head against the refrigerator door, his heart beating louder in his chest than it was before “ you scared the shit out of me, why do you always have to come like a bloody ghost, can’t you just announce yourself as you walk in “ 

Draco’s lips turned into a little amused smirk “ now where would be the fun then“ 

Harry rolled his eyes as he flicked the lights on and looking for something to eat in the cabinets “ you’re back before 3 so i’m assuming your date wasn’t great or as you phrase it ‘fashionably bad’ “ 

“ interested much in my dating life now aren’t you “ Draco teased with a raised eyebrow and a quippy smirk 

“ Merely pitiful for your date “ Harry shrugged then grinning as soon as he found the last bag of chips 

“ You eat a lot of junk do you realize that, no wonder you look like a gym bag “ Draco shrugged following Harry into the living room 

“ Amusing you notice my body however to your displeasure i’d rather prefer to look however the way want rather than looking like a skinny twig like you who keeps working out because they like to flex their non existent muscles “ Harry said as he shoved chips into his mouth. 

“One this is called looking a size 4 and i do not have non existent muscles, i do have them, i just don’t flex them to you, why should I anyways “ Draco shrugged 

“ Right, I see a lot of arms when you come out of the shower. You don’t absolutely look like a twig, you look like a perfect model “ Harry rolled his eyes flipping the channels in the television only finding late night advertisements running on almost every channel

“At least I don’t look like you “ Draco rolled his eyes, raising his legs and crossing them over the table. 

“ You can never look like me even in your dreams Draco. You’re just jealous I look more better even after I eat all the junk and without working out, you just wish you looked like me” Harry faked a smile looking at Draco finally to notice he had been wearing his yellow jumper 

“ I look better than you Potter “ Draco scoffed taking his legs off the table 

“ Oh we’re back on potter, i bet i pinched a nerve there “ Harry elicited a small mockery laugh 

Draco scoffed at Harry with a little ‘ whatever ‘ tagged along with it. 

“You should do your laundry one of these days, I don’t want all my clothes smelling like you” harry added 

“ I’ll do it when I have the time and also this way I love to see you all annoyed because all your clothes smell like me, which by the way should smell like my expensive perfume “Draco replied with small victorious smile 

“ you might wear chanel or dior, I don’t care, just do your laundry soon” Harry said 

Draco rolled his eyes getting up to go to his room “Okay,Daddy “ 

Harry looked at Draco for way too long for him to correct himself when he realised Draco obviously didn’t get it. 

“ What ?” Draco asked with a raised eyebrow 

Harry pursed his lips controlling his laugh “Nothing” 

Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry suspiciously until he finally understood and did a big eye roll “ i seriously can’t believe you” 

Harry broke out laughing hearing Draco mutter some things as he walked into his room about how immature Harry was to laugh at something like that, he kept laughing obviously. 

The next morning before Harry left Draco had walked into the kitchen looking for milk and cereal to have his breakfast before he too left for work. Harry had only been eating a sandwich when he came and just then it clicked him

" How was your date last night,I never asked ?"

" the fact I didn't bring anyone home makes it pretty clear. He was looking for something serious, you know me " Draco scoffed.

Harry rolled his eyes getting up from the stool, washing his plate " yes, yes Draco malfoy doesn't do serious relationships. It's like you have an allergy "

" who knows I even might " Draco shrugged

" well anyways I'm out " Harry informed picking up his bags to go when he added " oh by the way I'll be late, you can make your own dinner "

" what ? So now you have a date ?" Draco comically scoffed, pouring milk into his bowl.

" Actually yeah, I do have a date " Harry replied with raised eyebrows.

Draco's milk almost spluttered upon hearing the news " you have a date ? You ?"

" yes, me..wish me luck " Harry grinned and left the apartment.

Draco only mumbled a bye in the air as he left, vaguely shocked by the news.

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Draco would like to honestly reply, his week wasn't great, not even a little bit. Working as a potions master who didn't necessarily like kids, it was a lot to ask for when the year had just begun and the kids kept messing every potion up and he would have to help clean most of them up. So to sum up the week wasn't great and unfortunately he didn't even had a date but he thought to himself that maybe he'd spend time with Harry who had been out almost all week, it would be a nice Saturday night, watching some cliche movies or talking about something or playing the boring scrabble when he opened the door and was immediately landed upon the sight of Harry making out with some girl right over the couch.

Draco unintentionally dropped his keys over to the ground in mild shock breaking him out of his trance to see that girl shoving her entire tongue down his throat, he finally came to his senses and clumsily picked up his keys.

" i- I- didn't know l- I'll just be in my room" Draco rambled

Harry and the girl got up fixing themselves up " no it's alright- we just- well got here "

" I'm nadia by the way "

" oh yeah, Draco, Nadia, Nadia, Draco "

Draco shook her hand firmly before he let go awkwardly.

" I should be going actually, I've got to watch over Nancy's kids " Nadia said.

" oh yeah, I'll see you soon then. I'll call you" Harry replied.

Draco watched from where he stood touching the oranges as if pretending to busy himself into something as Harry bid his bye to the girl who obviously wore a dress down to the cleavage that if it were any more exposing, her breasts would fall out. Just the thought of it made Draco almost puke in his mouth, he didn't however know why.

Harry returned grinning, his hands shoved in his pockets.

" looks like you've got a hanger in your mouth" Draco sarcastically said

" she- she just is so great you know, I mean did you look at her, she was going to watch over for her sister's kid. How great is that "

" big deal, I teach kids everyday " Draco never really knew why he said what he said but he knew he said it and practically ran into his bedroom, announcing he was too tired and would like to be left alone.

That particular night he had a dream about making out with Harry and just like that he had woken up startled, shocked and surprised to death and couldn't wait to forget the dream.

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" I'd wonder after getting a boyfriend, you'd actually wear his jumpers more than mine " Harry teased as he looked through CD's to find a movie to watch.

Draco was confused before he realised the debt he had to pay for lying that he had a boyfriend " oh-oh yeah- yours just fit better "

" they're basically falling off your shoulder, you 4 sized model " Harry chuckled. 

Draco secretly smiled rubbing the corner of his eyes “ laundry is a lot to do” 

“ Well if you’d keep procrastinating it, it would seem like a lot, why don’t you just go with someone- your date perhaps “ 

“ Yeah, I'm sure my date would be thrilled to go on a date at Laundromat “ Draco rolled his eyes, shutting off the kitchen cabinets and disposing of the bags he bought things into the drawer. 

They were silent for a little too long when Harry almost fell back, almost startled “ we should double date “ 

Draco stubbed his foot against the chair, groaning in pain “what?” 

“ you are dating someone, i’m dating someone, we should go on a double date” Harry suggested 

“ oh- i- i don’t know yet, i mean we just started out dating, I don’t want to scare him off you know” 

“ But I'm pretty sure he knows about me, right? You guys must’ve talked and everything or- you didn’t tell him you’re living with me ?” Harry asked quizzically 

Draco frowned, wondering why should he had told that to anyone he was ever dating but he couldn’t think of a reason why. 

“ Did you find something to watch or not ?” Draco interrupted 

“ How does Die hard sound?” 

Draco shook his head " too violent "

" How does Titanic sound ?" Harry asked showing him the CD

" Nah, too sad, the hot guy dies " Draco mumbled bringing the cold coffees he made in his hand and standing next to harry to see which movie CD's they had

" Cars ?" Harry asked looking up at Draco from where he was sat

" metal cars with faces and racing, I'm not 5"

" but you love cars " Harry countered

" well- I'm just not in that mood " Draco replied

" well then what kind of mood are you even in ?"harry asked

Draco thought for a moment staring at the wall at the opposite wall with a scrunched face and then replied" something- like uplifting "

"romantic comedy then. You're such a sap Draco " Harry chuckled, fetching 10 things I hate about you.

" I'm not a sap and you enjoy romantic comedies as much as I do, they're comforting " Draco bounced back on the couch with Pillow tucked over his lap.

" Not going to lie, they are, " Harry agreed, sitting down on the couch next to Draco and keeping his feet over the table, crossing them immediately.

" You ordered pizza right ?" Harry asked a while later

" I thought you did "

" Why would I do it ?" Harry countered back in pitchy tone

" because you said you would " Draco argued

" but-"

" just go and order for Merlin's sake, it'll only take 2 minutes " Draco rolled his eyes eating his popcorn

Harry groaned and got up mumbling to himself about how irresponsible Draco was making Draco laugh in himself.

It took Harry far too long when he finally returned after ordering the pizza to the point that he had called out Harry a lot of times telling him the good scene was up until Harry returned with a light jacket in his hand.

"Were you making the piz- are you going to get the pizza from the store or what ?" Draco questioned

" what- no- the pizza would be around in 5 minutes. I'm just going to Nadia's, she called and she asked if I was free and I told her I was so we're going to hang out " Harry shrugged his jacket on himself huffing when he accidentally hit his face with the chain.

“ So what, now you’re just going to cancel our movie day ?” Draco asked offended 

“Well Draco- you understand right, I mean this is the girl I’m dating-” 

“ And just because you’re dating we have to do everything according to her, I don’t get it. It’s our movie day and you’re going to cancel it for some girl” Draco raised his voice, almost hurt 

“ Its just a movie night Draco, we can do it anytime-” 

“ It isn’t about we can do it anytime, it’s about you committing to the plan and lately all you’ve been doing is making your plans according to her, I mean Harry there are other people in the world too- “ 

“ Oh I’m sorry for actually being considerate about my date and wanting to spend time with her and taking her somewhere nice but oh- i forgot that’s because i’m dating her and this is what dating is all about and it may seem offensive to you but i frankly don’t care about you and that stupid movie. And i’m going on whatever my date is as a nice guy because Unlike you Draco I don’t just sleep with people and leave them- i-i didn’t mean-” 

“ Yeah, sure, Whatever Harry “ Draco's voice broke as he shut off the TV and stormed back into his room, slamming his door loudly as he got in. 

Harry ran across the hall after Draco and loudly knocked on his door. 

“ Draco, please- you know I didn’t mean it- Draco-” 

“ Just go away Harry “ Draco called from the other side of the room and Harry could only sigh to himself. 

“ Draco I’m sorry, alright, I didn’t mean it “ Harry frowned when met with silence, resting his head against Draco’s door but the silence dragged on for too long and Harry turned to see the time, immediately realizing he was late. 

“Draco- i’m sorry alright, just know it okay, but i really need to go. Just- don’t be mad at me for too long “ But Draco didn’t reply and Harry left the apartment defeated. 

At night when Harry returned, he hadn't known that Draco was sitting in the corner of the kitchen counter silently eating his ice cream when he saw Harry walk past with a smile covering his face, he was humming to some song that he only sang when he was in a very good mood and it made Draco's heart clench to see how happy Harry seemed or how that girl made him so happy when Draco always thought that he could be the only to make him smile like that. Draco didn't want to hate Harry being in a good, Cherishing, uplifted mood but after the argument they had he couldn't bring himself to not be mad at him. Draco had sulked the entire day away, even regretting how he should've forgiven Harry because he knew he didn't mean it but after seeing him like that, he couldn't help it and above everything else, he didn't know who he was more mad at, himself for being petty or Harry who looked happy or the girl who made him so happy.

As Harry expected Draco remained mad at him for long and refused to even be in the same place or room as Harry and it was affecting him more than he even imagined. Half his mind was always involved into making plans to fix things with Draco even when he was on a date and it was unintentionally affecting his dating life with Nadia. 

“ Big deal Harry, he’ll forgive you at some point, don’t worry” Nadia comforted him 

“But that’s the point, he isn’t,I said some stupid things I should not have “ Harry almost wanted to take his hands away from Nadia’s grip because they didn't feel familiar but he reminded himself that she was only trying to comfort him.

“ He’ll come around Harry-” and just then his apartment door opened and Draco walked in with a bunch of laundry in his hands. 

“ You did the laundry?” Harry asked immediately, standing up unconsciously losing his hold with Nadia. 

“ I did since you were bothered that I wore your clothes  I’ll leave your clothes on your bed “ Draco dismissed Harry without looking at him and busying himself with keeping his keys on the counter. 

“ I mean I didn’t actually mind it besides now they all smell good because of you, you could’ve done them any day “ It was clear Harry was trying to mend things with Draco but he didn’t acknowledge it. 

He turned around to face Harry finally after days, his eyes even falling on Nadia but retracing back to Harry “ I also made sure your clothes doesn’t smell like my stupid expensive perfume or me, I washed them three times so now all it smells like is detergent “ 

Harry opened his mouth to say something but he couldn’t, he was just face planted with the idea of how much it actually hurt him right now to listen to him talking about not wanting to wear his clothes anymore. He always assumed that this was in fact what he wanted but the thought of Draco washing his clothes out of spite and the possibility of Draco never wearing his clothes again made his heart grow smaller in his chest. He thought he didn’t like his clothes smelling like Draco’s soap or perfume but to even think of his clothes smelling like just detergent made him want to make Draco wear all his clothes so they smelled like him again and never washing it again because he never wanted his clothes to smell of anything but Draco . Just laundry making his mind do circles made him feel like a lunatic but he hated to feel distant from Draco anymore. He hated what they had turned into but the more he hated was the fact that he didn't know how to fix it.

Harry and Draco would have stood there watching each other, hurt by each other but as if Nadia sensed it, she spoke up.

"Let's go out for coffee " and she said and practically dragged Harry out with her.

Harry didn't want to but he knew that if there was one thing that was true was the fact that Draco definitely didn't want to see Harry anymore. He watched Draco as he left with Nadia, a pang of guilt in his chest that grew stronger when Draco watched him watching him leave but he was sure at this point that he could do nothing.

It was less than a few minutes when Harry had found himself sitting in a cafe across the street but he was lost in his own thoughts.

" he'll forgive you "

He almost jumped up in his chair then realised Nadia bought them coffees.

" What's this ?"

" it's a chai tea,like a venti. It's really good "

Harry didn't wanna break her heart but he loathed chai tea, it tasted disgusting to him and the only time he actually even liked tea was the one's Draco prepared when he was ever sick and he couldn't help but remember the time when they had first taken chai tea as something new to try but ended up laughing all the way back home throwing it in the dumpster because of how awful it tasted to them.

Harry hesitantly took a sip of the chai tea and almost wanted to throw up but Nadia was looking at him so eagerly in hope that he drank a bit more and gave her a reluctant smile. He could imagine Draco Snickering in the back of his head but bringing Harry the special order that only Draco knew what it was, not even Harry knew himself. It was sort of a routine they had made, they both knew each other's favourite coffee order but none of them knew their own coffee and it was sort of appealing but at a moment like this when he had to gulp down the entire chai tea he wished Draco was here to order him his drink.

" You didn't like it, did you ?" Nadia asked empathetically.

" Was I that obvious ?" Harry scrunched his face trying to get rid of the after taste.

" It's not such a big deal Harry, you could've just said you didn't like it and I would've replaced it. What do you like, I'll order that for you ?" She asked

Harry could've said anything but how could he answer when he himself didn't know what he liked " I- I actually don't know "

" What do you mean you don't know ? You must like at least some sort of coffee ?" She asked frowning

" Well you see- Draco Knows my order. We just have this thing that we know each other's orders but don't know our own, it was just a stupid thing we tried out once but we couldn't get rid of the habit " harry explained

" So you guys don't know what kind of coffee you individually like ?" She asked, almost cutting off a laugh.

" nope " harry emphasised on the 'p'

" well- that's- something entirely your two's business and I can't possibly figure out your order on my own so looks like you're gonna need Draco for the rest of your life " she laughed but even if Harry laughed, he didn't find it humorous, In Fact the thought of having Draco being in his life for the rest of his life seemed very appealing and he didn't know why but after living with him for so long and knowing him for almost all his life, he couldn't imagine a place in his life where there isn't Draco.

He knew Nadia was talking about something or joking about something a but his heart and his mind was left somewhere else, maybe at the apartment where Draco was and even if he subconsciously felt like he knew the reason he didn't dwell on the thought of it, he just sat there as Nadia talk about a bunch of stuff and his mind thinking of Draco and how he had known him his almost entire life that the thought of Draco not being in his life somehow messed up with the functioning. He sat there thinking of who would wear his clothes if Draco's gone or who would order his coffee or who would buy the CD's to watch movie or who would he even have a movie night with or who would he take to the boring ministry party's he went as a guest to or who would he play quidditch with or who would take him on random adventures in the most chaotic of times or who would bring the flowers for the bowl in the kitchen or who would remind him that he ran out of his ice cream or who would tell him that he dumped his work clothes in the dumpster in the hallway or who would tell him that his glasses are at the top of his head and who would make him wear those glasses or who would randomly help Harry to tie his tie, not because he couldn't do it but because Draco enjoyed doing it or who would steal his wand for petty fights and hide it above the cabinet's in the kitchen that Harry pretends he doesn't know is his hiding spot or who would sit with a pillow while watching movie because Harry falls asleep on Draco's lap more than often or who would braid Harry's hair sometimes just because it's fun or who would clean the TV cabinet because he saw a tiny bit of dust or who would organise his closet or who would he rate people with in a bar based on their outfit or who would he rate house with for how good they looked or who would he ride a bus with or who would just go on a walk with, if not Draco then who, if he doesn’t share all f this with Draco then who ?

Harry doesn't remember much from after the cafe but he knew exactly when he got in the apartment and saw Draco sleeping on the couch and he covered him up with a soft couch blanket they had kept only because of this reason. He smiled at Draco when he saw his lips curl up a Little bit in his sleep and he almost wanted to brush off the hair off his face but Draco was a light sleeper and he didn't want to wake him up especially after realising that this was the most he'd seen him smile the entire week. He left him to be and swiftly took one of his jumpers and sneaked in Draco's closet and went inside his room.

As day's Turned into weeks, Draco started to realise the real reason he was mad at Harry. He was hurt. That was it, he was hurt that Harry was replacing Draco with someone who he had just met when he had known him for all his life, he was hurt because instead of going to the parks with Draco, Harry now was going with that girl, because it pained him to see that Harry returned smiling more than often. He was hurt because it was all happening in front his eyes and he couldn't do anything to prevent it, he remained there watching Harry making plans with the girl, cancelling the one's with Draco and he didn't even know why it made him mad, he certainly didn't own Harry or he wasn't his significant other but reality crushed him when he realised that this was probably what the rest of his life is going to look like, the one where Harry dates someone else and have his happy ever after while Draco sulk away, regretting everything and getting off who he was with. And he didn't like to admit it out loud but he was jealous. Jealousy bubbled inside him like a Lava as Harry and Nadia got deeper into the whole dating thing, he didn't quite know why or he did know why but he didn't want to admit but for just one day, Draco wished he could be with Harry without his date and everything else, just the two of them, they could do anything and everything and just for that one day Draco would like to prove to him that Draco was so much more better than she was. 

Harry and Draco had made some progress after almost 3 weeks when they accidentally got invested into a conversation about some stupid Mark at work and had ended up making a joke about it when they realised they weren't talking to each other and awkwardly went into their respective rooms, little did the two of them know they kept smiling the entire time behind their own doors, going to bed with a grin on their faces because they had finaly talked about something, even if for a little while,they enjoyed it. 

But that was all for the remainder of the week because they didn't interact for the rest and Harry kept venting out to Nadia about how immature it was at this point.

" harry- ha- harry- shut up " Nadia interjected loudly. He was taken aback by her tone but the reason became more clear when she spoke up.

" look- I-i just appreciate you venting out to me and everything and you talking about how it's been going on for so long and how immature it is and I appreciate how you're not keeping it in but Harry I'm dating- just you, not the two of you "

" What do you mean ?" Harry frowned.

" What I mean is Harry, I'm only dating you but I just always feel like I'm also dating Draco at the same time. It's always about Him, he likes this restaurant, he knows my orders, he likes this food, oh he said the food here isn't good, this sweater is a perfect fit on Draco, he likes the same Ice cream or no he doesn't like that. It's always he likes this or what he doesn’t like or it's always about how immature Draco is to keep this whole thing going on and how you want to fix things up but you're not, or how you had a wonderful conversation with him by accident but it was a progress. I like you Harry, I do, very much, you're a very considerate guy but It's always about him and it's a bit annoying " Nadia exhaustingly huffed as if she'd been keeping it in for a very long time.

" you- think I talk about him too much ?" Harry asked, almost shocked but also not.

" you do harry, you do too much and i know you like me but it's clear you're absolutely inevitably in love with Draco, I mean Jesus you're thinking off him half the time you're with me " she responded

Harry was suddenly taken aback " I am not in love with Draco- I mean that is just absurd beyond anything. Draco is good friend that is all, there's nothing like that about him and i am most definitely not attracted to him "

" the hell you're not harry '' she chuckled " you literally spend all your time thinking about him, you only like him wearing your clothes, I'm the one you're dating but you've never offered me one but you just happen to love him in your clothes even though they're very oversized, he's the only person who knows your goddamn coffee order, he's the only person you make any plans with, he's the Only one who allowed to touch your stuff, he's the only one allowed to eat you ice cream, I mean please Harry who are you kidding, you're so mind numbingly in love with Draco and it's so adorable how you don't even know about it. Just think of it this way, are you that sort of friend with anyone but Draco ? Can you imagine laying in your best friend's lap, Ron's lap for instance? Can you ?"

He must've gotten the point but he wasn't ready to give in, he could not love Draco, how could he, he was his flatmate, or could he ?

" I- I don't love him " he stammered

" Okay then maybe you like him a lot. You care for him too much harry and that's not how friends care for each other. You don’t search for just a friend in a room full of people or you don’t stare at your friend from across the room like they mean everything to you, you don’t do that if you’re just friends and its not just you but I know Draco liked you too and maybe that’s why he is giving you a hard time " she pointed out with a warm smile.

" but- no- I don't like him, we're just very comfortable friends " harry rambled.

Nadia shook her head smiling " alright, if you don't think that, then it's okay but I know you are definitely in love with him, so I'm gonna do you a favour and I'm going to break up whatever this is, alright. I don't want to spend the rest of my time waiting for some guy who I know is in love with his friend and I'm the reason he's not with him " she smiled.

Harry shook his head " that's not true-"

" It's okay Harry, it's what I believe. Let me do that. And I know you've been wanting to break up too but you're just too sweet to do that " she wasn't wrong and so he didn't counter back.

" Next time bring Draco on a coffee date alright " she chuckled, paying for her half of the bill.

" but-"

But she left, abandoning Harry in the cafe. He walked back home with no thought other than what she had said and the weird part was even though he was just broken off, he was still thinking about Draco and how he might possibly be in love with him or how at least others frame him to be in love with Draco even if he wasn't but somewhere Harry knew Nadia wasn't all wrong. Draco consumed a greater part of his mind and heart and he didn't mind it, not even a little bit. The more stranger part was he could imagine loving Draco, taking him out on a date, holding his hand,kissing his forehead, cuddling with him, watching movies with him, living with him, making breakfast for him, making dinner even, bringing him flowers, taking care of him when he’s sick because he already did all of them and he liked doing it for Draco, he liked being there with him with whatever it was. 

He entered the flat to Draco preparing dinner in the kitchen when he joined in and sat down in one of the kitchen stools watching Draco work.

Harry might've been too silent that Draco didn't notice his presence but he jumped up as soon as he did, making the hot bowl of soup fall all over Draco's hands.

" fuck- couldn't you had just announced yourself when you came in " Draco gritted as he shook his hands rapidly. Harry jumped up from his seat, getting hold of Draco's hands and putting them under cold water.

"Well now you know how it feels when you ghostly appear in the Middle of the night " Harry rolled his eyes, washing Draco's hands in his own.

" Does it hurt ?" He asked instantaneously

" Like a bitch, Harry" Draco scoffed but it was clear it pained him.

Harry immediately fetched a bag of pea from the refrigerator and applied it over his hand making draco relax under his touch.

" Better ?"

" loads " Draco responded with his eyes closed in relief.

Harry watched Draco as his eyes remained closed, the water kept running Between their hands still together and how he liked holding his hand right now and he couldn’t help but think about all that Nadia said and he wondered if it was all true. 

Draco opened his eyes as if he could feel he was being watched and turned his face to Harry, who still kept staring at him. Harry kept watching him how his face seemed so soft from the relief and just the way he was with his little dimpled smile and that mischevious smirk, those quirky sarcasm and his loud silence and he knew then that what Nadia said was true, he truly loved him, he loved him because who he was in Harry's life and how he filled every space remaining in his heart but romantically he knew he liked Draco a lot, he liked him too much that his heart was racing like it was trying to win a race with no cars around but just going on and on.

" what ?" He asked softly.

Harry gulped, Breaking out of his trance and closing the tap and taking his hands away from Draco's hand but the bag of pea immediately fell and Harry knew he couldn't leave his hand, not just yet.

" how does it feel ?" Harry asked, he didn't know what exactly he was asking for but he did.

" it- better- it'll be fine in a while, it was just soup " Draco replied looking away from Harry who was staring at him for far too Long that Draco almost felt embarrassed.

" wasn't it your date today ?" Draco asked

"We- we actually broke up " Harry replied

Draco grew confused suddenly asking him what happened.

" She thinks I love someone else " Harry's heart hammered loudly in his chest as he stared at their hands.

" oh " Draco's face immediately fell.

" she thinks I'm in love with you because all I do is talk about you all day long " Harry hesitantly added

Draco swallowed, his own heart beating rapidly " yo- you don't ?"

Harry wanted to look up at Draco but he didn't know how to face him right now, how could he look him in the eye and tell him the truth after everything they've been through. How could he and what if Draco didn't like him ?

" I- "

" Never mind " Draco interjected when Harry took too long to reply, taking the bag of pea from Harry and moving away from his hold.

" what- Draco-" but Draco was deciding to walk away and the only way to hold him back was to stop him from going by pulling him back from his waist and standing just before Draco, so he almost caged him.

" I- didn't say anything, " Harry said.

‘’But you obviously don't, " Draco said, looking at his feets.

Harry put his finger under Draco's chin making him look up in his eyes.

" Do you ?" Harry asked

Draco remained speechless for a long time, perhaps finding a better way to confess but didn't know without fearing a rejection.

" I- I don't know " Draco replied

" I don't know either," Harry added.

" what ?" Draco questioned frowning.

" it's true that I talk about you all day Long and it's true that I think about you way more than I should or that we're not friend friends but up until now I never really realised if I actually liked you or not, I maybe always knew I liked you somewhere but I'm refusing myself because i’m sort of afraid but I think I do but I also think- nmph" Harry arms immediately fell over Draco's waist as he felt his lips over his own and breaking away too soon.

" Did it help ?" Draco asked innocently.

" Maybe we should try again and then we might find out'' Harry whispered blushing and they kissed again and this time they kissed for longer than before and with no rush to separate. It wasn't perfect, there was a little bit of more tongue than the other was used to or there was less of tongue than other was used to and there was too much stumbling and there was even stepping on the others toes but everything became worth it when they finally found the rhythm and Harry had cupped Draco's back pulling him closer and Draco's wounded hands were in Harry's hair pulling him closer too. It took them a while to find a way to make their kiss perfect, their own perfect kiss with just the appropriate amount of tongue, appropriate amount of lip biting, the overflowing feelings included with a passion and a desire to find air in other's mouths. They didn't care after a point what they were breathing because in that moment all it mattered was that they were kissing each other, finally, after maybe putting their feelings in denials.

They only broke apart when Draco accidentally bumped his hands together and he immediately winced in pain and Harry instantly made some distance, taking Draco's hands in his own and applying a cold bag of pea again.

" Maybe we should save it for later, " Harry smiled.

Draco nodded, smiling.

They sat down after a while Harry was holding the bag of pea in his hand for him when Draco spoke up.

" What does this mean ? Like do you like me ?  Are we going to start dating ?"

Harry Chuckled " I think I've always liked you but I would like to figure out till what extent I am in love with you and it can mean whatever you want it to mean, it can Also be just 2 five year olds doing playdate '

Draco chuckled shaking his hand " you're daft "

Harry laughed a little before the laughter evaporated and he was left with a smile " I would like to take you out on a date If you'd like that ?"

Draco bit his lip softly, nodding " I'd love to "

Harry placed a soft chaste kiss over lips Before he broke away Just to ask a simple question " does this mean you like me ?"

Draco rolled his eyes big time " you really are an idiot,i had my tongue in your mouth not 5 seconds ago. Of course I like you, I’ve liked you for a while now "

Harry Chuckled and resumed kissing Draco softly.They finally were more than just friends and there was no one more happy about it than them.

Thank you so much @drarrywords for helping me out with this prompt a lot

This took me almost three days to write, i just hope people don’t hate this . Ps. On side note thank you so much for 500 followers despite my recent immense inactivity which i'm gravely sorry about.

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Da Capo - Part 11

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Coda (Italian: 'tail'). The tail end of a piece of music. Usually a section which indicates the end of the piece or section is approaching.

The wind howled where he sat, his back unsupported,his legs dangling off the roof and the smoke of one of the chimneys going off in the air, leaving grey clouds behind. He liked this peace, the silence, the scene in all because perhaps he was always looking for that void inside him to be filled and this helped him,the bizarre evening with one part of the sky already turning a darker shade of blue while the rest was painted in the pink orange sky, he liked it, he liked it all here, right where he was yet he felt himself to be in one of those moments where he’s diving in the ocean looking for something only he doesn’t know what it is, he’s just going deeper and deeper but he doesn’t even realise what it is. There were so many moments in his life that felt like blank canvas waited to be painted with or he felt as if he stood before a blank canvas with a brush in his hand, a stroke in position but he doesn’t know what to paint and it scares him that he doesn’t. He heard someone once say that he was the master of his own life, that his decisions, his choices, his life all lied in his own hands but he had often related himself to the animals left in the circus to perform, he knows what he needs to perform because he’s been trained to, he had rehearsed it but when the time comes when he’s on stage and it’s all real, he’s alone and he does as he had practiced and everyone in the audience thinks he came up with it, that he did it but that was the thing, he didn’t, he never did anything on his own,he was just a well trained circus animal ready to play fetch on stage. The silence grew louder in his chest and he stared longingly at the view reminiscing his conversations, the one with Draco which was more a dissolved argument than a conversation and the conversation with Ron 3 days ago . Reality crushed him like every other time and he fucked up once again, like he did several times in his life, like he did with everyone, like he fucked up at work today, he hated this him, the one who fucked up a lot, the one who let people down, the one who messed up relationships, the one where he remained alone bearing the consequences of fucking up, he wishes he didn’t fuck up but he felt all his life has been nothing but a fuck up and maybe that’s why he left everything behind so he could relearn life, so he could undo himself, be a new transformed Harry who didn’t fuck up and everyone would love him but it always felt impossible for him to not fuck up, it was as if it ran in his veins to mess it all up. 

He visions the look on Draco’s face the night he left, the night they fought recently, he can imagine that it was the same pained look he woke upto everyday after Harry left him. He thought he did good, leaving Draco, abandoning him so he could see clearly why being with Harry was only a ruin, a sort of abysmal curse but the day he held the phone to his hear to call him back, he knew somewhere deep inside him that Draco didn’t see Harry that way, not yet at least. He wanted him to hate Harry, to finally open his closed eyes and see why being with Harry was just a stupid mistake but in his moments of weaknesses, he seek his comfort, his touch, his soft eyes, his soft smile, his love for him that he knows still linger somewhere, behind all of it, there’s still love and Draco didn’t deny it the night Draco left, he didn’t run away like Harry did, he faced his love and he conquered it and he stood with love and he exposed his love for Harry like an open wound but instead of healing it, Harry digs the flesh a little deeper so he was hurt, more, but maybe Draco was a fool in love that Harry knew he’d wait. He said it so himself that night that he’d wait, it wasn’t in his words that gave him assurance, it was in his face, in his eyes, in his pain that he’d wait when Harry is ready but how long would he wait until he have to give up. Would he ever even give up ? If 10 years from now if Harry doesn’t return home or he doesn’t reply to his calls, would he give up ? Would he settle with a man who would love him and cherish him and promise to love him to his grave, would Draco go with the man or would he wait for Harry to run to the altar to stop his wedding or would he wait for Harry late at night in his marriage to pick up the undialled call or would he look at strangers in the store and mistake them to be Harry and accidentally wave at them, would he name his kid Harry because it reminded him of the early happiness in his life, would he wait or would he give up if Harry decides to never return ? 

Harry likes to imagine a life where Draco waits, a life where the fight over who tore the grocery bag or who’s turn is it to change the toothpaste or who forgot to put the milk in the fridge or a life where Draco have sweet nicknames for Harry each day, a life where they celebrate anniversaries with their loved on. A simpler life, the one where Harry doesn’t mess up but when an year ago when he used to see Draco stressed over things that Harry caused, he just wished to take his pain away, his sufferings away and that time the answer seemed to be leaving him and it maybe worked for a while, but then the void started to grow day by day as he walked the streets of Paris alone, as he visited all those famous places alone, as he started to shop alone, he felt the void growing and no air, no water, no sand, nothing extinguished it because it wasn’t a fire, it was in its own ‘matter’ that took up space, weight and mass, a weight that felt heavier day by day. He remembers one day when he woke up and he was in a good mood for once in a very long while and he remembered discussing with Draco about how Paris was a nice place to go for a trip and he booked the tickets as a surprise for their coming anniversary but that night when he had came from work, he saw Draco so much stressed from work, from things at home, from family, people that Harry tore those tickets apart without even thinking twice, now he likes to think that maybe taking Draco on that trip would’ve changed everything, for better or for worse, either on that trip Draco could’ve realised how Harry was a burden in his life or he could’ve realised that Harry was the one he wanted to spend the rest of his life with but he never waited to find out because he was  impulsive and he took a decision so fast that he never even fully thought of what would’ve happened and somewhere Harry pretends its alright because he could not have bore such a result, he could not have bared being the one in his life or the worse where Draco would’ve decided to leave Harry because it seemed better when he didn’t know the truth but he wishes a lot that he knew it, he wishes that he had taken him on that trip and found out the answers that beheld, but again that’s what his entire life was, looking for answers for questions he never asked. There are questions he had pinned in the last page of his journal he opens only when he have a new one and the most highlighted one was the one " why did I come to Paris ? Why did I run away ?"

Maybe Draco was a bait he fed the answer as to the question but it had always been bigger than that, he knew it, he knew when he felt it when he blamed draco most nights that he ran away, he can feel it stirring inside his bones like an earthquake ready to divide the earth in two, but he doesn't know, he doesn't know what the answer is, neither is he sure he would ever be ready to learn that answer. He liked to live in peace that he didn't know it, yet he spent most of his days wondering about the dangling question just like his feets right now. He knows the answer wouldn't make any difference but he likes to think it would, he likes to imagine that he knows the answer, he likes to imagine that the answer lies in his fist but he's just too afraid to let go.

He heard the screeching of the door open behind him of the roof and he turned around to see Thomas walking in with a ball in his hand.

" Que fais-tu ici ?" ( What are you doing here ?) Thomas asked walking towards Harry, his ball tucked under his arm

" La vie " ( life ) Harry Chuckled.

Thomas didn't say anything but sat down besides Harry, a little scared to keep his feet dangling so he held onto the wall too tight.

" won't fall " Harry assured

" Comment savez-vous ?" ( How do you know ) Thomas snapped lightly

" this wall beneath " Harry pointed at the wall beneath his dangling feet. Thomas relaxed a little but still held onto to the wall tightly.

" Et la vie alors ? " ( So what about life ) Thomas asked turning to face Harry a little.

Harry chuckled " Tout " ( everything )

" dis-moi tout alors " ( tell me all about it then ) Thomas said.

Harry confusedly frowned at Thomas, trying to reconnect in his head the meaning of the words.

" tell me about it?" Thomas said in his french accent.

" Ce n'est rien " ( it's nothing ) Harry shook his head

" tell me" Thomas egged.

Harry stared at Thomas, a little boy of 12 for longer than a few minutes then thought what harm could it do.

" Un garçon " Harry said with a smile ( a boy )

" Celui qui a visité ?" ( The one who visited ) Thomas asked curiously

Harry nodded " Utilisé pour sortir avec lui" ( used to date him )

" you don't say " Thomas chuckled.

Harry smiled at Thomas confused " Pourquoi ?" ( Why ?)

" ah, he love you- Beaucoup " ( very much ) Thomas chuckled.

" how do you- did he tell you ?" Harry asked curiously

" no, I just see " Thomas answered.

Harry wanted to Laugh, he was a mere boy of 12, how possibly could he had seen the love or anything that existed but Harry always knew Thomas has been far wiser for his age and had noticed thing's many failed to notice.

" Qu'as-tu vu ?" ( What did you see ?) Harry asked

" Amour " ( love ) Thomas smiled.

" what sort ?" Harry asked now genuinely being curious, as if it'd help find answers.

" you see- this " he picked up his ball and pointed at it. Harry nodded. " Je joue au foot tous les jours, j'adore ça. Comme si c'était mon oxygène. He love you like that " ( I play soccer every day, I love it. Like it's my oxygen)

Harry thinks he barely understood it, he thinks he doesn't understand his french but he did, he knew when he picked up his ball, he knew where he was going just when he pointed at it, he understood the end most of all.

" football- my life- he love you- like your his life " Thomas said.

Harry stared at Thomas with a ball in his hand for very long time, he could hear him breathing, the scratching of his elbow on the ball, the sound of the chimney blowing off, the sound of a pressure cooker giving a whistle, he could listen it all and yet he was stuck with his echoing words from Thomas "he love you- like your his life "

Draco loved harry like he was his life, was it true, he didn't know.

" Commentaire savez-vous ?" ( How do you know ) Harry finally asked.

" Vous pouviez le voir, à la façon dont il vous rendait visite, à la façon dont il vous achetait à manger, à la façon dont vous riiez ensemble quand vous montiez les escaliers, c'était un rire plutôt agaçant mais c'était un vrai rire, Vous pouviez le voir dans la façon dont il vous regardait, dans la façon dont il marchait avec vous, parlait avec vous, dans tout. Il t'aime, beaucoup, tellement" Thomas answered truthfully.

(You could see him, the way he visited you, the way he bought you food, the way you laughed together when you walked up the stairs, it was a pretty annoying laugh but it was a real one, the laugh,You could see it in the way he looked at you, in the way he walked with you, spoke with you, in everything. He loves you, a lot, so much)

Harry's French wasn't as strong as it should've been and he knew he didn't understood most of it but he could feel it when Thomas said everything, he meant Draco loved him in everything, In the way he laughed with him, in the way he talked with him, in the way he visited him, in the way he walked with him, he loved him in everything and a lot too.

" Comment en savez-vous autant ? " ( How you know so much ?) Harry asked after a while.

" watching " Thomas replied, then pointed at the dying sun and smiled " it's beautiful "

Harry smiled after a while too. It was beautiful. It was very much indeed.

" you love him too ?" Thomas asked.

Harry nodded " too much that it hurts "

Thomas understandably nodded.

" he loved you too much- must hurt him too "

Harry frowned, it was like it just hit him, it must hurt him too, not because Harry wasn't with him, it must because he had Harry and yet didn't, it must hurt him because Harry's hurting and he knew it, he knew it because he was waiting, because he said he would, because he knew harry was hurting. It occured to him then that Draco knew all of it, but was waiting for Harry to speak about it, that it was hurting him to remain in love with someone who was also in Love but was afraid of it, and he knew it, Draco knew all of it yet pretended he didn't.

Harry didn't say anything for a long while after that just thinking of Draco until it started getting darker and he realised they had been sitting here for a long time doing nothing.

" Je ne sais pas pourquoi je suis venu à Paris ? " ( I don't know why I came to Paris ) Harry abruptly said.

Thomas startled a bit until he relaxed then spoke up " Pourquoi veux-tu rester ?" ( why do you want to stay )

" Je ne sais pas " ( I don't know ) Harry honestly Answered.

Thomas shook his head then got off the fence wall and jumped behind to walk back towards the door but he he remained there for a moment only to say " Alors trouve une raison de revenir en arrière " ( then find reasons to go back )

Harry looked at Thomas for moment longer than one until Thomas nodded, bidding a bye and left and Harry remained there thinking about what Thomas had just said and why it suddenly hit him hard.

He realised he finally reached the bottom of the ocean, there was no beyond anymore, not anymore at least, just going back.

I added the translation of French portions so you people could understand. Thanks for the support so far.

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Da capo - part 6

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Ritenuto (Italian: ‘held back’)

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You're mine : but a soft epilogue

FLUFF

Harry can remember thinking the day he was running around in circles in the park when draco passed by him swiftly, challenging him and harry being the competitive person he is had raced draco. He remembered from that day when he looked at Draco, the way he had star gazed at him as if he was made of constellations, watched him gulp the water down his throat, looked at him as he fixed the watch on his wrist, the way he fixed his hair after having run for so long, the way he has harshly breathed; but harry Also remembers the way he looked at Draco on the little road trip they had done, the way draco just gazed outside in pure wonder like a dog putting his head out when seen something interesting, the way he had let his hand out and felt the air pass through his finger, the smile that had etched on his face after harry had woken him when he fell asleep, the way his eyes shone with a different shade of blue when the sunlight hit his face, the way he breathed softly while sleeping, the way he had ruffled Harry's hair during driving because he was bored. He remembered all of it and he wondered when did he fell for him, he didn't plan on it but he had fallen. He remembered that night when he had waited for draco to fall asleep on a sleepover so he could confess but he only found himself saying it to draco

"tell me I'm yours "

Draco had grinned in small smile, clutching Harry's hands in his own and whispered

" you're mine "

Harry had almost retracted his hand back out of fear, afraid that he had just whispered in his sleep but what draco said next " now let me sleep" he knew he was wide awake, waiting for harry to say maybe because he knew harry would never say it wide awake, but he was glad nonetheless Because he was finally, his.

Part of a 50 word prompt challenge i did on Instagram a while ago..

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For he who found solace

They all said when they lost the apartment they've been betting on for months, when they saw their fiance wanting something different, when they couldn't make it through a job interview, when they didn't get a promotion that " life is unfair " but little did they know about the suffering of Someone Somewhere across the world. What a pity should be offered to those who suffered like this but what a pity should be offered to the one who suffered plenty. What a pain must he had felt when the door shut on his face with his bags thrown out of the manor he grew up in, the place who was his own- for raising his voice, for choosing to be someone, for trying to be different, for choosing to not marry young, for choosing to not be a manufacturing unit for the malfoy blood line, for choosing to do the work he liked and not what they liked, for choosing to be Involved in work a malfoy wasn't supposed to be involved in, for choosing to stand for what was right, for choosing to love men over women, what a pity it was to stand there where he stood with tear stained faced with shaking hands and choked sobs that didn't stop. The pain he felt was not what they understood because their father didn't call them a dirty filthy son and threw them out with the bags. They didn't know. The world didn't know what he felt when he was there, nobody cared to. Draco picked up his bags, Walked with destroyed confidence because of that scar that a ruled the life of a 19 year old boy. He disapparated to the one boy who had known the pain, who had lived with his life being ruled upon, who has been rumoured to have broken up with girlfriend. Draco never knew why or how or what he could've done but he knew out of all the used to be broken fragments of people, it was he who would offered him the solace he seeked. He rang the doorbell at much later than midnight and upon opening be whispered in broken voice " can I stay here for a while? I have no one " harry nodded, helping him with bags and letting him in.

It was after hours in the morning light when draco had finally decided he could face the world he approached harry with a small nod and harry stood up, wrapped his arms around him because he finally could and whispered " life is unfair "

I was too tired to complete my prompt tonight.

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Any 8 th year drarry!?

@miimiiqueen This ask got me a little in puzzle.. Are you asking, have I written 8th year Drarry or do I have any 8th year Drarry recs- either way, I'll tell both.

8th year Drarry recs-

Scared Potter by Michespade on wattpad

Azoth by zeitgeistic on AO3- LINK

Skating at Midnight by orphan_account- LINK

Simulacrum by slashpervert- LINK ( SMUT ONE SHOT )

It was all just a game by Write_me227- LINK (follows 4th year to even after 8th year )

Hold my hand by _the_drarry_life_ on wattpad

Until the very end by SlyT05 on wattpad

Mistakes by @badwriterrr on AO3

I haven't read much as you can you see, I'm still always looking for time to read things lately and this is so far what i can suggest in 8th year Drarry, I'm sure a lot of people can you help you out with it though

Here's a couple of what I've written in 8th year Drarry

concealment charms

Reasons not to be in love with Draco malfoy by Harry

Quidditch field victories

In the end

It all started at the astronomy tower

You're beautiful

Liars and lovers Part 1 & 2

That's all I have, sorry..

Da Capo - Part 12 - The Last  

Part 1 - 5 // Part 6 - 11 // Request by @sunflowerishdolphin is finally complete, a soft epilogue however will be released. Dialogue Prompt no. 16- “I love you. Is that what you wanted to hear ?” 

Da Capo-(Italian: from the beginning); at the end of a piece of music or a section of it, means that it should be played or sung again from the beginning.

Harry sat restlessly, his legs bouncing up and down frantically, biting his nails waiting for the ticket collector to just take his ticket. Leg bouncing? Nervousness. Biting his nails? Impatient. He stared out from the window as the train started moving and he pressed his back firmly against the seat, his heartbeat rising and falling. He was finally doing it, that’s all he thought, after 10 hours of his brain fusing and turning on again, he was finally going to do it, he was going to finally go home, at least what he used to call home.

In the last 10 hours after he had a peaceful conversation with Thomas about realizing there was only going back, he impatiently stared at the phone, picking up the dialler to call Draco, then set down again. He did it probably a thousand times until he knew there was no way he could fix everything without seeing him. So there he was boarding a 2-hour train at 8 p.m. to London.

“ votre billet ?” (your ticket)

Harry immediately fetched the ticket out of his front pocket, gave him the ticket then finally relaxed down in his chair as if taking the ticket away had done something to him. It really didn’t though.

Not more than 5 minutes later, his nervousness and anxiety crept back in him and he couldn’t wait to just reach already. He became so impatient that the woman who sat in front of him, knitting her sweater and telling a story about when she first started knitting, he felt like putting her sweater on fire but he assured himself it was just anxiety doing it to him, so after minutes he finally politely left his seat and went by the train door and opening it to just breathe. It was in that moment when Harry realized how the small compartments of the train were cage-like, forcing him to halt his breath, suffocating him as if a cord was circling tighter around his neck minute and by the minute. He couldn’t help it but when he stared at the compartment door of the Train, he realized how much he liked being here and how much the compartments reminded him of his life, the people in it and his past, the one that kept suffocating him unconsciously that he deeply desired to abandon everything and so like everything else, he remained seated at the train door instead of in his seat, because he felt more alive here than there.

Those 2 hours in going from Paris to London seemed like a journey of a lifetime with Harry watching fields after fields passing by, his breath halting some times, then relaxing again. Those 2 hours seemed to have taken everything out of him that was left, and rendered him exhausted, and not just physically. When he finally got to the station and boarded off, he sort of wished Draco was there standing to pick him up like Harry always picked him up at the station but then again, nobody knew Harry even was in London now, not even his own heart. It was just his mind that was finally in London and his physical being. It was as if a part of him still hadn’t accepted that he was back where it all started and maybe that part of him was never going to accept.

Harry took the first overpriced taxi to Draco’s apartment and with his heart beating loudly in his chest, he reached there, but when they reached the destination, Harry remained seated for the longest time that it kept overcharging him for every single he remained there.

“ anytime now,” the taxi driver said, biting off his dry lips, watching Harry in the mirror.

Harry looked at the driver, then at the apartment building, then again at the driver.

In the loop he performed, he vividly remembers sitting right in the taxi even the night he left, performing the same loop, it was all like, he was still stuck there, in time, in a loop of Draco and away. He could run away now too, he could easily abandon everything again and probably never come back again but then his eyes fell upon the closed bakery just in front of the building and he remembered the first time Draco had gotten home with stuff from that Bakery and for the first time Harry had felt worthy because someone had done something for him. All those small things that happened made so much more sense but like that closed bakery, abandonment was easier than keeping it up because you always have to pay the debts. He harshly breathed again, his hand pressed against his chest, rubbing in circles to calm his heart but as the loop went on for a longer time, he found it harder and harder to make the first steps. Abandonment was easier. Going away was easier. Leaving everything away was easier but coming back, it was the hardest thing to do.

He irrationally released a breath again and this time the driver spoke “ I’m at perfect Liberty to kick you out, are you going to get out or not ?”

Harry stared at the driver, then finally as if he found a little amount of courage and almost scared of the driver he got out, and the driver immediately scrambled away. He stared longingly at the apartment building, remembering how it had happened before too. It was a loop, Harry reminded himself. A Circle with infinite loops. A Circle that only got more intimidating as it closed in, only it wasn’t a circle closing in, it was right where it had been but it seemed to come closer or maybe it was all just in Harry’s head.

Minutes passed by and Harry remained there, standing in front of the apartment building, he could’ve remained there all night, slept there too, and just simply would’ve met Draco the next morning when he would leave for work but that was easier wasn’t It and coming back was hard and so this night Harry chose the harder thing to do, he walked the steps upstairs after several minutes and without thinking he rang the doorbell.

“ yes ?” A strange man opened the door and Harry’s breath almost stopped upon imagining that Draco had gotten on with someone, moved on, and finally started dating new and a couple hundred more possibilities until the guy asked him again what he actually needed.

“ there’s no Draco Malfoy here ” and he shut the door on Harry’s face. He weirdly stared at the door for a few moments until he realized he rang the wrong doorbell and finally walked up another floor.

He rang the doorbell after double-checking and finally after what felt like several seconds the door opened.

“ Harry ?”

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“ can I help you with a cup of tea or a coffee ?” Draco asked as he lowered his gaze at Harry from where he was standing to him who was sitting in Draco’s purple living room chair.

Harry didn’t reply like the several other times he hadn’t this night. He remained there, seated on the chair numb in silence. He was so silent that it seemed like he was in a shock which he was finding difficult to recover from. Draco didn’t know why he even tried asking anything anymore, he didn’t receive a reply anyways.

Draco sighed as he walked back into the kitchen and returned with a cup of coffee and put it on the coffee table next to Harry “if you feel like drinking of course ”

But he received no reply this time either. It was slightly frustrating if Draco had to be honest but the moment his eyes would land up on Harry, he knew there was something so much bigger than he’d ever expected, he knew Harry had a reason coming back here with the luggage but perhaps in the courageous act of packing the luggage he hadn’t made peace with the fact that he was infact coming back to London. So Draco waited like he always promised he would. 

“ I don’t know why you’re here and I’m sure you have a reason but since you’re basically in a shock, I’m going to sit there and keep reading my book like I was doing before, and if you feel like talking just speak up ”

Harry didn’t reply this time either, so defeated Draco sat down on the couch in front of the fireplace and resumed reading his book like he was doing before Harry came along. 

Though in Harry’s mind things ran wild. He was in Shock. He thought he knew what he was doing when he set off to come back here but sitting in the same apartment he abandoned a year ago everything felt so surreal like something was tormenting him. He knew his coming back here had a reason only in the rush of doing the right he hadn’t even thought of what he was going to say when he would finally face Draco. It was like he planned and he planned and there were words in his mouth but the moment he’d try to open his lips, they would collapse on his tongue and he’d be speechless again. There were so many things he wanted to say yet he didn’t know how to tell him, he knew nothing of how he was even going to speak up and it terrified him.

Minutes after minutes went by and only when Draco changed his position a little bit to tuck his feet under his thigh that Harry finally dared to speak.

“ I love you ”

Draco’s eyes widened suddenly, his book almost falling off his hands as he stared at Harry, the words echoing in the room in the thick air.

“ what? ” Draco asked, his throat closing in.

“I love you. Is that what you wanted to hear? Isn’t it ?” Harry nervously asked.

Draco inhaled sharply, closing his eyes for a moment before opening them again and resting his book on the side table, and properly turned to Harry.

“ No ” Draco shook his head “ That’s what you think I want to hear ”

“ then why everything ?” Harry asked

Draco frowned a little, his head tilting like he couldn’t believe Harry had asked something as stupid as this or that he just couldn’t believe that he had asked this question after everything that went down by the river.

“ because I like spending time with you. I told you that before too ”

“ but that’s not all ” Harry countered.

“ it is all-”

“ We both know it’s not ” and now it was Draco’s turn to be left speechless because they both knew it was always more than that, only both of them kept denying the bouncing thought that ever came in their heads until now.

“ Why are you here Harry? I thought you didn’t want to come back here anymore ?” He asked sighing.

“ bec- because- ” he halted then as if he realized he spoke again “ I don’t know ”

Draco let out an exaggerated breath, leaning back on his couch like he couldn’t believe Harry had answered but wasn’t surprised because he saw it coming.

“ you really don’t know? You took a train for here, you came all the way here and you don’t know why ”

“ I- I thought I knew but- I- I don’t anymore ” he stuttered.

Draco pinched the bridge of his nose lightly before he placed his hands to his side on the couch as if he was about to get up.

“ then you coming here was a waste ” and he indeed did get up.

But like a switch that flicked inside Harry, he stood up too and raised his voice to create more emphasis “ to fix things ”

Draco turned around to face Harry “ to fix things? What exactly do you want to fix, us ?”

“ yes- because I don’t want to live off without the possibility of us, I thought I could do that but that’s not what I want, I don’t want to live in a time where we don’t exist because I like us ” that left Draco flushed and speechless, what was he supposed to say, it left him both angry and happy and he didn’t know which exactly he should react with to make it sane enough.

“ you said you like spending time with me and I do too. I want to fix this because maybe one day I want to sit next to you and discuss a grocery list or maybe fight over pillows or whatever it is that couple’s do because I do like you Draco, I just don’t want to live in a time where there isn’t us. I want to fix this because it’s the right thing to do” Harry explained, his hands moving in exasperated motions.

“ you don’t fix things because it’s the right thing to do Harry, you fix things because you want to ”

“ But I want to ”

“ do you really? ”

Silence again.

“ Draco -”

“ Harry, I like you, very much that it physically hurts me but I know what you’re saying right now is not going to last, it didn’t the last time, and nor is it going to this time. You like the idea of us, you don’t actually like everything we have because we had fights over pillows and discussing grocery lists and you were never enthused in it because you didn’t like that, so tell me Harry why do you want to fix things? Why now? Why not a year ago when we had everything ?” Draco asked and waited patiently as Harry gazed at him as if he was reading off a script on his face to look for his answer, though there wasn’t any script because this was real, very much real.

Draco waited for his answer and Harry didn’t have one and he decided to walk away, back into his bedroom without caring what would happen to Harry but that was in his head Because the moment the thought flashed in his eyes, Harry caught and spoke up before he could even take on a step.

“ You had everything Draco”

“ I didn’t ”

And the silence dragged on for several moments. The weight had been lifted or had become balanced but the truth had been unveiled and the moment became so much more than it had been before. This was the reason Harry knew he left that night. Draco had everything, Ron had everything, Hermione had everything, Ginny had everything, everyone had everything but him. He had nothing of his own because everything he had was on borrowed time, relationships, people, things, everything, like nothing was entirely his own and he felt his existence to be just a mere survival as if, if he wasn’t there it would be indifferent Because he simply didn’t matter, because he was always for granted, everything in his life was, even him.

“ I had nothing-”

“You had me, you had Ron, Hermione, molly-everyone-”

“ not my own Draco, not my own. None of you are my own even if someday’s it felt like that but most days when I was sulking away I knew everyone had different lives, everyone was on their own and they had everything- I didn’t. I didn’t live a normal life- at least not what a normal 17 year would have lived Draco- and I looked for it everywhere- in Ron, in Hermione, in Molly, Ginny, George, the work people, you but I didn’t find because none of you are the answers. I had everything but I had nothing Draco, nothing that was just my own, not even my own life. Everything was just granted ” Harry stopped.

For the first time in his life, Harry felt spoken, heard Because he was finally saying words he had held onto for so long that they had Turned into nothing but secret’s he himself didn’t know of and now finally he was unraveling his secrets and Draco was only watching as Harry Started to crumble away like a huge mountain was melting into mere dust. 

“ I loved you Draco- and I did but everything we had in a relationship just grew on me, like I was playing a part of a perfect boyfriend, and even with everyone else, I was playing the part of the perfect ex, the perfect best friend, the perfect savior, the perfect son like, the perfect auror. I was always playing the part-”

“and you didn’t want to anymore. That’s why you left ” Draco finished his sentence. Harry nodded.

“ I was tired. I was so tired that I couldn’t even see anything straight ” Harry’s throat closed and he saw down on the chair once again, releasing a sharp breath, overwhelmed with emotions.

Draco watched Harry almost in pity and curiosity and wonderment in a way for how Harry had lived like this all this time and how had he never realized it.

“ I looked for this answer for so long, I thought that maybe being in Paris would give me the answers but it had been with me, everywhere I went because these words are of my own, not of places. I thought I needed to get away but- I- I never wanted to leave but- every day- I just felt being pushed in a box or you know watching my painting from afar turning into dust, I felt distancing away from who I was, who I could’ve been and I was letting it happen because I was watching it- it was always some ministry dinner, a family dinner, a ball to attend or your parents to visit or going for shopping together and deciding upon which colour of couch matched best with our walls- I thought when I’d be in a relationship, all of this would make me happy but I would see you happily choosing colours of Couch and all I could ever think of was what was the colour of the wall and it was all Because I was lost. I was merely existing- that’s all I was doing. I was only breathing without my heart beating in my chest, do you know what I mean ?” Harry stopped himself again and he watched as Draco had sat down on the arm of the chair Harry was sitting on gazing into the burning fireplace in almost a shock.

“ you never tried to overwhelm me but I just wasn’t there Draco, it was only you in the relationship or at least what I thought and that day when I left it finally clicked to me, that it was just you there and not me and I didn’t want you to figure it out one day, so I left before it was too late. I blamed our relationship a lot for the reason for moving away but in reality, I was the reason I moved because I wasn’t even here, I was nowhere ”

“ I- I never knew- any of it ” Draco stammered almost turning to Harry, only he thought he was but he was just staring at the fireplace.

“ How could you have known, I didn’t even know it myself o-or maybe I did all the time but-”

“ ignored it ?”

Harry nodded.

They remained silent again as if they were allowing the weight of the words to settle down but the words still pinched like they did the first time.

“ I never knew I was imposing our relationship on you,” Draco said after a while, his voice low.

Harry shook his head immediately “ you were not- you were just being you and I- I was just lost ”

“ why didn’t you tell all of this before ?”

“ because I didn’t know- or- I just wasn’t ready to know- I don’t know ” Harry frowned staring at the fireplace too then turning to see Draco.

“ it was fast for me. Everything- and I don’t blame you but it was what it was ”

“ you could’ve said so. All you had to do was tell me, Harry, I would’ve understood you, We lost an entire year- what we could’ve been ” Draco turned to Harry but In silence, he found the answer, he didn’t want to hurt Draco or he thought he was protecting him from getting hurt but in the end, it had turned into a Blunder nobody Could’ve been saved from. The truth was that even if Harry had known this a year ago and he would’ve said anything the time when they were together, the words would’ve turned into a wall of said things and never acted upon and maybe Harry always knew that and now so did Draco.

“ I don’t know if I would’ve said anything it would’ve changed anything,” Harry said and it made sense. It made a lot of sense.

“ It seemed like the right thing to do ” Draco spoke his mind and Harry nodded again.

It felt like the right thing to do.

“ didn’t you ever wonder-”

“ a lot ” harry Chuckled cutting him off “ never bought me any peace. I never wanted to settle in Paris. It was supposed to be a little solo trip I wanted to take time and figure things out and come back to you but I started liking it a little bit. I started feeling like I had something of my own after all like I could have a life of my own and I stayed ”

Draco understandably nodded, his anger, his sadness, his confusion everything melted like butter and all he kept wondering was how didn’t he see all of it after all wasn’t that what his life used to be like. Just a mere survival before Harry even came along. Had he been so oblivious that he didn’t see the man he loved turning into a man he used to be, how could he have missed the signs? Was he so happy in his life, so stable, so well that he didn’t wait to put a thought on how his boyfriend was doing? When was even the last time when they were together he had even asked Harry how he was doing? Did he ever even ask? 

“ did it ever feel like home ?”

Harry thought for a moment before he shook his head “ home is where my heart is, only I don’t know where my heart is, some of it is with you, some with the Weasley’s, some with who had died, some with Thomas back in Paris. A little everywhere, so I don’t know where my home is, maybe it’s with everyone, a little but it exists, just somewhere with everyone ”

They finally smiled facing each other. This was the moment Harry felt something that didn’t feel lost. He didn’t feel like being the perfect man but fell in love with the man who was defying the standards of the perfect man and willing to continue to be imperfect, just the way he was.

“ Home is where my heart is,” Draco said after a while as if he was adding to Harry's monologue or replying to him where his heart was. 

“ and where is that ?” Harry asked bemused

“ by the river sìene I guess- that carousel, that Eiffel tower, that restaurant, your place in Paris, in the plant I pot, but it’s here too, right here- so maybe it’s with you” a pause “ maybe that’s why I keep running back to you even when you leave me- because I’m scared to be alone” Draco frowned by the end.

Harry took his hand and intertwined their fingers in the most natural fitting way because this always felt meant to be and not strange, no matter what their labels were, it always felt natural because maybe what they had, had always been more than just an existence in matters but something very much alive. Harry could always say he felt lost in the time when they were together but when he held Draco’s hands or he intertwined their fingers together or leaned his head on his arm, he knew this was natural because in whatever life they were living right now or in whatever other realities or times they’ve lived in, they’ve always been supposed to be together because them being together seemed the most natural thing ever. 

He leaned his head on his arm and whispered “ I’m scared too, I’m always scared ” 

Draco leaned his head down a little so the top of their heads was pressed together so they knew they were together like they always had been but they always had been apart too. 

That night when they remained sitting there on the armchair for the longest time, they thought individually of all the words left unspoken, of all, they could’ve been but had been so afraid of the reality washing over. They had been so scared to be alone, both of them that they never thought they could survive without the other until they had and they realized they could live without another but it was just simply that they didn’t want to, they wanted to be able to breathe next to another as if sharing the same air was the reason for their survival but it wasn’t. They had lived in different cities, didn’t see each other for a year and more, and realized they could live without another but that was the difference wasn’t it, in wanting to live without another and actually living without another. When they were together maybe everything had been a mere escape for both of them or perhaps they enjoyed the relationship but it was no lie that both of them had been doing nothing but playing the part, even Draco himself, too was playing the part of being the perfect boyfriend, curating a perfect relationship, doing everything as it should’ve been done, Date for 2 years, then move in together, visit parents with boyfriend, go the boyfriends family house, go on family trips, making a public appearance as a couple, do everything as it had been written without even wondering if that was actually what they both wanted. It was then when they stared longingly at the burning fire in the fireplace that the two of them realized that they had been nothing but strange pieces of puzzle cut in shape by a child to fit together even when they didn’t belong to the puzzle, but they were the pieces of a puzzle, just not the one they were put in.

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Harry walked to the station with their hand intertwined and ushering about the next weekend plan where Draco would visit Harry and the next perhaps Harry would visit if he felt like it.

” you scared ?“

Harry nodded ” always"

Draco smiled at him and placed a soft kiss on Harry’s cheek in a tender touch “ we’ll begin again when it’s time ”

“ when it’s time ”

“ One ticket to Paris, “ Harry said. 

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7 stages of falling in love with Harry Potter

1. It came in waves and crashed when Draco realised that Harry was always more than his he had ever seemed and that there so much more to his smile, to his eyes, to his words, to his everything that nobody knew of and Draco was the only one learning them in secret passages of the school. Learning that Harry liked saving others not because he was always labelled as the saviour or because liked saving but because he wished someone had saved him or his parents or his closed ones, he saved because he knew the pain of losing, the pain in letting go and the welcoming regret. Draco knew then in those hallways and secret visits in the libraries that Harry had always been more than just a muse to a song, he had always been the thin cloud's a child is amused to see but protective of the dangerously beaming sunlight.

2. It was in the ways of knowing the exact look on Harry's face when he didn't understand something during class, something that was in between a scrunch and a frown and knowing the look of victory that formed on his face after minutes when he'd finally understand what had been said before. It was in knowing what the different looks on Harry's face meant. He had curated a special look for every occasion and even a special look for when Draco would walk towards him and a different look when they'd finally hug.

3. It was in knowing that Harry tasted so much of apples for odd reasons, maybe it was because of his toothpaste or the apple pies he hate in the morning but he always tasted like apples when they'd Kiss and Harry would linger the kiss for a little longer because he knew Draco liked it.

4. The way his lips would turn into a smile when he'd be watching Draco with such fondness that he thought Draco wasn't aware of but he had always enjoyed knowing the way Harry looked at him when he thought Draco wasn't looking, a look that had so much admiration, a look with so much fondness, a look that said ' how did I get so lucky ' but Draco knew better to never to break his gaze of fondness because he knew Harry liked watching Draco when he wasn't looking, like he was storing Draco away in a collection of Memories.

5. It was in seeing Harry in a way nobody had ever known when he would intently be listening to someone's life or would be nothing more than a therapist friend and how he'd crumble so easily with their pain and help them in picking up their pieces. It was in those moments Draco would wonder so much about how someone who had been through so much could still have so much to give, like there wasn't ever enough love Harry delivered but just knowing that Harry placed everyone before him in a selfless act of loving made Draco love him so much more than he had ever imagined.

6. It was in running around trees in forbidden forest or running in circles around Black lake or the midnight session of quidditch when Draco would love Harry in a different way. In the day he loved Harry in a way that he's my sweet boyfriend but when pressed against the trees and kissing for so much longer than would've been suggested by the romance book in libraries, he would think to himself how lucky he had been to find some such a person like Harry, he was paradise in hell and Draco loved every bit of it as Long as it lasted. He was his walking hell and heaven.

7. It was in loving Harry in a way knowing they'd made it through everything, the war, the differences, the fights, the judgements, the rivalries, the abundance of hatred, they had made it through and would relax in a couch they had customised made. Draco would place his legs over that of Harry and sigh in relief and then just hear Harry as he'd read an interesting corner from the witch weekly magazine About a new potions discovery. It was in those moments Draco wondered how long had he even known Harry was the one he wanted to spend a forever with, but then it didn't matter as Long as they had made it through everything and were finally in a house of their own with their name's and Love that was just their own.

An alternative version to - 7 stages of falling in love with Draco Malfoy

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i swear i faced a huge writer's block for this one and i don't even know how it turned out tbh.

Keys to a healthy relationship

“ Psychology today’s mentions in the blog that keys to a healthy relationship are trust, honesty and interaction in both negative and positive ways to keep the fire in the relationship burning and to keep love alive. Hear that Ron, interaction and honesty are the keys to a healthy relationship” Hermione eyed Ron, lifting her eyes from the newspaper she was reading from, in a way that she was taunting him about something. 

Ron groaned and just then Harry tagged along on the table “ What are we talking about?” he asked as he gave Hermione her cup of cappuccino and Ron his cup of lemonade while he himself sat down with his cup of normal hot coffee. 

“ Keys to a healthy relationship apparently that Hermione assumes I don’t know of” Ron rolled his eyes 

“Why is that ?” Harry hummed 

“ Tell him, Ron” she narrowed her eyes in a normal way she used to do all those years ago when she was annoyed by Ron or he had done something wrong, Harry was very much familiar with the look. 

“ I lied to her about not wanting to go to the ministry party, I told her I had somethings to do Ginny for Mum and Dad’s anniversary when instead I was watching quidditch match at home” Ron recited monotonously. 

“ See that was lying to me and not communicating to me” Hermione commented 

“ Can you blame him though, I mean have you seen the ministry Party’s, they’re boring as hell, all old wizards and witches and old boring crap” Harry frowned 

“ Exactly, Thank you Harry” Ron exaggerated 

“ But that’s not the point-” 

“ I’m sure he just didn’t want to hurt your feelings by telling you how pathetic those Party’s are and sometimes he just doesn’t like going to them you know. When he’s lying for your benefit then I don’t think they should fundamentally harm your relationship, all technicality you know “ Harry explained as he gulped the remaining of his coffee. 

Ron gave him an impressed smile and looking at Hermione in ‘see he gets it’ 

Hermione rolled her eyes “Fine, I’ll just go by myself-” 

“ That’s not what I meant-” Ron interrupted 

“ Seemed like to me” Hermione lopsidedly replied taking her cup back to the counter suggesting that she was slightly pissed. 

“ Thanks mate “ Ron rolled his eyes and went after Hermione. 

Harry laughed as he watched Ron trying to make upto Hermione and soothing her with words like ‘we’ll go to your favourite orchestra show’ 

Harry shook his head, picking the newspaper from the coffee table and had only read the first few headline when he heard. 

“ Hey “ 

Harry’s face immediately grew into a smile “ Hi babe “ and he immediately got up and pecked his lips quickly in a sweet affection. 

“ What’s up with them ?” Draco asked as he sat down next to Harry on the chair after ordering one of the waiters his regular

“Ron lied to Hermione to avoid a ministry party and now he’s trying to make up to her” Harry chuckled 

“ Can you blame him, those Party’s are as boring as Hagrid’s classes “ Draco and Harry chuckled along. 

“ They weren’t so bad you know “ Harry teased after a while 

“ Please, he left buckbeak on me” Draco rolled his eyes 

“ If we clearly remember-” 

“ We don’t need to get into details. One shall not remain in the past” Draco said and immediately thanked the waiter for bringing his usual coffee. Harry chuckled. 

“We’re still up for tonight ?” Harry asked suddenly 

“ Tonight ?” Draco asked 

“Yeah, We’re visiting Teddy’s recital, I told you that” Harry frowned. 

Draco face immediately formed into a mild shock of how he had absolutely forgotten about that “I totally forgot about that, I- I have some left over work at school to finish, and I have to arrange the test for tomorrow morning, I’m sorry, He won’t be upset if don’t make it through would he ?” Draco asked apologetically

Harry nodded disappointingly “ He’ll understand I think, still try to make it through” 

Draco smiled at Harry before he placed a soft kiss on his forehead and told him he’ll try to make it. 

When a few minutes later Draco left in a hurry claiming he completely forgot about something at work, Harry felt something was off. He had been feeling the vibe and something being off for a while but had not raised any doubt, in himself or in Draco because he knew how much they loved each other and he knew Draco would never do anything to hurt Harry, not purposely anyway, and Harry knew that very well, after all they had been together for a very long time almost 4 years in a couple weeks. 

“ What’s up with you ?” Harry immediately looked up at the question and nodded instantly that everything was fine and he was just thinking about what to wear for Teddy’s recital tonight.

“ Don’t you think Draco had been cancelling a few more plans than usual lately, I mean I didn’t want to say anything but it seems like it doesn’t it ?” Hermione asked settling into the seat where Draco was formerly sitting. 

Harry dazed Turned to Hermione " I've been trying not to think of it but its evident right ?"

Hermione hesitantly nodded " I'm pretty sure it's nothing though. I mean he wouldn't ever hurt you "

" I know but it's just a bit suspicious. Anyways- where did Ron go ?" Harry asked interjecting himself

" oh- he left for some work at office "

Harry nodded despite of it seeming fishy too.

Harry pretended as the days went by that he wasn't bothered by Draco cancelling plans over and over again, he pretended that he was oblivious of the fact that Draco was cancelling most of plans on purpose and surprisingly enough for the first time Ron was calm about the whole situation and told Harry to just relax and maybe see it from a different perspective. Easier said than done, when your boyfriend of 3, almost 4 years cancel on a routine saturday dinner’s for the 3rd time in a month, something felt fishy and he couldn’t help but wonder the worst possible scenarios and even though he hated himself to think of them, he couldn’t help but think of them.

“ Maybe you’re just thinking about it a lot, Maybe he is in fact busy at school. I mean Harry you do know how hard things can be before christmas breaks right, the whole winding up of syllabus and giving off tests and assessing everything. Its not easy being a Professor Harry. I’m sure he’ll make it upto you somehow “ Ron advised and for some reason Harry didn’t feel as though his words were genuine but he did understand the point of it but it was suspicious of how calm he really was being, he was normally the paranoid one in the whole thing but ever since he became an auror and started living with Hermione, he had changed a lot. 

“ Maybe you’re right” Harry sighed. Ron nodded understandably. 

“ But I can’t help but wonder you know “ Harry interrupted 

“ wonder what ?” Ron asked curiously. 

“ That he might be you know “ Harry raised his eyebrows suggestively. 

“ Draco- What. No, It’s Draco we’re talking about, he’d never. He loves you too much to do anything like that. Have a little faith in your boyfriend Harry. This is the same Draco we’re talking about who walked with his hands in your backpocket so people would stop staring at your ass “ Ron chuckled. Harry smiled at the memory. Draco really used to do that and he very much liked putting hands in back pocket to label their relationship. When in the beginning Harry had doubts about the relationship and Draco, he had done that to prove Harry how much he meant to him and how much serious he was about that and that was only back when they were in 8th year and even though everyone knew Harry was taken, Draco used to tag along because he feared one day Harry might find someone better and he hated to think of those times. Their relationship hadn’t been the easiest one’s in any sort, the complications, the humiliations, the fight, the taunts, the hate, everything they had to face to finally reach here, Harry knew Draco wouldn’t trade it for the whole world but with everything, Harry couldn’t help but wonder each time Draco cancelled a plan whether something went wrong in all the time they’ve been together and if Draco is finally bored of Harry after all. 

“Mate, relax. He loves you, its very cheesy but he really does and he reminds you like everyday, if not you then no one “ Ron reassured when Harry remained lost in his thoughts. 

Harry looked at Ron for a few moments before he realised that maybe Ron was right and he was just being more paranoid and again he let it slide and everything turned out fine infact. The next day Draco took both of them out on a nice fancy date and spoiled Harry and apologized a lot for being a terrible boyfriend and for not making time for him and how his activities are inexcusable and Harry knew then in his heart that Draco would never find it in himself to ever think of cheating on Harry or even leaving him because clearly he loved him too much. 

It was a couple of days before Christmas when after a casual meet up after days Harry had stayed over at Draco’s place. There was unsettling odd feeling about everything, and just Draco in general because after the last date he had been pretty distant or somewhat weird and not in a “ i love you less “ way but in a he’s hiding something way and that terrified Harry more than “ i love you less now “, so he wandered off in the apartment after Draco had fallen alseep and was snuggled closely in the blankets. Harry had wandered off just walking in the apartment and ended up scurrying through cabinets to find something to eat when he finally found it. 

Harry gasped as soon as he opened a small blue tiffany box and in it rested a key. 

“ OH - That’s why “ Harry grinned to himself in relief when he realised what it was and kept it back where he found it, smiling to himself. That night Harry slept well for the first time in a long time. 

The next morning events were as delightful as Harry’s mood and had resulted in a morning shower sex and a sweet complimentary breakfast simply because he was too happy to have found that Draco wasn’t cheating on him or anything else but had been apartment hunting and even if he allowed himself to just assume everything, he didn’t refuse to believe that he might be incredibly wrong but it didn’t cause any hurdles in the morning activities. 

“ You’re in a rather good mood today” Draco grinned as he lingered on Harry’s lips after the makeout session in the kitchen. 

“ What can I say, you have this effect on me” Harry whispered with his eyes closed and the sweet taste of Draco’s lips still over his own. 

“ Wow Harry- you- I so want you again right now” Draco bit Harry’s lip pressing him against the counter 

“ Then fucking have me “ 

And they did it again and definitely ended up being late for their respective work places. 

" Draco's going to ask me to move on with him " he suddenly told Hermione, not being able to keep it in anymore.

She gasped " what ?" Then broke into a huge grin

" I was wandering off in his kitchen last night and found a tiffany box with a key in it, so i think but I can't be sure and I am excited but I don't want to get too excited because you know I might have got it all wrong-"

" screw it he's gonna ask you to move in with him " Hermione immediately jumped up and hugged Harry who returned the hug just as affectionately.

" it makes sense you know then, everything- him cancelling plans" Hermione grinned excitedly after breaking apart.

" but we can't be too sure. I mean it's a possibility but-'

" yeah. If he asks you, act surprised" and she she clapped her hand together in excitement again. Harry ended up laughing with her and discussed all the time they were at the coffee shop about when and how he might ask Harry.

Despite Hermione's strict warning to keep it a secret and act natural, Harry couldn't help but smile each time his eyes laid on Draco and would end imagining all the scenarios about how he might ask him, anytime.

" Oh- Harry I forgot to tell you, my Mom's birthday coming up so I am buying her an apartment in central London, what do you think about that ?"Draco asked suddenly as he placed the bowl of spaghetti over bigger coaster and plates by the side.

" an apartment- oh- OH-" Harry face turned into a shock then disappointment upon connecting the dots that the key in the Tiffany box was actually for Narcissa " I- I think it's a lovely present "instead he fake grinned.

" I thought so too, it's the perfect apartment with enough sun light and well ventilation- it's absolutely perfect " Draco grinned.

Harry nodded abruptly immediately taking the plate from the table and immediately taking some of spaghetti in his plate.

" I'm sure it's gonna be great after all it's your choice " Harry gave him a neat smile before he picked up the remote and Turned on the TV and started watching to avoid Draco and thinking of how stupid it was to believe Draco would ask Harry to move in with him.

For the next few days only a couple before Christmas, Harry had visited Hogwarts for some work when he decided to surprise visit to Draco's room, but upon arrival he only heard harsh Whispers.

" You should've seen his face- I mean please He looked to hurt. I don't know how much longer can I hold onto this "

Harry frowned to himself, placing his ear more closely to the door.

" just trust the process Draco, you want it to be special right, then just trust me. He's gonna love it and he'll never deny it alright. Besides it's only a couple days later, just hold on alright. You love him right " a pause " and you want to live with him right" A pause again " then just 2 more days and then you can ask him and it'll finally be over "

" I swear to fucking Merlin I never saw the day would come when I'd take advice from a Weasley " Draco groaned and Harry just knew him too well that he knew Draco must be rolling off his eyes right now.

" Just till Christmas then you can do whatever with him. I'm just making it memorable for him okay. He's gonna love it " He who Harry knew by now was Ron, said.

" I'm gonna wreck your apartment if he doesn't agree to live with me after having practically ignored him all month. You should've seen him Ron- he's- Merlin'- I Love him and I can see it you know that it's hurting him and-"

" I know I know but I made him believe that teachers live's are hard so you're good "

" it better be "

And then in rushed Whispers Ron left the room claiming he needed to get back to work. This explained Ron's absence too from work and his weird faithful behaviour towards Draco. Harry immediately ran for the hallways and hid in one of the broom closet until he was sure Ron left and then finally visited Draco.

After everything he heard, he knew he never wanted to be with anyone more than Draco and there will never be Anyone who would love Harry more him and the thought made Harry so happy that he kept smiling to himself all day and prepared Draco's favourite dinner.

" I- I'm sorry I'm a bit late- wow- Do I smell curry ?" Draco hastily entered the kitchen.

" your favourite " Harry grinned as he leaned up a little and placed an open kiss on Draco's lips.

" What's the occassion?" Draco asked holding onto Harry's waist and stroking his cheek affectionately.

" I just love you that's why. Go freshen up though- I'll place the dinner in 5 minutes " Harry hastily said as he stirred the curry again.

'”oh and by the way Mom invited us for her party on her birthday and we'll give her the key but I'd like if you'd see it before I gave it to her as a present "

" okay " Harry smiled and soon enough Draco left the kitchen.

Within the next 10 minutes Draco and Harry were already sat in the living room, their legs crossed and eating peacefully watching TV together until Draco noticed Harry had been staring at him more than usual.

" what's up with you ? You've been looking at me all night, is there something on my face ?" Draco asked as he wiped his hands in napkin and reached for his face to examine if there was anything on it.

" why do you keep lying to me ?" Harry asked with a smile.

" what ? What makes you think I'm lying ?" Draco asked almost shocked, his ears turning a funny shade of pink like it did when he was flustered.

Harry smiled softly at Draco before he put his plate on the table and wiped his own hands with the napkin and scooted closer to Draco so he was sitting before him, face to face.

" I heard you and Ron today at your office"

Draco didn't reply, still lying that it wasn't what Harry knew it was.

" can you stop pretending please, it's killing me- I already found the Tiffany box in your kitchen " Harry grinned.

Draco wanted to keep up the facade of not being dazed by Harry at all but with a smile like Harry gave one, Nobody stood a chance.

" did you like it ?" Draco asked, talking Harry's hands in his own and tracing soft circles.

" I didn't see the apartment, I want to see it with you " Harry smiled, kissing Draco's knuckles.

Draco blushed naturally, nodding and agreeing that they'll see it soon then.

'" I had this whole thing planned, you know asking at the burrow in front of everyone, down on one knee " Draco groaned as he wrapped his arm around Harry shoulder and leaning his head over it.

" I don't care how fancy it all have to be you know. I Never cared about extravaganza, all I care is that I get to live with you and that I can't wait but if it means so much to you, you do it your way I'll act surprised " Harry chuckled, kissing Draco's ear.

" one problem though " Draco said

Harry moved away so he could see Draco clearly " what is it ?"

'" you're shit at acting "

Harry whined playfully hitting Draco with a pillow and turning into laughter. Eventually the night turned into a pillow fight and a lot of laughter and bunch of make out on the ground but as long as they were together, there was nothing that didn't make sense.

So 2 days after, Draco did get down on one knee at the burrow and asked Harry to move in with him, Harry acted surprised in the most natural way and answered a yes, making everyone hoot and cheering them on with opening bottle of champagne.

" you already knew, didn't you ?" Hermione asked

" Don't tell anyone that " Harry nodded and soon the night turned into how it always did, in laughter and love.

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Just another letter

" hey, how are you ? I hope you're doing alright. I know you're mad at me right now for not showing up and for dodging you since a couple of weeks and not returning your calls and you deserve to be mad. I also know you're wondering why am I writing you this now, frankly I don't know, I'm drunk so voila. But what I do know is that I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything and everything that may happen and I understood if you'd be mad but I want you to know, no I need you to know that all I ever did was because I was hurt, you may think I'm crazy or I'm talking absurdly but that is the truth, I was and I am hurt, still. You remember the day when you gave me the news of your marriage, a part of me harry still remains in that moment like time never moved and we're locked in a loop of you telling me you're getting married and it keeps hurting me everytime you come around and tell me in thin air but I see it everyday and I haven't moved on since and I wish I could. I wish it were a choice to fall for you or not, but it wasn't a choice, unfortunately it wasn't. If it really were my choice I'd make myself find someone else or better yet I'd make you and I be together but the choices doesn't rely in my hands. I tried so hard to not have feelings for you but you tell me that when you spend every hour of everyday with the same person, you'd fall too but then again you didn't, that's the thing right, there's the trick. You spend every hour of everyday with me and yet you didn't fall, I was the Only one falling hoping that maybe you'd catch me but you know you were there just taking the catch of someone else, you were there hoping that they would fall for you in the same sanctifying way that you did. I wish I could change everything, I can't, this perhaps adds to list of things I can't change and would forever be bound to. What you've done to me will probably never change, the way you light my soul, the way you make me smile, the way you leave me breathless, that won't change and I'm grateful to you because you taught me things my heart didn't know or was afraid of but falling for you was so simple, so easy like I've been doing my whole life, but then perhaps I was doing it my whole life and you weren't. You see, I was yours from the moment I met you, the moment your eyes laid upon me, my soul, my eyes, my mouth, my words, my body, my thoughts, my ways, my hands, my arms, my legs, my finger's, my lips, my senses, my heart, and me, all became yours even when you didn't ask for it but I gave it all to you anyway. I held out my bleeding heart for you. I loved you and I never loved anyone else, yet...

We are soulmates Harry as I like to think, just not the ones who end up together.

I wish you all the goodluck in future with you and your marriage and I hope it's lasts.

Yours truly,

Draco Lucius malfoy "

Shining, Shimmering, Splendid

Center of the bed, limbs everywhere, a ray of sun golden across your face – you don’t look real. I can hardly believe it; all this – all you – all mine. Luminous, immeasurably precious under my sheets. I could spend all morning looking at you. I’m far too happy for sleep, anyway.

50 words for the @drarrymicrofic​ prompt, lucent. Title is from ‘a whole new world’ from Aladdin.

Da Capo- Part 13- The epilogue

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TW- IMPLIED SOFT SMUT

La fin

The sweat trickled down his back in the obvious summer heat of June. The cascading sun was making everything hotter than usual and it seemed like the hottest day of the year. The hot heavy traffic that was normally very visible had vanquished in thin air, everyone avoiding to go anywhere out unless it wasn’t air-conditioned and yet, Harry was coldly staring at the lizard on the wall, basking in the sun and watching it change its position a few times in the last 5 minutes to eat any insect that came insight as if Mozart, the lizard Harry named had been so hungry after a fight with his wife that she refused to cook food for him or banished him from the house and asked him to look for his own meal and here he was eating whatever was available even if the aftertaste almost made him spit it out, he ate it because he had no choice left of his own but to fill his stomach with whatever was available for the mere survival. Mozart changed its position and ate his next prey and Harry interestingly watched as he tilted his head upward as though he enjoyed this one but Merlin knew if it was she or he but in his dead company Harry liked to think it was a He. Mozart swallowed another one and then remained still as the sun shone over his body and he relished as one does on the beach and didn’t sought to change his position anymore, as if he was already full, this thought disturbed Harry. How can someone be so done so quickly? Yet he kept staring at him, almost waiting for it changes its position anymore, he didn’t and Harry only broke out of his interesting watch show on Mozart until the church bell across the street had rung loudly and it suddenly reminded him to call Draco again, he awaited for an answer. 

He padded inside the living room barefoot, still very white as if they had been very cold and wiped the sweat off from his body with a small hand towel he had left on the couch and finally dialed Draco’s number in a haste and just as hastily as he had called, as hastily Draco had picked up, also very quickly like he had been waiting for the call for a very long time and he had just left his chair to finally give up or to bring a book to read while he waited for the call but just as he had gotten up, the phone had rung and he had sworn at it ‘why not when I was sat’ but he didn’t let it resonate in his voice. 

“I want to “ 

“ Are you sure ?” 

“ It would make me very Happy” and he could hear his smile on the phone as they chatted a little more, also making future arrangements. 

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It had been 6 months or so, or maybe more since that call happened and they had stepped into a very different phase of their life. And right now Harry was happily hanging up the call with Molly after having learned on the phone to make Alison Roman’s swordfish with crushed olives and had just kept in the oven the pies to bake. Harry had been decorating the fish plate when the door opened and Draco walked in with his Bags with clothes enough to spend 4 days before they’d leave for New year’s eve. 

“You’re here” Harry happily said as he wiped his hands in a kitchen towel and wanted to help Draco’s bag into the living room but Draco had other plans and had pulled Harry in a compassionate kiss, not letting go until his heart had forgotten that he hadn’t kissed Harry in 3 weeks. 

“ So missed me ?” Harry teased very much aware that he was still holding onto his Kashmere maroon sweater. 

“ Very “ Draco smiled placing another small kiss on Harry’s lips and allowing the intimacy of his hand to run through his sweater as if he wanted so much more and yet nothing but enjoy the feeling of his sweater. 

“ I missed you too” Harry had said after the kiss, brushing some loose strands from off Draco’s face “ You had been growing hair ?” He asked 

Draco nodded happily “ something new to try, bored of the same old short blond hair” 

“Well I think they look absolutely wonderful, in fact I like the long hair better than the short ones, give’s me more to hold onto” Harry whispered until both of them grew more flustered till the point they couldn’t stop themselves from kissing again and this time devouring the taste of each other’s lips in their own and only then had Harry realized, it had been a long time since they last kissed this way. 

They broke apart to the sound of the oven going off, obviously.

“ So what have you planned for our special Christmas in Paris?” Draco finally asked pushing his bags into the living room corner and sitting down on one of the kitchen stools. 

“Well that is a surpise-” 

“ What ?” Draco interjected surprised. 

“ Yes, it is a surprise and I know I don’t normally do them but I thought it’d be nice for a change. In the meantime as I prepare the table why don’t you go and freshen up and say hi to your Trina “ Trina was the plant Draco had named, it had happened in one drunken night when Harry and he had returned stumbling from a Bar they found nearby and the conversation had funnily turned into why Plants don’t have a name like human does and why do they have to be called as their species name and how weird it would be to be called homo sapiens all the time, Therefore Trina. It was among the many habits they just grew into and couldn’t get rid off. 

Draco nodded and left to freshen up and say hi to Trina while Harry did as he had said, readied the table. 

“Hey, isn’t this the picture from the Last christmas ?” Draco asked as he walked into the living room with a framed picture in his hand he had found kept just over the fireplace. 

“ Oh yeah, I had forgotten about it until I was cleaning and had found it, then I just got it framed. Nice picture though right ?” Draco nodded and added that he too would like a copy so he can keep it too in his flat back in Britain.

It seemed wild how long ago the last Christmas seemed like, only last year had they spent Christmas in London and wandering off the city late at night after all the Christmas dinners. It was the best memory Harry had of Draco laughing. He remembers even that when he just wanted to hold Draco while they were walking miles to god knows where but the thought of just being together wrapped in fuzzy oversized sweaters and trench coat, Harry remembered wanting to be held and just hold so they had some memory of spending Christmas together because he was still so confused about everything that he was afraid that one day he himself would just flip the switch and would utter the words of not wanting to see him again but back then they weren’t together, they had been nothing more than friends until June when they had finally decided that they could no longer pretend they didn’t want each other in ways more than just a friend. It had resulted in a fight even that time but Draco had only left Harry with two options: one, either they could keep pretending they were fine not being each other, or second, they could do exactly what their hearts desired ignoring the uncertainty of everything, so did Harry wanted to? Harry did, he really did and until now he hadn’t regretted saying he wanted to except doing a long-distance relationship and more of a relationship on a phone call than in actual life but they had grown to love it, even if they sometimes resented it, it gave both of them their liberty yet didn’t leave them absolutely stranded. It was like Harry phrased, just what they needed.

They discussed over lunch about the evening plans to just wander off about in the city and see the decorations and stop by one of Harry’s readings he had to do at the community college. It was usual now, his readings at the community college and he absolutely loved them and so did Draco. It gave Harry a chance to explore his interests and illuminate his talents that were completely devoid of the talents he inherited from Magic, the whole magical world seemed so distant to Harry yet always with him. Draco nagged him a lot about using Magic in everyday life a lot for some basic things yet somehow a part of Harry when said goodbye to a lot of things, magic for some time became one of them but he knew one day he would find his ways back to the world where he belonged, just not yet. 

As decided they spent the day roaming around the city and later around the evening they headed to Harry’s reading. Draco promised to sit in the back without a word and just appreciate Harry from a distance while after the reading he would meet a few people while Draco would silently wait for him and ultimately they would head back to Harry’s flat. 

Harry folded and unfolded the paper a lot, stuffing it back in his coats pocket, he was suddenly aware of how nervous he really was even though he had done this a lot of times, yet he was. He adjusted the mic on the podium according to his height and glanced at the back to Draco who had raised a thumb at Harry wishing him a silent good luck, Harry fondly smiled and his worries seemed to dissolve little by little as he kept his eyes on Draco. It was Draco he ever needed to look at for his heart to race back to normal. Draco it was, it always had been, will be. 

“Bonsoir à tous” 

“ Cette poésie spécifique va pour le dos, qui n'ont absolument aucune idée de ce que je dis mais j'espère que vous comprendriez si seulement un peu”

(This one specific poetry goes for the in the back, who have absolutely no idea what I'm saying but i hope you would understand if only a little) 

A few turned their heads to look at Draco and a few just smiled like they just admired the existence of someone Harry was dedicating his words to.

“ Quand tu peux exister comment je ne t'aime pas “

(When you can exist how do I not love you. ) 

“ Je vois dans la façon dont tu passes ta main dans mes draps et me demande si c'est du coton“

(I see in the way you run your hand through my sheets and ask me if it's cotton) 

“ Je vois aussi dans ta façon de prendre nos photos encadrées et de sourire“ 

(I also see in the way you pick up our framed pictures and smile )

“ Je vois ce que nous avons perdu et je souhaite quand je te regarde de tout reprendre mais je t'aimais alors et je t'aime maintenant mais je ne peux pas te promettre de t'aimer pour toujours de la même manière parce que je ne sûr si j'existerai pour toujours“

( I see it what we've lost and i wish it when i look at you to take it all back but i loved you then and i love you now but i can't promise to love you forever the same way because I'm not sure if I'll exist forever) 

“ On ne sait même pas s'il existe pour toujours mais si c'est le cas, c'est dans tes yeux, dans tes bras, dans ton emprise, dans ton cœur, dans ton âme car tu existeras pour“ 

(We don't even know if forever exist but if it does, it is in your eyes, in your arms, in your hold, in your heart, in your soul because you will exist forever, i will not)

“ Parce que je ne suis qu'un mortel avec le même cœur et la même âme mais toi tu es extraordinaire"

( Because i'm just a mortal with the same heart and the same soul but you, you are extraordinary)  

“ Tu n'es pas que toi, tu es autre chose, quelque chose hors de ma portée” 

( You are not just you, you are something else, something beyond my reach )

“ Mais alors tu m'as voulu et donc me voici et je t'ai voulu beaucoup plus“

( But then you have wanted me and so here i am and I've wanted you much more )

“ Peut-être qu'il y a une raison pour laquelle je parle une autre langue, alors peut-être que tu trouveras mon amour plus qu'il ne l'est parce que l'amour est dans les mots n'est-ce pas, caché dans les langues” 

( Maybe there's a reason why i speak another language, so that maybe you find my love more than it is because love is in the words isn't it, hidden in languages )

“ Mais aujourd'hui si tu comprends ça, tiens moi dans tes bras ce soir, dans tes yeux et redemande moi si mes draps sont en coton “ 

(But today if you understand this, Hold me in your arms tonight, in your eyes and ask me again if my bed sheets are cotton)

“ Peut-être qu'alors je dirai que c'est de la soie pas du coton et ensuite nous nous emmitouflerions et nous dormirons à nouveau et puis je te dirais combien je t'aime, dis que quand tu existes comment puis-je ne pas t'aimer” 

( Maybe then i'll say that its silk not cotton and then we'd bundle up together and we'll sleep again and then i would tell you how much i love you, tell that when you exist how can i not love you )

The room broke in a minute applause then a little louder and some intrigued listener whipped their heads backward and ushered words in french to Draco. Harry smiled from across the room to Draco then finally got off walking only to him and kissing him on the face. 

“ un homme chanceux que tu es “ (one lucky man you are ) one of the readers there had told Draco. He had nodded his head as though he understood but as soon as Harry and Draco left the place, it was his first question. 

“ ne pas répondre “ Harry chuckled, intertwining their hands together and stumbling back to his place (not answering ) 

“ Guess i’ll have to relearn french after all” Draco rolled his eyes, Harry only laughed. 

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Late at night when after the dinner they had finally decided to go to bed and Harry was stroking Draco’s arm softly, Draco turned a little to Harry, staring into his face but not saying anything. 

“ what ?” Harry asked 

“ You said something about me tonight didn’t you? That’s why everyone kept saying something or the other “ Draco said, his hand lying flatly over Harry’s bare stomach, enjoying the intimacy. 

“ For all you know I could’ve insulted you there” Harry chuckled 

“ But you didn’t, I know, It was in your eyes when you spoke, It wasn’t anything witty, it was from your heart “ Draco said 

“ Maybe I’m just good at acting” Harry shrugged jokingly. 

“ But you were not “ Draco blinked for a moment. Harry looked at him for longer than usual but didn’t say anything, he didn’t know how to. 

Draco kept his gaze on Harry until he sat upright, his back facing Harry and breathing minimally rapidly. Sighing, Harry too sat upright, placing his hand on Draco’s back, running his finger down his pointed spine, 

“ Does it matter what I say ?” Harry asked with his eyes closed, his chin resting on Draco’s shoulder. 

Draco shook his head and immediately turned to Harry, cupping his face in his own hands “It matters the most, what you say, it matters a lot” 

Harry blinked at Draco, taking his hands from the side of his face and kissing softly the inside of his palm, then his wrist, then his forearm over his mark, then his arms, then his shoulder, then behind his ear making Draco shudder with his eyes closing enjoying the feeling of Harry’s lips on his body, then Harry whispered in his ear 

“ I love you “ 

Draco opened his eyes instantly, creating a small distance to look at Harry and any signs of hesitation or reluctance or a forced look but there was none “ You love me ?”

“ I love you “ Harry nodded 

Draco blinked at Harry, then stared at him some more and then felt the tears prickle in his eyes, he didn’t know why he felt like crying but he felt like that, maybe it was the way Harry had said it, or maybe it was Harry had kissed him or maybe it was what Harry had said or maybe it was just Harry but the small tears that made his eyes glassy had been formed from peace and pleasure and love. 

“ I love you too “ Draco finally said it for the second time in his life to the same person but both the times had been so different, he had loved Harry even then but had he really loved him and meant it then, he wasn’t so sure but right now, he could move mountains to convince that he loved Harry and he did this time in a very real way. 

Harry’s eyes turned glossy too, his lips curved into a little smile. He enclosed any distance between them that their knees were touching and he kissed Draco’s ears again. 

“ Say that again” 

Draco’s head tipped back a little in pleasure but his hands finding their way into Harry’s hair and scratching his head a little, then traveling to behind his ear “ I love you “ 

“ Again “ Harry whispered kissing his mandible 

“ I love you “ Draco whispered his hands again in his hair. 

Harry separated from his body as if he still couldn’t believe that Draco had said it back, he smiled at him, then traced his fingers over his forehead, his eyebrows, his eyes, the curve of his nose, his cheekbones, the bottom of his lip, all over his face and Draco allowed Harry to as though in letting him touch him, he was confessing his I love you’s, still, as if he was the cloud and Harry had finally become lucky enough to touch them, run his hand through them. Harry touched him and Draco allowed himself to be touched and not just physically. 

Harry kissed his forehead then said it again “ I love you “ 

“ I love you too “ Draco sighed in calmness. 

“ I love you, “ Harry said again, kissing his eyes 

“ I love you too” “ It is real Harry, it is “ Draco replied, his eyes still shut. 

“ I know but I want to tell you I love you until my air runs out, I’ve waited long enough, I’ve wasted so much time and Days, I don’t want to this time, not this time,” Harry said kissing his cheeks, then his neck, then his clavicle, then his throat. 

“ I love you, “ Harry said it again and this time he kissed him over the lips. 

“ I love you too “ Draco sighed, falling back on the mattress taking Harry with him, allowing him to kiss every inch of his body and Harry kissed every inch of his body that even if Draco showered next morning, his love would still confide in every part of his body. Like his body was no longer just his own, it was embedded with Harry’s love and making sure every part of his body knew that Harry loved him and in the most real way that maybe even in his next life, his body would know it had been loved by none other than Harry. He was marking him and Draco allowed himself to be marked.  

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The next morning they both had woken up to the biggest smiles and smiled more when they remembered their night, it was so intimate that it was no imprinted in their heads that no matter wherever they might go, neither of them will be able to think of anything but that night of passion with each other. 

Draco prepared Harry breakfast in bed and they ended up repeating last nights event only it was repeated, everything from then on will be repeated because it was that one night and there can only exist that one night, the rest are just repetitions of event, a re-enactment of what had happened.  

They stayed in bed for the most part of the day, snuggled into the perfect christmas day until finally they had convinced themselves that they needed to get up eventually and Harry claimed that he needed to run some errands and some other things too, so they did get up. 

Draco was left alone for the most remaining part of the day because whatever Harry had left to do and the errands to run had been taking far too long but he kept himself busy, framing pictures of Harry he took the first time he came to Paris, sorted Harry’s sock drawer, made something to eat, watched a christmas movie and then had Harry returned. 

“Took too long “ Draco said as he entered the flat. 

Harry grinned at Draco then said “ Remember our Christmas plan, I have a surprise “ 

“ Now ?” Draco asked almost exasperated 

“ Yes, I’m taking you on a date so get ready,” Harry said hastily before kissing his face and dragging him to the bedroom. 

They both were dressing up and Harry had been putting on the shirt when Draco noticed “it's the same blowy shirt you took from me when we got together the first time “ 

Harry smiled, then nodded “ Still reminds me of you a lot, whenever you’re not here, I wear it and there you are” 

Draco smiled fondly and padded across the room and kissed Harry over the lips “ Now I’m here ” 

Harry only smiled. 

Once done with dressing up, Harry insisted Draco on wearing a blindfold and took him exactly where they needed to be, even though Draco expressed his worries a lot that he might fall. Harry only asked him to trust him. 

Upon reaching where they needed to be, Harry opened his blindfold and stuffed it in his pocket. 

“ so this is what you were doing after leaving me alone today” Draco teased after looking at the place Harry decorated, covered in snow too at the rooftop. 

“ Yeah, sorry about leaving you alone “ Harry rubbed the back of his neck chuckling, then asked for Draco’s hand to make him sit on the table he had arranged. 

“ You did all of this? alone ?” Draco asked curiously 

“ Thomas helped me “ Harry replied taking the chair in front of Draco’s “ Shall we?” he asked pointing to the food on the table. Draco nodded. 

“ So this was your special evening ?” Draco asked setting down his glass of champagne, then wiping his hand in a napkin. 

“ No actually- this is” Harry stood up from his chair and knelt down on one knee in front of Draco.

“ What-” 

“ Don’t worry it’s not a proposal “ Harry chuckled. 

Draco relaxed, then nodded for him to proceed but evidently couldn’t stop smiling. 

“ I thought of making a grand gesture but where we are, the grandest of them all is actually where we are so I decided to do this how I would’ve done it. I could’ve so easily done all of this anywhere else but this is where we are, right, in the heart of the city, right where we belong “ Harry smiled taking a short pause 

“ But I belong a lot more to you than anyone else and every time you go back to London you’re taking a piece of me away with you but it’d be soon when I’m not left with any but to take me and I want you to, I want you to take me with you, everywhere you go. So Draco, I’m asking you to move in with me wherever you want to because all that matters to me is that I’m with you “ 

Draco stared at Harry for a long moment before he broke into a grin and nodded “ I want to move in with you “ 

Harry smiled enthusiastically and immediately hugged Draco “I thought you’d had said it's too soon for us” 

“ But if not now, when, if not later, when “ Draco replied. 

Harry smiled then kissed him again. 

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“ Where to ?” he asked from behind the counter 

“ 2 tickets to London “ 

  <THE END>

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Hi, I hope you're doing great. I have a request for you : Harry knowing how to do pottery and Draco being the only one who knows it. Thanks.

So yes, a while ago i had actually been tagged in a post to write a one shot where Harry knows Pottery and Draco finding out one day and Harry makes all sorts of weird potteries while Draco is flustered. I never really got the chance to write it however or as i'd like to put it I forgot( i tend to a lot these days) but here we are now.

TW- NSFW | EXPLICIT WORK | IMPLIED SMUT

Voldemort with a hat by Harry potter

" no, don't- Draco don't open that- door-" but it was too late and Draco had already tripped over and held the handle for support and unlocked the whole Narnia.

" I told you not to open that door " Harry grumbled as he held his hand for Draco to take.

Draco tipped his head back off on the ground, then looked at Harry above him holding his hand out " you do pottery ?"

" yes yes very funny, Potter potters, now get up " Harry rolled his eyes.

Draco laughed hysterically making Harry groan louder and leaving him on the ground.

" it's not that funny " Harry's monotonously said

" it's hilarious " Draco was still laughing on the ground, his hands clench his stomach.

" I swear if you tell this to anyone, I'm gonna put you into one these potteries and sell it to the French " Harry threatened.

"But please, I can imagine the witch weekly article's and daily prophets front page article " the chosen one chose pottery " " and he tipped his head off laughing again.

Harry kneeled down over Draco, grabbing his collar to make his point clear " I mean it Draco, you tell anyone you're dead"

It took Draco a minute but he took his threats even though he knew Harry was only just words and got up by the help of Harry.

" it's still funny "

" say that one more time and I'll break your face " Harry growled, his chest pressed against Draco's.

" Woah, easy there tiger " and he laughed off again, walking away from him and picking up random antiques from shelf after a while then keeping them back again.

" you're an arse " Harry rolled his eyes, then locked the pottery room.

" you bet I am " Draco challenged smugly.

Harry just shook his head and then ended up laughing himself, he really was an arse.

That was how Draco discovered Harry's secret about pottery and had sworn to his secrecy but not once had he actually seen any of Harry's pottery or even working on his potteries that Draco almost believed Harry never made them but he was sure he had glanced into the secret room and saw a few ceramics although his tinge of curiosity always wanted to know what Harry made. His curiosity came to a halt on one late afternoon when Draco had given Harry a surprise visit and there he was standing in nothing but pants with what looked like mud or clay on his chest. That was the first time Draco was embarrassed to have stared at Harry long enough for him to pull off a smug look and cross his arms.

" body staring contest is over mister, can I escort you inside ?" Harry smirked turning around.

" I was just stating at how hideous your body is " Draco obviously lied, he looked like a damn Greek god and a good one at that.

" yeah sure seemed like it " Harry mumbled taking a bottle out of fridge and handing it to Draco.

" what were you doing ?" Draco asked curiously still trying hard to just look at his face and not his totally lick-able body.

" what do you think I was doing, I'm covered In mud and clay" Harry voice reached a higher octave scrunching his face.

" playing in your garden " Draco pursed his lips from laughing.

" you think you're so funny " Harry rolled his eyes " besides my Garden is all cemented, there's just a few pots " He added.

Harry turned around walking towards his pottery room or what seemed like.

" what are you doing here anyways?" Harry asked momentarily turning around.

" I was bored " Draco mumbled putting the bottle back in the fridge and walking after Harry.

Harry frowned then nodded in agreement "well, you're welcome to the abode " Harry said as he spread his arms when he entered into his pottery room, secret pottery room.

"so this is your Narnia " Draco joked entering the room behind Harry.

Harry rolled his eyes then stood before the counter which Draco couldn't the hold of what he was doing.

" so what sort of potteries do you make ?" Draco asked moving around in the room.

" Take a look yourself" he replied distractedly.

Draco shrugged then moved further into the room towards the shelves against the walls and watches curiously.

" what is this ? " Draco scrunched his face in confusion as he picked one of them up and showing it to Harry who now was sat in front of the pottery wheel, the the dough of clay placed in the center.

" I think that's a vulva " Harry replied before he carefully examined. Draco blushed then set it down.

" so erotica is your thing then ?" Draco asked as he saw a few more.

" no not necessarily, there's more stuff " Harry replied putting on a hairband to keep his hair off his forehead, then Turned on his wheel. Totally arousing to Draco, not that he admitted it though.

" yeah, like this octopus " Draco Almost wanted to laugh but didn't.

" yeah like that octopus " Harry Chuckled and Draco noticed ad he wet his hands and slapped the dough of clay. Draco almost yelped then turned around flustered to other shelf.

" oh- an ass shaped vase " Draco announced amused.

" oh yeah- one of the bests " Harry laughed shortly from the other end of the room.

Draco roamed a bit more and found more potteries like naked womans, vulvas, naked mens, different asses, octupus, a weird sort of fish, a few sober vases, an eye, a sort of alien, frog with wings, lizard with long legs, a weird looking lady with dropped eyes, and-

" Voldemort with a hat- I've never seen anything more funnier " Draco laughed. Harry laughed too.

" it was on war memorial day- he looks Pretty doesn't he, I want to paint him too actually, maybe make him have red lips and wear eye make-up " harry joked laughing.

" bet it'd be fun " Draco smiled.

Draco finally crossed the room and leaned against the door watching Harry wet his hands and clay over and over again then shaping the clay.

" what are you making ?" Draco asked, his arms crossed.

" I don't know" Harry shrugged " any suggestions ?"

Draco puckered his lips thinking for a moment then laughed at his own self.

" what is it ?" Harry insisted.

" you'll laugh at me " Draco replied

" I'm gonna do that either way- so tell me " Harry shrugged.

" what about a penis or a dildo " And then Draco laughed at himself again whereas Harry only frowned and nodded.

" wanna try with me ?" Harry asked finally.

Draco could've so easily said no because he didn't want to get his cloths dirty or clay in his nails and his hands all wet but when Harry Potter is sitting in front of you with a head band on and shirtless and a serious look on his face, he obviously couldn't deny even if he wanted to.

So they sat, face to face and Harry guided Draco along the way.

" wet your hands again " Harry instructed and Draco did so.

" now, since we've done centring, we need to get on with opening and then we'll begin shaping Alright, Just follow my hands "

Draco nodded.

Harry placed his hand at the bottom while Draco Just above his and they began work on the opening.

" press your thumb on thr centre" Harry instructed but Draco didn't get it so he placed his hands over Draco's and helped him shape the opening. And slowly and slowly he moved with Draco's hand up and down shaping the pottery.

" thick or thin ?" Harry asked suddenly.

Draco croaked then cleared his throat "whatever's fine"

" thick then. You sure you can do it ?" Harry asked and even though Draco nodded, he couldn't help but wonder if there was any other meaning to his question.

Harry moved his hands up and down along with those Draco's and shaping it just fine but the more Draco noticed theirs hands going up and down to keep the pottery steady, the more he could feel getting strangely hot, maybe it was just the room or maybe it was watching Harry or it was doing pottery with Harry but whatever it was, Draco didn't like it.

" I think the base is alright, with the balls-" harry smiled " now we go for the head- you wanna give the head?"

" the what ?" Draco exasperated. Maybe he should've paid more attention.

" the head. The head of this pottery, the penis. You wanna try giving it the head or should I help ?" Draco Could've sworn he saw him smirking but he kept his head down. Harry was definitely doing it on purpose, or was he ? Or was it just Draco ?

" guide me through it " Draco innocently replied, or tried to.

" well then, keep your pinky finger right here then cone the rest of your hand to give it a round shape " Harry guided.

" slow and steady- not too fast- it's just a hand job-"

" a what?" The pottery could've almost collapsed if Harry had not managed to save it just at the right time.

" it's hand work Draco- just a hand work- what's up with you ?" Harry Chuckled.

Draco visibly relaxed. He definitely needed some air. He wasn't usually so flustered and out of zone around Harry but something about doing it with Harry was intoxicating , almost addictive yet brilliantly breath taking.

" nothing- just zoned out " Draco mumbled and they went back to shaping the head carefully.

Harry guided through again until they were almost done " here, you just move your hand up and down there and I'll do better the head"

Draco blushed again but nodded and steadily moved his head up and down of what was the length of the pottery penis while Harry finely with the help of a wire shaped the it more accurately.

They did that 5 more minutes until Harry moved his hand away and watched Draco.

" No- don't- not yet " Harry cut off as Draco was almost about the take off his hands too. Flustered Draco nodded and kept moving his hand up and down in a fist until Draco finally understood what was happening with Harry's smug look, immediately took his hands off the pottery and stood up, Washing his hands.

Harry chuckled then Turned off the pottery wheel and left the made pottery over it and got up himself " I'm sorry if that was uncomfortable- but it was your idea " he shrugged wiping his body with a wet towel to get rid of the clay that splattered over him.

" no it was alright- it was just a pottery " Draco mumbled drying his hands off in a clean towel.

" still- I didn't want to make you uncomfortable, wasn't my intention- I should've Suggested a simple vase or something like that instead of making a peni-" and his voice died out in his throat as Draco pushed him backward and kissed him over the lips in a rapid urge that he had been holding onto ever since he got there, ever since the first he learned Harry did pottery, ever since all the first times and here was his opportunity, if Harry pushed away then be it but he didn't push him away instead he grabbed his waist and pulled him closer, leaning against the counter behind him and devouring Draco's lip as enthusiastically and as eagerly.

" I'm glad we did that " Harry said when they broke apart for a moment to reach for breath before they could've begun again.

" the Pottery or this ?" Draco asked, his lips not an inch further from Harry's.

" both " and they kissed again, tumbling what was left more of the counter to get over it.

" to the bedroom ?" Harry asked pulling away. Draco thought for a moment before he nodded and they moved out of his Pottery room and into his bedroom on the same floor.

" listen before we do this- can I just say, this isn't just one time thing for me " Harry said as he shut the door behind them.

" neither for me " Draco smiled.

" so you- you'd like to go out sometime ?" Harry asked

" would love to " Draco smiled again and Harry kissed him again not breaking the stance from before and maintaining the eagerness to get into bed and remain nothing more than breathless naked people.

Guess that penis pottery worked out well after all.

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Hey bestie, how r you doing? Hope my favourite Internet person is having a day with filed with dopamines in your head. I'm unfortunately sick and down with fever a couple of days and I'm in a sappy mood to read some soft cuddly sickfics, either one sick and other one taking leave to take care of them? 🥺❤️

Hi love, I'm doing good. How are you holding up, any better now ? Take care 🦋.

I normally never reply this fast anymore, at least not within a day time ( tho this was supposed to come out yesterday but writing this took ages) anymore but you have found a way into my heart to get an early reply, so here's your prompt while I also combine this one of my dialogue prompts i haven’t been able to get back to in ages, so here’s this for you.

Let me take care of you

Dialogue prompt 10: "Nobody’s seen you in days" | request by @thebusyfangirl | fluff |

Harry rang the doorbell over and over again, knocking his door loudly impatiently, almost angry and there he was, opening the door with those usual mumbling about waiting a little longer and a man can only walk this fast. 

“ I should’ve known it were you, only you’d knock my door like a bloody owl “ Draco rolled his eyes, tugging his blanket tighter to his body and walking back where he came from letting Harry follow him into his condo. 

“You look like you are high on Dragon blood “ Harry mumbled taking his coat off and hanging it on the hanger by the door and following through. 

“ why are you here anyways ?”Draco asked as he walked into the kitchen and poured himself some warm water then sighing in relaxation upon wrapping his hand around the warm cup. 

“ Nobody’s seen you in days “ Harry exclaimed throwing his hands in the air. 

“ Stop being so damn loud, my ears hurt “ Draco winced. Harry immediately cooled off. 

“ You’re sick and I know it” Harry sighed. 

Draco rolled his eyes in denial “ I’m not “ 

“ Right because everyone like to be wrapped up like burrito in a blanket “ Harry rolled his eyes welcoming himself into the kitchen and pouring a glass of water for himself. 

“For your kind information my blanket is really soft and I do like to be bundled up-” and there was a sneeze as soon as Harry opened a window to prove his point. 

“ Water got in my nose “ Draco tried to explain 

“ Yeah sure because you drink water like an elephant “ Harry rolled his eyes then immediately shut off the window. 

“ Can you- just leave Potter . I don’t need your saving- besides we’re not even friends” Draco hopelessly said 

“ I’m not goddamn saving you, you’re clearly sick and your ego is too big to ask for anyone’s help, not even your own friends ”Harry sighed opening cabinets after cabinets to make something for Draco. 

“ I do not need help and least of all yours- and what the hell are thinking searching shit up in my place” He got closer to Harry forbidding him from opening another cabinet but raising his hand out of the blanket meant exposing his hand to cold hair, ultimately the cold rushing inside his blanket and sneezing. He shuddered immediately, wrapping himself closer to the blanket.

“Would you just please- please let me help you so you can get better so we can go back you doing my work in the office, its really piling up” Harry told. 

Draco rolled his eyes “ Of course, always looking for advantage “ 

“ Well obviously” Harry said it as if it was very obvious. 

“ Potter- just leave, i’ll be fine in a few days and then I can complete your goddamn work. Now please- leave” Draco shuddered, sneezing another time and then harshly coughing. 

Harry rolled his eyes then got behind Draco and pushed him to move forward. 

“ Wha-What are you doing? Potter- just- Would you stop ?” he almost stumbled over his long blanket but Harry caught him just in time. 

“ Stop talking before I tape your mouth shut. Just please, for once in your life let your ego down and let me help you and you know you do need my help” Harry raised his eyebrows at him. 

“ I-do-not-need-your-help “ Draco gritted. 

Harry rolled his eyes then picked Draco in his arms, bridal style and burst into Draco’s room while all Draco kept was punching him to let him down and cursing at him. 

“ Get me arrested all you want later but right now if you don’t shut up, i’m going to do unfathomable things to you “ Harry raised his eyebrows, tucking Draco into the bed. 

“ Oh yeah and what would you do? Hex me ?” Draco asked rolling his eyes impatiently. 

“ No, honey, I will burn down all your favourite tuxedo’s, diminish your watches, bind you to bed “ Harry smiled evilly at him. 

Draco gasped “ You do anything to my watches or my clothes I will kill you “ He threatened, sneezing immediately after that. Harry frowned at him wondering how clothes and watches were infact his priority and not himself but then this was Draco Malfoy. 

“ Stay put and everything will be fine ” and with that he left the room, taking Draco’s wand with him. 

Draco remained in the bed mumbling curses at Harry for invading his personal space, being a complete prat, being an intolerant human being, and just in general being a huge pain in the ass however he couldn’t help but feel relaxed knowing he didn’t had to be entirely alone while he was sick. 

A couple moments later the door opened again and Harry walked in with a bowl on a tray, wearing Draco’s apron. 

“ Not my apron ” Draco whined and then sneezed. 

“ I’m pleased by your thank you, here’s your hot soup” Harry rolled his eyes, dragging a stool by his bed and sitting down after setting the soup on the side table. 

“ Here, let me help-” 

“ I don’t need your help, I can get my hands out of my blanket on my own” Draco rolled his eyes. 

Harry almost wanted to give him the biggest eye roll yet and maybe even tell him to shut the hell up but knowing Draco, he just huffed and shrugged, watching him struggle to get his hand out of the blanket and when he finally did after so long, he immediately sneezed 10 times in a row. 

“ For Merlin’s sake-” Harry huffed and instantly put his hands back under the blanket “ Let me help, just please-let me “ 

Draco chewed the inside of his cheek then nodded in hesitation. 

“ Thank you ” Harry sighed then sat on the side of his bed and picked up the bowl of soup and took a spoonful and blowing air to cool it down. 

“ You don’t have to do that I’m not a baby ” Draco said. Harry looked at him with a ‘ seriously’ look, then basically poured the hot soup down his throat. 

“ Agh- fuck -ouch “ Draco stuck his tongue out panting 

“ Wanna try again ?” Harry mockingly asked. 

Draco rolled his eyes then nodded “ I can cool the soup down on my own ”

Harry huffed then nodded and helped carefully to make him drink his soup. Draco drank the soup with little to no remarks, quietly allowing being taken care of while Harry wiped the extra soup that might drip a couple of times in the process. 

“ So you’re babysitting me then ” Draco said after having finished the soup. 

“ You’re right actually, I should’ve bought teddy too, you’re both babies ” Harry chuckled lightly and then left the room with the tray and the bowl knowing he had pissed Draco. 

He walked back in after a while, Draco knowing he had done his dishes that had been in the sink for longer than he’s ever let and he sort of regretted it but knowing Harry if even a little, he would not have been able to convince him otherwise. 

“ Did you check your temperature ?” Harry asked 

“ I did “ Draco lied and Harry caught on. 

“ You’re unbelievable. Where’s your thermometer ?” Harry asked. 

“ 3rd drawer “ Draco nodded his head towards his bed side stool. 

Harry checked the drawer and indeed it was there, only it wasn’t working. 

“ Maybe its battery ran out “ Harry mumbled. 

“ It doesn’t matter, its probably just cold, i’ll be fine “ Draco said. 

Harry looked at Draco like he couldn’t believe him, again “ Malfoy for all you know you could have fever, viral, malaria, chicken pox-” 

“ I do not have chicken pox, if that was it there would’ve been a lot of spots on my body and if I did had that you’d had run away the moment you’d had seen me “ Draco said. 

“ One that’s not true, I would’ve still helped taking care of you and second I’m gonna run to the store and buy you a new thermometer “ Harry said getting up from the floor and just for a good measure placing the back of his hand against Draco to see how hot he was. 

“ wha-” draco turned red 

“ Relax I’m only detecting how warm you are, luckily not a lot but i’m still going to the store. I’ll be back in a while “ 

“ But Potter -” it was no use though. Harry had already walked out of the bedroom and Draco had no energy left to yell for him, so he was stuck with his hands under his blanket like a penguin. 

Draco sat there for a long time humming songs to himself, dozing off a little in between and basically wondering a lot why Harry was really here? Was he really just here so Draco could get better sooner so he would join back office and complete his pending work ? Or was there something else ? Although Draco couldn’t help but think if it was all just fake, all his caring was just a fake deal he had to do because he was in some stupid bet? That one did make a lot of sense considering how pushy Harry was being. Draco decided to try to investigate on it when he finally had the time. 

He had almost dozed off again when he heard the door open and the rustling with the coat hanger and finally someone walking in. 

“ I’m sorry I’m late- are you alright ?” Harry asked instantly walking to the bedside and dropping all he bought by the table and feeling his cheek again to see if he was any more warmer, he was. 

“ I just nodded off a little “ Draco mumbled, his voice hoarse and dense. 

Harry unpacked the thermometer he bought and helped Draco put it in his mouth under his tongue and waiting for the result. When it finally beeped Harry pulled it out immediately that it almost seemed harsh.

" sorry " Harry mumbled checking the readings " hm, it's just fever, although we can't let it get higher than this, so I've got some medicines for you, let me get some warm water " and he ran to the kitchen without even letting Draco ask him anything.

And he came back almost as soon as he left " you seem tired "

" I feel tired " Draco mumbled sleepishly.

" here, take these medicine's you'll be fine hopefully just in time " Harry smiled a little then took out the pills in his hand and asked Draco to take them but Draco only kept staring at the pills in his hands with a frown.

" what's the matter ?" Harry asked.

Draco gulped " nothing"

" but you're hesitating, what's the matter? " Harry asked again.

" nothin-"

" that's not true " Harry sternly said.

Draco gulped again the turned red in embarrassment " I don't like pills. They taste bitter. I- I prefer syrups- now you can laugh all you want. Might as well make a joke about how I can't eat pills and for being such a baby-"

" would it help if I crushed them ?"Harry asked ignoring his later remarks.

Draco frowned " aren't you going to make fun of me ?"

" No " Harry sweetly replied with a small smile.

" would it help if I crushed it then? Perhaps dissolved it in a little juice ?" Harry asked. Draco frowned not being able to believe that he wasn't making fun, but he suspected that he was going to at some point with his friends and right now he was just pretending to be the nice guy.

" you're seriously not going-"

" I'll crush them and add them in a juice, that would work " Harry told him and left the room with medicines and came back with a small glass of juice.

" it won't be bitter now " Harry told him. Draco frowned again in confusion but took the glass from Harry and drank it painfully because of dehydration.

" was it better ?" Harry asked. Draco nodded.

" well then. It's 12:39 right now, so maybe you should sleep and I'll check on you in a couple of hours. You need to sleep for the Medicine to work " harry adviced.

" what are you going to do then ?" Draco asked almost curiously.

Harry offered him a little smile then said " I'll figure something out " and then helped tucking Draco into the bed more firmly to sleep.

Draco finally woke up to the sky looking more pink through his window, meaning it was already evening and he had slept for a good amount of time. He pushed himself up and looked at the side of this table to find a bowl of water and towel kept there, along with Harry's sweater and just like that it came rushing to him all the thoughts he had about why Harry wanted to help but for odd reasons his worries had dissolved about Harry only doing it out of advantage because It genuinely seemed as he if he cared. Draco pushed himself out of the bed in socks, taking a shawl with him to still keep himself warm even though he didn't feel that cold anymore and walked out of his room and into the living room.

He walked more through when he found Harry sitting on the arm chair peacefully in front of the fire place with his legs crossed over the footstool, that's when he realised Harry had fallen asleep. Draco stepped more forward to get a better look of Harry because apparently it was soothing to see him sleep with his arms were tucked under one another in a Cross and soft relaxed stress free look on his face which Draco realised he'd normally never seen and it struck him then, he had never really seen Harry without a frown on his forehead except for now but moment didn't last long when Draco accidentally slipped because of his socks and for support reached for the nearest stool, making the wooden camel set on it fall to the ground, startling Harry up from his sleep.

" what are you doing out, you should be in bed ?" Harry asked standing up immediately and fixing himself up.

" I- I just woke up a while and felt better. You can go now if you feel like ?" Draco asked but for strange reasons he didn't want Harry to agree, not just yet, he didn't know why.

" I- I'm not sure about that. You got really hot while sleeping and I had to cool you down with cold towels for a long time. I- I think it'd be better if I just stay, at least until I know your fever isn't getting bad " Harry shrugged. Draco nodded understandably.

" I- am gonna make something for you to eat,it's almost time for you medicine too" Harry said. Draco nodded again and harry walked into his kitchen. Draco frowned as another realisation dawned on him and asked

" Potter- Have you eaten anything since you got here ?"

Harry furrowed his eyebrows then nodded uncertainly.

" no you haven't, you've been taking care of all this while- how-"

" I'll be okay " Harry reassured.

" No, you must be starving-"

" it's alright. I can go on without food for a long time. I don't get hungry that much " Harry shrugged then started looking through cabinets again but it struck Draco as an odd thing to say, how can anyone stay without food for an entire day without feeling remotely Hungry?

" Potter- you really must be hungry- just first eat something and then you can make something for me-"

" I'm fine Malfoy " Harry snapped. Draco almost winced but wasn't surprised although it did shock him if only a little. He was sensitive about this ?

" I won't eat unless you're eating with me " Draco made a deal

" what ?" Harry asked taken a back by his abruptness.

" that's right- I will not eat anything unless you promise me you'll eat with me "

" But I'm not hungry "

" bullshit. It's seven in the fucking evening of course you're hungry " Draco Snapped back then immediately coughed loudly

Harry ran and fetched him a glass of water, patting his back to calm him. Draco soon nodded assuring Harry that he was fine now.

“ You should eat now “ Harry insisted

“ Not unless you’re eating with me “ Draco fought back

“ Malfoy- “

“ I mean it Potter “ Draco threatened. Harry sighed knowing there was no going against Draco and nodded. Draco finally gave him a light grin in victory,Harry returned the smile.

“ Mac and cheese ?” Draco nodded.

Harry helped Draco into the living room after having complained that he felt more sicker in his room and would simply like being in the living room so now Harry was covering him with blanket and adjusting the pillows behind his back so he was comfortable enough.

“ TV ?” Harry asked Draco and he nodded.

Midway through watching TV and Harry preparing something to eat, Draco interjected.

“ That smells nice “

Harry smiled at him through the open kitchen window “Ginny taught me “

Draco nodded then let in his hesitation wonder about what went wrong between them.

“ We just weren’t right for each other ” Harry answered his thoughts.

“ I wasn’t-”

“ I know “ Harry smiled then put the dish in the sink and bought the two plates into the living room where Draco was sitting and sat down by his side on the footstool.

“ That’s too low “

" here sit besides me " Draco shifted a little to make some space for Harry. Reluctantly Harry did sit besides Draco.

" Do you want me to feed you ?" Harry asked taking the plate in his own hands.

Draco looked at him for a moment, then his hands under the blankets and then nodded childishly.

" My hands are just pretty warm now "

" Sure I believe you " Harry rolled his eyes playfully then gathered a spoonful of the pasta, blowed air on it make it edible enough then helped him eat and repeated the same until the plate was finished.

" it's time for you meds " Harry announced getting up and taking the plate with him.

" Potter " Draco glared.

" I'm really not hungry " Harry shrugged

" just a few bites. You'll die of starvation otherwise and I definitely don't want a dead body in my house" Draco shrugged

" people don't die of starvation in just one day. If that were true I'd had been dead ages ago " Harry tried to laugh it off as if it was a joke but it wasn't humorous to Draco.

" just eat " Draco insisted. Harry sighed then sat down by Draco's feet and finished his portion of mac and cheese he made.

" now was it so hard ?" Draco raised his eyebrows at him. Harry rolled his eyes then shook his head and departed to the kitchen.

" do you want me to add your meds in your tea ? That is if you'd like some ?" Harry asked from the kitchen the peeked his head out of the kitchen for an answer.

" I'd like tea- I like cham-"

" chamomile, I know. Don't worry I got you " Harry grinned then went back to the kitchen while Draco was left speechless. He knew what kind of tea he preferred?

10 minutes later Harry came back into the living room with two cups in hand and helped Draco drink his own tea with medicines dissolved.

Only when Harry was sitting down peacefully on the opposite side of the couch drinking his own tea Draco asked him " how do you know what tea I like ?"

" you told me " Harry nodded.

" No I didn't-"

" I vividly remember you did. It was the first year when we got the case together and you had yelled at me for bringing you normal tea and then ordered me to bring you chamomile tea. You also said you only like milked coffee because Black coffee tastes blank " Harry told him.

Draco looked at him, thoroughly amazed by his memory then broke in light laughter " that was 4 years ago "

" yeah and I remember. I'm not as ignorant as I seem Draco " Harry smiled.

Draco's heart didn't obviously melted when he called him ' Draco ' and he didn't obviously noticed that it was the first time Harry called him by his first name. He definitely didn't notice either of them.

Draco gave him a firm smile then they both turned to the TV enjoying whatever movie was playing until Draco started growing restless and tried changing his position, the direction of his head at least 5 times in 1 minute.

" is something wrong?" Harry asked.

Draco looked at him for a moment then nodded " mild headache "

Harry immediately turned off the TV " do you want me to massage your head- they really help ?"

Before Draco could even deny the offer Harry already gotten up and was insisting Draco to make some space for him behind him and he had no other option left but to oblige. So there they were, Draco leaning backwards to rest his head on Harry's lap.

" where does it hurt ?" Harry asked. Draco pointed to the either side of his forehead and Harry immediately started moving his finger's in a circle on both the sides.

" better ?" Harry asked after a while. Draco nodded in his lap with his eyes closed enjoying Harry's massage.

Harry continued moving his fingers in circles through his scalp to his side causing a feeling of relaxation in Draco for a long time until his headache started evaporating little by little and he finally opened his eyes to look at Harry.

" Potter "

" yeah ?"

" why are you really here ?" He finally asked the question he had terrified of listening to the answer of.

Harry swallowed, closed his eyes momentarily then said " Because I knew you were sick and you had no one to take care of and despite of you saying that you're capable of doing everything on your own, you're not. Sometimes you are just helpless and it's alright you know "

" now what's the actual reason you're here- come on- you know there is another reason that you are here but Just don't want to say " Draco teased.

Harry let out a soft laugh, moving his hand In soft circle over his forehead as if he was drawing something " I- just feel guilty about a lot of things including how I still treat you in the office, like I'm trying to always trying to prove I'm better than you and how I treated you before. I always know I'm doing wrong but I barely ever take a chance to change thing's with you, maybe because of the office surrounding or maybe I'm just afraid of what other's might say but I still want to start new, maybe show you that I'm not all bad. Maybe this was my way of proving that we can start over "

Draco smiled up at Harry fondly then spoke "we can start over. I'd like that. And if it makes it any better I feel guilty about how I've treated you before and even though I know I've apologized I still feel like I always owe you an apology "

Harry smiled down at him, massaging his scalp then saying " Then we should start over. Hi, I'm Harry Potter and I would like to be friends with you "

Draco chuckled " okay then, Hi, I'm Draco malfoy- wait no- I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself "

Harry blurted out laughing, Draco tagging along wheezing until both their lungs gave out. Harry leaned down a bit after the laughing session, pressing the center of Draco's forehead with his thumb, relieving him some more "that was well deserved "

" I think so too " Draco smiled and sneezed almost all over Harry's face.

" I can't believe you " Harry chuckled wiping off his face from a tissue.

" I'm sorry " but he couldn't stop laughing.

The rest of the night Draco remained on Harry's lap as he took care of him in ways Draco had forgotten he could be taken care of with all his questions going away as of what would it advantage Harry and allowed himself in to be. He even knew Harry didn't sleep most of the night because he was checking how warm he was every once in a while and when Draco had grown restless in the middle of the night because he was shivering, Harry took care of it by rubbing his hands over his feet and putting him in 2 more pair of socks and Singing him a lullaby to put him to sleep. Draco woke up in the morning to find Harry sleeping while sitting but mumbling incoherent things and unconsciously checking on Draco, he almost wanted to laugh but for obvious reasons he found it endearing waking up to Harry by his side and not completely alone. It was as if he could even imagine doing more than often.

The rest of the day Harry insisted on staying and taking care of Draco, while he insisted Harry should go home. Ultimately they settled for Harry going back home for a while to freshen up and come back and as Said Harry did came back in an hour and immediately made him soup while Draco watched him endearingly.

" I never thought I'd have The Harry Potter in my kitchen making me soup " Draco laughed.

" Well you Never even thought we'd be working together either but here we are and we are now friends, so I guess life is full of surprises after all " Harry grinned.

" oh we're friends ?" Draco teased

" we definitely are Draco " Harry raised an eyebrow at him challenging him.

" oh are w-" but his sentence was cut short with a sneeze and Harry immediately handed him a tissue.

" We are " Harry Stated and this time Draco didn't try to challenge him, they obviously were friends now.

And as promised Harry took care of Draco in his own arms, helping him relieve some headache that had Returned and sharing with him some of his greatest life stories and it all seemed very fitting as if they'd been doing this their whole life. It seemed perfect.

Within a couple of days, Draco was all set to be back in the office but when he had, he was received with a letter that Harry wouldn't make it to the office.

Without thinking Draco barged into his place finding a Harry bundled up in blankets, his heart melting at the sight.

" let me take care of you my very dear friend" Draco smiled at him teasingly then shoved off his coats and left it on the arm rest of the couch.

Harry tipped off his head laughing in a husky tone then sneezing immediately " please do- I'm dying here without you "

And that was the start of their love story. Not every love story is born out of A girl meets a boy and they fall in love and live happily ever after, some are born with boy meets a boy and they hate each other until they learn to love one another because loving each other was so much more easier than hating each other.

The Cards Of Fate

" Walk with me " He smiled, the other one nodded and they walked with each of their bicycles in their hands. And they did until they were exactly where they needed to be.

They parked their bicycles across the wall, one leaning over another.

" where are we going now then ?" Draco finally asked.

Harry smiled at him then took his hand in his own and asked him to just walk with him and to trust him on this one. Within a few moments Draco realised they were walking into a farm with a scarecrow around the centre, an empty place but a welcoming one . They only Walked for a few more moments until Harry halted and took out his handkerchief from his pocket, casting an enlargement charm and sprawled it over the grass in between of the farm.

" So what ? We're gonna lay here in just anybody's farm ?" Draco asked but he could hardly contain his smile.

" That is exactly what we're going to do " Harry grinned and offered his hand for Draco to take to sit down, Draco took his hand like a charm and sat down over the now turned into sheets.

Harry sat down next to him leaning back with the support of his elbows and his knees bent looking at Draco endearingly.

" So that's your end of the date rendezvous " Draco chuckled.

" Indeed and now we're going to know about constellations because you know them " Harry smiled at him. Draco smiled back at him then leaned back the same way Harry was leaning then looked at the open night sky they could hardly see in the city.

" you see that weird antena sort of looking constellation, sort of a T but a little bent? Right there ?" Draco pointed, taking Harry's hand in his own to draw the hand Draco's was to learn the constellation " that's Cancer"

" charming " Harry chuckled. Draco elicited a sort laugh himself then kept staring in the sky to find another.

" you see that Indian doll sort of thing that looks like it's shooting an arrow ?"

" where ?"

Draco took his hand again and pointed right where his eyes was " you see it ?"

" no "

" come closer " and Harry did, he was close enough to Draco to feel his breath fanning over his neck, blood immediately gushing in his cheeks, making him blush.

" you see it now ?"

Harry looked at Draco for a moment in fondness then turned again to the sky and finally agreed.

" That's orion " Draco said. Harry's face became distraught for only a second upon old memories flooding through but then he remembered the way he had learned through Draco to find Beauty in loss and he smiled remembering Sirius.

Draco Turned to Harry finally, brushing his hair behind his ear with a smile on his face that was somewhere in between love and respect. There was fondness in the way he was smiling but there was pride it held as though he was so proud of Harry like he had never seen a man like himself, like he'd never ever meet someone like him ever again in his life and he was happy to have met him.

And then there was this smile Harry had always found hard to label, it was always a mix of happiness and sadness but never quite enough to be either separately, he always wondered why that smile but he never asked until now.

" what ?" Harry asked grazing Draco's face with his own fingers in a light touch then taking his hand away to hold Draco's hand.

Draco collapsed on the ground with a sigh but didn't Stop smiling or looking at Harry.

" one year " Draco finally whispered.

Harry leaned down pressing a soft kiss over his cheek then saying " it's unbelievable but it's true. One year "

" You must be one stupid idiot to be with me" Draco teased.

" As I last heard " Harry joked so they dissolved in muffled laughs until they were left with Draco smiling the same way he was smiling at him before.

" 365 days of putting up with my bullshit, with my tantrums, with trying to gain my trust, my ego issues, my problems, my nonsense, my life, me, why would someone ever want to do that ?" Draco genuinely asked.

Harry could've said so many things, so many about how Draco doesn't give himself enough credit or how he isn't who he think he is or how he isn't that hard to be with or how he's the best thing that happened to him despite everything but he ushered in a small sentence perfectly " you're right, I want to do it 365 more days and then another 365 more days, then another, then another, then another till we're grey and old and you'd forget that we'd been together for longer than 365 days, I want to do it forever with you and I don't mind it at all "

Draco's smile turned into a little frown then a single tear glossed his left eye and then he chuckled " I should be mad at you, or say you're stupid or should be upset with you, but- I can't- you're still making me smile "

" that's a good thing then because I always want to make you smile, I like it when you smile, it's pretty and it's very gorgeous and it makes my heart Runs faster in a good way and I like that. I like it when you smile Draco, I love it and I hate it when you cry " Harry told him, with a gaze full of fondness.

Draco shook his head then leaned upwards towards Harry and placed a kiss over his lips pouring what he couldn't say out loud, perhaps letting this kiss make him understand better of what he wants to say but can't because he's tongue tied. Perhaps in the kiss he's trying to tell him that he wants all of that too but can't say it because Harry already knows it and there is no use in telling him what he already knew, yet he separated for just a moment and said

" You're such a sap "

" I love you "

Draco smiled again " I Love you too " and they resumed kissing each other while fate drew their cards to Never separate them,even In another life.

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Ghost man

A request from Instagram on Life of Draco Malfoy

It doesn't Sting, nor does it burn something inside, it doesn't change anything. Burning that list that he made notes of to how to be a man, now burning it didn't make any difference. It Only caused the smoke to go up his face, his fingers heating up as the spreading fire on the paper reaches closer to his fingers from which he held, the ashes falling in the bin he kept beneath. It didn't change anything, it doesn't move anything inside him as he thought it would and it didn't because now it was too late. He had only been a child, at a mere age of 16 when he had learned it was already too late, already too late to correct his mistakes, so Early in his life he was done with living, so young. So early in his life he knew it was too late, what child thought that ? Him. But now, it's far too late for anything to ever even be changed, he's already the man he loathes.

He can sense it when he looks at the flower vendor across where he lives, how his heart is rolled on his sleeve, how he always gives one rose to the little girl without cost and the guy behind the counter in departmental store who somehow always puts candies in Draco's bag for free or the girl who sits in the pharmacy who always happens to give him an extra strip of paracetamol or his friends from school who are still in touch and everyone once in a while meets up at a brunch and fight over who would pay but Draco, he's a ghost man just living in a mortal world. Where there should've been a heart, there's just a large black hole like somebody had taken it away ages ago and told him he didn't deserve it and gave it to someone who needed a heart. How do you survive without the heart? You don't, you're dead.

He's dead inside and out like the core of a log, he have been for a long time but sometimes his non existent black holed heart twitches for love, a forbidden love even perhaps or any kind of love. He's on all the pages of business magazines, in articles over front pages of newspapers, he's one of the most successful event planner in and outside wizarding World, almost a celebrity, the worth, the fame, the money he have and all for nothing. What wouldn't he do to just trade it to go back to his manor when he was five years old and frolick and roll around in the grass rather than sitting on the table being taught table manners. What wouldn't he do to trade to get a time turner so he could undo his life. What wouldn't he trade to just feel loved, not just true love but the love that is poured out from the heart of a mother to the son in a night tales, the love that is given by his father in a sweet licorice candies, the love that a friend gives when they kiss their cheeks, the love that is shared between friends, the love that could be shared by lovers. What wouldn't he do to trade his life to be the flower vendor across the street or the girl at the pharmacy or to be the guy from departmental store or his friends, just to feel loved and maybe cherished and Just to be offered a little smile as he would walk to his office but nothing would be traded because nothing is worth the trade, it was all too late to press the button of life and change it. It was far too late, he had already been neglected by the father who was supposed to love him, already been with a mother who talked more of the events and his work than asking how's he been, he had already been the friend everyone just thinks is suitable for a one night stand, he had already been the friend everyone was intimidated of, he had already been the guy who's been hated by so many out of spite and jealousy.

But it's not like he didn't had everything. He had everything. Everything he didn't want including the perfume that rests in the back of his wardrobe he got it when he was merely 14, the silk pajamas that are far too itchy to be worn, the tuxedo he no longer fits in and 10 more which he doesn't even like, the bean bag that had never been sat on, the expensive china he never had anyone to even share with, the expensive watches his mother bought him which now are almost 6 Years old and had stopped working, the expensive bed sheets gifted by someone that is somewhere in the attic that he Never would use, the expensive wallet that he can never for the life of him change to because he's grown attached to his 8 year old wallet, the snow globe he got when he was only 7 that sits on his showcase he rarely ever even sees, the cuff links his father bought him when he was 15 on Christmas that he had only worn in the day of Christmas and never sought to even spare another glance at it, he had everything yet, he had absolutely nothing, he lived in an Empty place all by himself to share nothing with no one.

He thinks a lot of the times when he was so frustrated at his parents, at his teacher's, at his friends, at the people, at the world, everyone, when he just wanted to change to someone who was a better person, who gave free potion lessons to young pupils, someone who wasn't arrogant and had been in one book nerd clubs, someone who wasn't thursted upon with decision like who to be be, what to become, someone who was allowed to make mistakes, someone who was allowed to spill over the table, someone who wasn't forced to be the top of the class, someone who wasn't ashamed of himself, someone who had his own life he curated but he wasn't that person and he was never going to be because there's just so little left in his life to change that now the deadness that flows in him forbids him to even try to change anything. He wishes a lot that he had someone like Harry Potter had to tell him what's wrong, to help him create a good path, to tell him that his life was his own, people who might've even praised him and loved him but he had none and he was convinced that he was never going to find anyone. Who would want to be with a dead man?

And so where he sits right now burning the list of things he had made notes of how to be and who to become, it doesn't change anything and he lights his cigarette from the burning fire, letting the burning paper slip from his hand and drop into the bin after it had burnt his dead finger's. He holds the cigarette between his finger and walks over to the balcony of his dead like apartment and brings the cigarette to his lips, he doesn't like the taste, but the likes how it's killing him. The power of cigarette was infact in the fact that it burnt his lungs, killing him slowly, that was now his purpose of life, wasn't it?

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- Halloween but Drarry

" so who's this secret boyfriend of yours ?" Hermione asked as she helped put the last batch of pumpkin looking cupcakes in the oven, then dusting off her hands in the tissue.

" It's secret for a reason mione " Harry replied as he chewed on the batter then immediately threw it up on the Napkin knowing it tasted very raw.

" Mate, just tell us who it is, I'm sure we're gonna love him anyways" Ron added doing the same as Harry.

" I know but we're both just not ready to you know just meet each other's friends. It's like meeting each other's family because we grew up together and it seems like a big deal for both of us, we just need a bit of a time alright. But he is coming to the party tonight, so maybe then you can sort of see him or something " Harry explained shrugging leaning on the kitchen counter.

" I don't get it though Harry, we as families as you put it that way should know who he is and it's not like you've been dating for a couple of days or something, you've going out for 4 months and I can see it on yout face how serious it is, so just please- please let us meet him?" Hermione pretty much begged

" I don't know you guys, you lot can be a bit too much- and I don't want to overwhelm him. He- he's just sort of you know not that too much of a guy- he's silent sort of person-"

" Mate we'd be as silent as possible- we won't even speak, we'll use sign language " Ron interjected.

Harry shook his head laughing half heartedly then frowning with a little smile " I don't know-"

" Harry, we're gonna love him no matter what. We just want to know who is this special guy who lights up your life like no one ever did " Hermione quoted Harry from one of the few conversations Harry's boyfriend had been a hot topic of.

"I mean-"

" please- Please Harry, I promise I won't bite " Ron interjected again almost on the kitchen counter to beg in front of Harry.

Harry started laughing then finally nodded " Fine, I'll- just tell him that you guys really want to meet "

Hermione pumped her hand in the air as a victory and then the oven beeped.

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" So who is it ?" Ron eagerly asked fixing his vampire teeth for the millionth time.

" I- he's- I'll go get him " Harry nervously replied.

" It's the guy in the ghost Dress right, same as yours- you guys really needed to be creative " Ron shrugged.

Harry rolled his eyes from under the white sheet with two eye Holes then informed he's gonna bring his boyfriend to meet them. He wiped his sweaty palms at the side of his sheet then promptly walked towards his boyfriend then upon reaching tapping him on his shoulder because Harry was apparently shorter than him.

" Hey- you look great- beautiful even " Harry blushed then shook his head coming to the point and leaving to reply to the compliments for later.

" Ron and Hermione wants to meet you- they've been nagging me about it all week and now that you're here they would burn holes in me if I didn't make you meet them "

"Not gonna lie- same goes for Pansy and Blaise- they've been constantly eating my head off to just meet you- but I just-"

" I'm afraid they wouldn't like you "

" me too Harry, but we had to one day " He shrugged. Harry huffed out a breath then nodded.

" are you sure you want to meet them ?"

His boyfriend nodded. Harry then nervously took his hands in his own and started walking towards Ron and Hermione.

" yours Palms are all sweaty Harry"

" Nervous " Harry replied shortly.

His boyfriend stopped them for a little, then kissed the top of Harry's head with the sheets in between " it's going to be alright "

Harry immediately blushed then took him to his friends.

" Guys- that's my boyfriend D- boyfriend " Harry told them.

He shook hands with his friend's in a nice gesture but didn't introduce himself.

" seriously Harry- We can't know his name " Hermione whined.

" I told you guys- we're just not ready " Harry pointed.

" we're really not- it's too much for us right or at least we think so but I would really love to meet you guys one day without these stupid sheets in between that I've tripped over 15 times " His boyfriend said.

" Harry's idea ?" Ron asked chewing on his cupcake.

He nodded then Ron Started telling him about the story of how previous year in Halloween Hermione dressed the couple as bunnies and Ron had collapsed on the ground three times almost losing his tooth in the process.

" glad we didn't dress up as bunnies then " they Chuckled.

" I wanted to go for this aladdin and jasmine but apparently my sweet boyfriend Harry refused to be jasmine -"

" I will never dress up as jasmine- the fake boobs were too much " harry rolled his eyes making the rest of them laugh. They talked a bit more until they decided Harry should meet his boyfriends friends too.

As they were walking off they heard Hermione say " His voice and accent was awfully familiar- as if I hear it somewhere everyday- just can't remember "

They shared a nervous and immediately fled off to his boyfriend's friends.

" So you're the best sex he's ever had- not going to lie- offended " Blaise put his hand over his chest to pretend as if he was hurt but Pansy slapped his arm and told him to shut it off.

" I was kidding of course " But Harry was blushing irresistibly. Good thing they were under sheets.

" He's just like that- I gotta say whoever you are- you put a smile on Draco's face no one's ever been able to put- like yesterday he started blushing just by me mentioning that you guys would look a cute couple dressed up as Mr. And Mrs. Smith- like- seriously and god the endless stories about how my boyfriend cooks great or how he's so amazing, my boyfriend this- my boyfriend that- I've never seen him so swooned- and you know- "

" Pansy- I think that's enough embarassment for today " Draco was furiously blushing and Harry knew it in the way he was still holding his hand but still didn't let go and clutched his hand in a soft grip to reassure that he loves this.

" Oh please- ignore him I want to know all the embarassing stories " Harry insisted laughing. They talked for a long while until Draco basically dragged them out of the conversation and took him to the photobooth, shoving him inside with not much of a push.

" Wha-" But Draco grabbed Harry's white sheet and pulled it over his head, then doing the same with his own and kissing him abruptly. Harry took it by surprise in the beginning but followed him as soon as he realised he was kissing his boyfriend and how much better now it felt to finally have his alone time with him.

" what was that for ?" Harry panted smiling.

" Just missed your lips " Draco smiled, his face and his lips all red but in a cute way.

" then do it again " and they did. They made out inside the booth for a while until they finally put the booth in use and decided to put the quarter in.

" I- really like you " Harry suddenly said. Draco Turned to him in surprise.

" I really like you and it scares me " Harry said.

Draco smiled at Harry then took his hand in his own and kissing his knuckles " if it makes it any better- I'm always scared but when I'm with you- everything is just better- like a hundred times better "

Harry smiled at Draco irresistibly then finding it impossibily hard to not kiss him so he did, softly over his lips then pressed his forehead against Draco's.

" you make my everyday better too "

And they chuckled.

" think they liked me ?"

" absolutely " Harry reassured " me ?"

" they've never liked anyone better " Draco reassured then they finally turned to face the camera and saw the shutter go off. They waited for one more but it didn't happen and finally came to the conclusion that the pictures were clicked while they had been busy kissing and adoring each other.

They took out the picture and sat there staring at their pictures that had somehow became one of the best moments captured live.

" this one's my favourite " Draco pointed in the one where Harry blushed while Draco was kissing his hand.

" Always a gentlemen " Harry chuckled. Draco chuckled then kissed him softly and decided to finally get out of the booth after having covered them back in their sheets.

" oops " Draco immediately said as he opened the curtain and there stood all their friends.

" we can explain-"

" About time " They all groaned.

Harry frowned tossing his sheets over his head " what ?"

" we'd been waiting for you two to get together for centuries " Pansy rolled her eyes. Draco too tossed his sheets over his head exactly as confused as Harry.

" really ?"

" of couse- could you two be any more perfect for each other " Hermione pointed. Harry smiled then looked at Draco.

" we don't have to hide "

Draco smiled back at Harry put his arms around his shoulder and kissing the top of his head, again in a soft gesture to convey that he was Infact very happy this happened " we don't have to hide "

They all talked off with each other complaining about their failed plans to get them together while Harry and Draco just enjoyed seeing their friends bickering with each other and it made them realise how much they loved this, a space where they could be with each other without the fear and seeing the people who mattered them the most liking each other.

" Wanna dance to Bon Jovi ?" Harry asked Draco while their friends were still bickering.

" Always " and they fled off to dance floor with their sheets put on themselves again like two ghosts enjoying themselves mimicking the electronic guitar in the bridge of the song with full enthusiasm and in those moments of laughing off while dancing they realised if there was one person they want to share all of their dances with where they play guitar in the air while everyone stared at them as if they were crazy, then they were that person for each other.

I never go extra but today's Halloween and it won't be halloween if you're not extra. Happy Halloween everyone 🎃

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