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so, i've been reading alot of Harry Potter fanfiction where he's sorted into one of the other houses and it got me thinking, what if he was the only student sorted into the house that year?

Prompt: 8th Year Fic where Quidditch+ the events of DH have resulted in Ron being really toned and muscular which he flaunts for Hermione at any opportunity (she rolls her eyes but she secretly LOVES it). Draco finds out and in his endless quest to one-up Ron, starts doing GOOFY shit to bulk up. Insanely complicated and ineffective workout routines, repulsive protein shakes etc. Harry can't help but find it oddly adorable

( I absolutely love this request )

8th year , post war .

" Ron you have got to keep your head up high ,you can't afford to miss one goal . It's the first match of the season and losing this would mean our scores would be low all year" harry tells Ron who was brushing off his broom .

" I know harry , I know , you keep your head up high for he snitch , you know malfoy is back in the game and can't deny he's always after you. I've heard he's been working hard this year " Ron nodded .

" hey by the way what's the news over new uniforms , I can't wear the old ones , it would be like my ass on display and we don't want any distractions , right mione ?" Ron smirked . Harry snickered while Hermione rolled her eyes .

" you should keep the blushing to the minimum mione " harry whispered . Hermione hit harry with a book , obviously.

" I'm not sure , I've talked with madame Hooch but I think for the first game you might have to wear the old ones and mione would have to be distracted " harry snickered .

" you're both arseholes " Hermione rolled her eyes ( but she was definitely blushing)

The day of the quidditch match Ron sat down in front of harry in the great hall with Hermione by his side

" this uniform is hideous , couldn't you have had at least tried to get new uniforms " Ron said as he flaunted his arms .

" I think you look great " a girl in their year said . Ron smiled and mumbled a thanks .

" do you think I look good mione ?" Ron smirked at her as he flexed his arms . P

The war and the relentless quidditch practices have made Ron somewhat fitter , muscular and more toned , gone were the days when he was lanky and was clumsy , he had grown confident , strong , organized and definitely without a doubt became unequivocally hotter or so as Hermione thought , not that she'd ever say it out loud .

" you look exactly how you look everyday " Hermione replied sternly

" so good or good ?" Ron joked

" dumb , is what you look Ron " Hermione replied and went back to reading daily prophet

" well girls in the year find me good looking so that's on you mione " Ron winked at Hermione and went back to eating a little before the match , even when he was shit nervous .

During the match , Ron had brilliantly played without missing a single goal , so had harry and surprisingly enough Draco too . Ron was the star of the game and everyone had cheered him on In the quidditch Field and dormitories .

" oh shut up , he looks hot okay " Harry , Hermione and Ron had heard Someone Whisper.

" it doesn't matter , he's out of any one of our leagues , although I think he is hottest of the Weasley's " the same voice whispered. Ron chuckled .

" he looks hot in his uniform " other voice said and harry laughed .

" mione I think people are having crush on Ron "

" really ?" Ron raised his eyebrows as he took of his strappings in front of the mirror . Harry nodded smiling .

" mione , I wouldn't be surprised if one of these days someone tries to kidnap him " Harry jokes

" yeah and why would that be a problem . I'm sure it'd feed his ego " Hermione folded her arms .

" I can't help it , they say I've changed a bit "

" haven't I mione " Ron smirked as he closed the distance between them and winked at her .

It rendered Hermione speechless .

" it's gonna faint her , stop it Ron " Harry laughed . Hermione hit both of them with another book over their heads , blushing furiously.

As for coming days , Ron kept asking Hermione questions like " darn this , even this shirt seems to be too fitted , doesn't it Hermione ?" Or " is it just me or do you feel like these pants are making my thigh's a bit more constrained , right mione ?" Or " I think this shirt looks good on me , doesn't it Hermione " or " Harry do you think mione checked out my arse today " , Ron used to purposely say it out loud for Hermione to listen and as an answer to all , she used to roll her eyes but definitely checked him out any chance she got .

Meanwhile in Slytherin , everything was a chaos

" Draco , I'd date him , he gone fitter , you can't deny it " pansy Groaned as Draco ranted all about how girls and guys both had been crushing over Ron and how he looks better with his stupid red head and his stupid pants and shirt that protruded his body .

" Draco if it bothers you that much , just start working out , show him who's the actual better looking one here " Theodore suggested and Draco Actually noted it but as it turned out Draco working out relentlessly regularly , drinking those disgusted protein shakes didn't do anything to him . He literally used to huff out crying in frustration like a child after every workout .

Nevertheless he kept doing it , which only made him more tired during mornings .

" Harry you've got to stop ogling him " Hermione pointed as Harry was looking over at Draco , who was lazily eating his toast .

" fuck " he heard Draco hiss as he spilled some juice over his shirt . Draco stomped at his table glaring at Ron . Harry chuckled at his reaction .

" he's bloody perfect " Draco whispered to pansy as he glared at Ron .

" he is " pansy agreed lazily . Draco hit her lightly groaning .

" why are even smiling at malfoy " Ron asked Harry .

" what , no I'm not " Harry blushed.

" sure " Hermione sarcastically replied.

Still Harry couldn't stop staring at Draco from table away . Harry hated to admit , he was starting to watch over Draco . He liked watching Draco workout and then cry out on the ground with his legs spread out like a baby or when Draco had grown so lazy that he had become clumsy or when Draco used to just doze off between classes , Harry sort of found it cute but never said it out loud.

The leading evening he was making marks on quidditch Field when he saw Draco sprawled across the ground looking up . Harry went up to him and looked at him upside down . When Draco opened his eyes , he screamed .

" for fucks sake potter " Draco put a hand over his heart as he sat properly.

" not going to cry like a baby today " Harry chuckled .

" ha ha very Funny potter " Draco rolled his eyes as he tried to get up but his legs gave in. Harry immediately wrapped his arm around Draco and helped him up .

" Trying to work hard to win the next game " Harry chuckled

" what- I mean yeah it'd help but In all reality I'm dying right here potter , blind are you " Draco rolled his eyes . Harry helped him to the corner and helped him sit against the fence .

" well I see that everyday , crying like a baby "

" oh shut up would you " Draco rolled his eyes again.

" why are you even doing the whole improper workout ?" Harry asked as he bought water .

" I can ask why are you even here ?" Draco questioned back

" I'm stalking the Slytherin king " Harry sassed

" why wouldn't you " Draco smirked . Harry rolled his eyes

" tell me , why all of this ?" Harry asked

" i-its stupid " Draco sighed

" oh , is there anything more stupid than you , wow " Harry raised his eyebrows.

" ha ha " Draco sassed " i-i just I was just trying to put out the red head Weasley "

" put him out ?" Harry questioned and sat down next to Draco

" he's literally all over , like everywhere he's all I hear about , sickening " Draco scowled

Harry laughed , like loud and Draco should have been annoyed but he wasn't , infact he liked the laugh not that he'd admit.

" why did I even tell you this " Draco groaned at the sudden realisation, burying his face in his hands .

" Ron isn't trying to be famous or anything , he's literally just trying to get Hermione all the time . They're so fucking in love but they never admit and Ron just likes to tease her you know . I think it's all for her anyways " Harry explained . He looks at Draco to his side and bring his hand to Draco's and take them off his face .

" you know what , you are stupid and I can't believe you actually told me this even though I am your so called enemy " Harry smiled facing Draco .

" you're not my enemy, not anymore at least " Draco mumbled . Harry smiled at his innocence . Harry finally gets up .

" for what its worth , it's adorable to see you cry on the field like that and that you're trying to put him out "

" you're cute sometimes Draco specially when you're jealous " Harry smiles and leaves .

Draco blushed uncontrollably .

" you're stupid potter " Draco called out .

" three broomsticks , 7 pm tomorrow , I'll wait" Harry yelled back and ran out of the field .

Guess Draco malfoy just got asked out on a date with his " so called enemy " who by the way now he finds adorable and boy that arse didn't do justice not that Draco didn't already know

[ someone please make a fan art of Draco crying like a baby and Ron and Hermione, please 🥺 ]

You're the only one that makes me go cheesy

" well you know what Draco I don't give a fuck ! So go ahead leave the fucking house. I don't care " harry yelled at Draco. Draco gave him a disgusted look , slammed the door and left . This was the third fight they've have had as couple in the last 8 months and this time it was about Draco's father . Harry and Draco were happy with each other but someday they drove each other insane.

Harry assumed it'd be like any other fight and Draco would return but when Draco didn't show up by 11 in the night , harry became worried sick ( he had been worried since the moment he left ). Harry disapparated anywhere possible but his chances of finding Draco were zero , he tried contacting any of his friends but none had his whereabouts. At the end harry gave up and went back to draco's apartment and waited outside.

Harry remembered waking up to the neighbor yelling at him , that's when he realised he slept outside while waiting for Draco . He decided to knock once and when there wasn't a response , he helplessly left a note

" I know you're mad at me but please , pretty please meet me at my rooftop at 9 Today, tomorrow whenever you come home . Please . I'll wait for you "

And harry did wait , he waited for 3 hours on his rooftop but draco didn't show up . He never did . Harry realised he screwed up the worst he possibly could've but he couldn't let his asshole side screw it up with the best thing that has ever happened to him . So he sent flowers , every hour. He decorated the front of draco's door with flowers and lights and candles , he even put up a note on front of the door " who does harry fucking potter think himself to be with his stupid green eyes and his stupid brown hair and his stupid smile and his stupid charms , he's a fucking idiot , that's all " ( it cracked Draco up and he took it with him to annoy harry whenever later possible ) , harry even set up dates every night at 9 exactly at his rooftop and waited. He even waited outside draco's door and slept outside until that very night he found himself with blankets ( it was a progress he assumed )

The next night harry almost gave up but still waited and after an hour Draco finally showed up .

" tell me this isn't my boyfriend who set all this up " Draco chuckled softly at the scene . Harry had went for all , candle light dinner , cliche movie set up , a pillow fort , fairy lights, wine , Champagne , best suit , romantic music , a picnic , all at different spots..

" Draco ,you showed up " harry contently Said .

" there's too many flowers though , what if I had pollen allergy " Draco smiled .

" oh , I'm sorry about that but I know you don't have pollen allergy , I have though " harry shrugged off.

Draco smiled at harry and harry finally moved towards draco .

" I'm sorry about yelling at you the other day and for everything I said and I promise I won't ever , ever fight about it . It hurts me to fight with you and I can't afford to lose you , like at all , you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and losing you over a fight would make me the shittiest person ,not that I'm not alre-"

" shut up you daft bimbo " Draco laughed as he pulled harry closer and kissed his forehead softly .

" I just - am sorry , that's all " harry sighed

" I know. can see that " Draco said as he looked around at the scene .

" uh yeah , I didn't know what was the best so I did everything I could " harry rubbed the back of his neck .

" it's okay , I like all of it and I forgive you , I was wrong too , father shouldn't have spoken to you like that and I should have defended you , I'm sorry " Draco calmly spoke . Harry smiled at him and finally kissed draco.

Once harry and draco began dancing they broke into a fit of laughter about Harry's dancing and forgot what had they even fought about . Once harry finally got the hang of it , Draco and harry began slow dancing , swaying slowly to the music .

" harry "

" hm "

"I love you " Draco finally spoke

Harry looked at him in daze , this was the first time he had spoken those words , the words harry had been waiting his entire life to hear and finally harry could say them back .

" I love you too Draco "

Harry looked up at Draco adoringly .

" what happened to I won't dress up for anyone and I won't set up dates or that I think going to movies is better . Isn't it all too cheesy for the Harry potter " Draco raised an eyebrow at harry in a comical way.

" you're the only one that makes me go cheesy Draco and I would do it all again,only for you "

( I tried 🥺)

Just one date

6 Years after the war when Harry and Draco meet at the Hogwarts alumni they didn't thought they'd hit it off right away ,but they did hit it off , quite interestingly nobody gave a damn anymore who was friend's with who , literally the entire school had ended up forgetting that there used be rivalry among houses.

" stay in touch , yeah , we could meet up again ?" Harry smiled as they walked out of the gates

" yeah sure , I hope you know I don't own the manor anymore , I live in London , with Muggle people " Draco replied smiling

" you think I would want to keep in touch for your Manor huh , your not wrong though it was a pretty good manor but I literally mean it " Harry replied and so they exchanged their numbers .

Months after the rendezvous , Harry and Draco had became great friends , almost with very little secrets left which included Draco's immense crush on potter , to say Draco wasn't very subtle at hiding his crush about Harry therefore Harry had an idea but never said anything until Draco confessed it out . Harry wasn't expecting Draco would ever say it out loud but he did and when he did , Harry turned him down sweetly saying " If you want a guy like me to come on a date , you have try better than that Draco " though Harry meant as a joke Draco didn't give up . He kept asking Harry out over and over and each time Harry would turn him down, it was evident Harry liked Draco but he didn't wanted to ruin his friendship with Draco .

" Harry , one time . One date . Come on . It won't ruin anything and if anything happened I'll take full responsibility . Please just one damn date " Draco pled on one of the coffee rendezvous .

" Draco I've already said no " Harry laughed drinking his coffee

" sweet Jesus. Even Ben from work would agree to go on a date by now and he's the most straight eligible men i know " Draco sighed .

" Draco , we've been over this-"

" Harry , just one bloody date , it'll almost be the same thing that we do everyday with just a little more physical touch . Please one chance and I can really prove it won't ruin anything . Just one chance and you know what , if you say yes now , I won't bother asking you out ever again" it was evident Draco was very desperate to date Harry , only because he knew Harry needed more pressuring or because he had hope or that he really really liked Harry .

Harry sighed

" fine , one date . I give you one chance and if you screw it up your paying for the next 8 dinners at fancy restaurant that I won't even eat entirely " Harry crossed his arms , giving up at last .

Draco grinned " you won't regret it "

And they didn't. 3 years later , Draco malfoy was no longer just Draco malfoy. He was Draco malfoy potter and harry potter had never made a better decision in his life .

[ this one sound like I picked it up from fairy books or something , with such happy ending ]

Voldemort: I'm gonna kill you Harry potter

Harry : alright fine , just get it over with alright. You're like a bloody teenage girl , obsessed with another teenage boy , smuggling me your diary , made another boy try to clear Path to reach to me ( Draco ) and not to forget you purposely made sure I would be there at the fucking graveyard of your father or yours I don't even care at this point , you could've just asked anyone else to kill me but no you said " he is mine " like I'm your bloody property and then you literally whispered in my ear at the ministry , like seriously even then you couldn't kill me and now we're here with you no nose man with a fucking gang of yours in all black , I mean seriously maroon would've been better and what's with your stupid fingers ,nagini if she had any fingers would have had better finger's and literally your bald and not to forget it's because of me . Seriously all your are is because of me . And about killing me you stupid idiot could've just thrown me out of the window I would've died but no you had to wait 17 years to kill me , I swear Neville could've killed me faster you idiot . So now kill me and get it over with because you're extremely dramatic and you've been successfully failing at it so now just do it dude , just do it . Take my wand so you don't lose , yet again .

Sometime later

Ron and Hermione : Harry , what are you doing here ?

Harry *eating an apple *: oh I made Voldemort cry so he decided to put the fight at rest for a while and I was hungry so

Draco : you made the dark lord cry ?

Harry : that's right Draco and stop looking at me like that , it's one bloody apple , you can take more from the kitchen .

Meanwhile

Voldemort *sniffing* : it's not like I chose to be bald Bella and what's wrong with my finger. He just went on and on you know , it's harsh .

Bellatrix * Petting Voldemort's scalp*: I know voldy I know . You know what after this you can have a hair transplant , you could take some of mine

Voldemort * with tears in his eyes*: you'd that for me ?

Bellatrix : sure

Bellatrix * internally screaming *: I want to kill Harry potter

( we love sassy potter )

Pretend

for @drarrymicrofic | angst

If it were the old wives tales or the scientific world, people had always known to heal the wounds that bled you through your skin. When you get a cut, you put a Bandage on and the bleeding would stop, but not once had anyone told, how to make your heart stop bleeding when love crushes your soul.

" all this time-?" Harry didn't know how to complete his sentence. The tears that he thought were threating to spill had already became a tiny waterfall over his cheeks.

" I thought- I didn't mean to harry, I never wanted you to fall in love with me " Draco gave him a sympathetic

" then why did you make me?" Harry slammed his fists over the table, his hands becoming moist with his own saddened tears.

Draco looked down, he couldn't answer even if he wanted to, he too knew he played Harry, like all the rest.

Harry waited like a patient man for his response until his heart bled a little to much, numbing his sobs he asked one last time.

" was any of it ever real ?"

Draco looked at him, as if asking him to not make him do this but long gone was the love in Harry's eyes for the man who played him

" I- I'm sorry harry-"

" was any of it ever real or not ?"

" i- no "

" so you pretended ?"

" I pretended "

And Harry walked off the table, his heart dying loudly in his chest, screaming , but some wounds are never supposed to Heal and they always leave a scar ; harry was sure that his heart was tainted with the scar from the boy he fell in love when he was 18.

Coming Home

Day 4 - Fireplace/ floo 

The low hymn of the music played, the wine already set on the table and the food ready out of kitchen and over to the dinning table. Harry set up the laptop on the table, an evident but perfect distance from the plate and himself. He shuddered a breath, fixing his collar one last time then just for a good measure turned on the camera to see how he looked and how did the lighting look.

Apparently not so good.

He got up and set a fire in the fire place behind him which immediately enlightened the room and he checked the lighting in the camera once again. Satisfied this time, he settled down into the chair and logged into his skype and called Draco.

The bud-boop sound continued for a while until finally Draco picked up the call.

" Hi- Draco-uh- Dray- your camera's off" Harry said first.

" oh- shit- right " and the screen immediately lit up after that and Draco became visible on the screen.

Draco paused for a while just smiling at Harry that he was almost scared that his video was stuck but soon he spoke up " Hi " it was a content smile that made Harry smile himself.

" Hey " Harry grinned.

" Ready for the date ?" Draco asked lightly chuckling.

Harry nodded " I made sausage and kale lasagna "

Draco smiled knowing it was his favourite " I made Indian- your favourite- chicken curry and rice "

He smiled and without any further delay they started acting out how they did when they weren't on a virtual date, talking about all sorts of things, even thing's that didn't make sense and the most random complaint about people the other didn't know exist.

45 minutes later they had pushed aside the food and Harry was leaning over the table with one of how elbow on the table drinking his wine with the other hand.

" and so I told him he can take his tiny rats ass and work with someone else who gave him attention like a baby- I mean we were supposed to be working together and he completely relied on me for all of the things- it's like being with baby only much worse " Draco groaned.

Harry let out a low chuckle " I mean what did you expect from Tyler anyways- remember the time when he cracked up a joke about a baby and nobody laughed and he was pissed at everyone because no one did-"

" I know- He really needs to grow up. It's just annoying at this point and you won't believe there's two of them" Draco gave a big eye roll.

Harry eyes widened in a surprise " there's two of them " he laughed

" Yes- wasn't one enough, now I have to work with stupid Miller too- he's even got an annoying voice " Draco added.

Harry shook his head laughing " Oh Dray, poor you"

" exactly- pity me, poor me" Draco sighed.

A little while later after Harry was done talking about the new album of the backstreet boys and how they had really outdid themselves but Harry's favourite was still Incomplete by backstree and a bit more of how Harry only liked slow song's like those while Draco liked more the stuff of Fall out boys and Beatles or Greenday, that was until Draco caught sight behind Harry and saw the newly built fireplace.

" you got it repaired?"

" actually- I repaired it myself- well ever since you're gone, I don't have much to do so I have ample time on the weekend's- so- I did it myself- I had nothing better to do and nothing special happened at work" Harry explained shrugging right after.

Draco sighed then leaned back in his chair " Well it looks great"

Harry sensed his tone and added " And ?"

" And what ?" Draco questioned back

" you know there's more to that sentence, you know I know it too " Harry replied.

Draco sighed then leaned forward over his own table and slumped down, his chin over his crossed arms in a soft look " it's just sometimes I worry"

" Worry, about what?" Harry asked frowning.

" about us- you- it's not like I'm insecure or anything but it's just I worry that we won't have enough time for each other or how I'm not there with you worries every second of everyday-"

" but I'm absolutely fine- there's nothing going on-"

" I know " Draco dragged on " I just- I want us to be together- I'm afraid I won't be home for Christmas. With the way everything is going around I feel like I'll have to stay around a bit longer"

Harry remained silent for a while. They had been doing long distance relationship for about 3 month's ever since Draco had to work at the countryside of Britain on some other case. They understood the work was important but this distance was killing both of them, not being able to see each other was just too much.

" it'll be fine- we'll spend some other time together- let's say when you come back home that is whenever you do we'll do a Christmas theme date" Harry said as a compensation

" it still won't be Christmas and it won't be the same Harry- I- I want to be with you- like all the time. I know I say we'll work through it and that I can do the long distance but I can't"

" but you said you could ?" Harry countered.

" I know I said I could and I can but I don't want to Harry. I promised myself I wouldn't tell you this but this is killing me- not being able to see you is ripping me apart, knowing that I don't go back home to your arms frustrates me and over everything it upsets me that I can't be there for you in anything- literally like last month when you got sick and couldn't move from the bed for 4 days- it broke me- I know you told me not to worry but I swear I was thinking only of you. It was killing me then and it's still killing me and I'm always Afraid you'll get sick or something would happen to you and I won't be there- fuck- I love you so much that it's just making it so difficult for me to not being able to see you " Draco inhaled sharply after that.

Harry stared at him through the screen, he Never knew Draco was bottling up so much. He knew the long distance must be as hard on him as it's on Harry but he didn't know that not being with each other worried him so much that he didn't focus on anything but Harry even if there was nothing. He didn't like to admit but it was true for him too. He wanted to be supportive of Draco, to his job and everything else but he never wanted to do long distance not because he didn't have faith in their relationship but not being with each other for whole 6 month's or more just messed up with his functioning. Whether he believed it or not, Draco was the reason for his survival.

" I miss you too Dray but it is what it is- no matter how much it's kills you or me- its something we have to do- I want to be supportive of every decision you make as long as it benefits you-"

" benefit me at the cost of being away from you- not worth it- fuck it I'm coming Home-"

" wait what- No- Draco-" but he had already disconnected. He knew Draco could be very impulsive at times, he could be irrational even but something like this had never happened before and it worried Harry more than the sane amount that he started pacing back and forth across the room biting his nail trying to think of how he could make up an excuse for Draco's absence at work because Draco definitely wouldn't explain well but his rail of thoughts came to an end as soon as the fire place lit up with emerald green sparks and Draco ran across and immediately hugged Harry, who didn't hug back.

" Are you out of your head ?" Harry snapped pushing Draco away a Little bit to look at him.

" yes- I'm out of my head-"

" Draco this isn't the time for a joke- go back and we'll work on making an excuse for your communication- and-"

" No harry-"

" yes "

" No " Draco said louder this time meaning he felt strongly about this.

" but your work?" Harry sounded defeated.

" can wait. I don't care if that stupid job benefits me or not or if it would do me any good or would work for my promotion or if it was the one thing I wanted to do my whole life- I- don't- care " Draco explained

" you don't ?"

" No I don't- nothing is worth this Harry. I don't want to choose to be away from you. I meant it when I said that the distance was killing me, it was, so much. I don't want to be away from you no matter how much better a job might be- nothing is worth losing you or being away from or seeing you only a stupid screen. Work might've been my priority once but now- it's you- it's been you for a very long time now so the world could fuck itself but I'll stay right here with you and I won't leave- because- you're my safe place Harry, the only one I want to come back home to, and not some gray coloured hotel room" Draco explained.

Harry gazed at him, his expression changing from worried one to soft look of love. He chose to stay, with Harry. Was there anything more he could ever want in his life.

" so you'll stay ?" He asked smiling.

" for always " Draco smiled back.

Harry finally hugged Draco and just in time kissed him over the lips confessing his love for him. At the end of the day, they could be world's apart but there was nowhere else they would rather be but with each other, even if that meant getting fired from your dream job.

Day 3- All I Want For Christmas Is You || Day 5- Some unsaid lovestories

For @hpdestress fluff December fest.

HP DE-STRESS DECEMBER REQUEST OPEN

MASTERLIST

Song of my heart- Part 2 

I was blackmailed into writing this by the use of irresistible cute cat pictures by none other than @drarrywords

Hurt/comfort || fluff || domestic

He loved him, he really did love Duncan but in that restaurant that night, sitting beside his boyfriend, all he did was keep his gaze at Harry playing his set for the first time in public. Harry had very openly admitted that the only audience to his music was either Ron, Hermione or Draco and now when Harry was playing in front of unknown people, it somewhere made Draco feel strange that he wasn’t Harry’s only audience anymore, somewhere it almost upset him but it wasn’t that, that bothered him that night, it was the eye contact Harry kept throughout with Draco in his last song and it was enough to make him realise that the last song was about Draco or vaguely inspired by him or a less possibility of it being dedicated to him. He was aware of his hands intertwined with Duncan, sitting right next to him but his heart was racing by just looking at those green eyes and he wished to look away but he couldn’t. 

When Draco said that he had always loved Harry, he really did but there was no way he could’ve left Duncan for him. He was mildly always afraid of being with Harry and more so of ending 3 year long relationship with Duncan for Harry, it somewhere didn’t ever seem right to Draco, not even during the time Harry confessed his love for Draco and despite that in the heat of the moment that they had kissed, Draco never really took it further. He was always afraid of losing one or the other. 

But it troubled him so much to cause sleepless nights every time he used to think of Harry and his love for Draco. He had asked him several times to move on, so many times that one time it even led to a fight but he thinks that Harry still have not moved on from him and it pains him to realise that somewhere Harry isn’t even trying to because he knows he’s the reason for the pain he causes Harry and he wants to be the last person to hurt Harry, he hates doing this to him but even if it isn’t in his control, he wishes he could just do something about him. 

That night when Draco went back home with Duncan, he kept boasting about how good Harry was playing tonight while Draco only partially listened because somewhere he was still in his mind replaying the last song, he knew it was related to him. That night Draco dreamed of being with Harry. 

__________________________________

“What did you guys do for your anniversary?” Pansy asked as she poured him a glass of wine and sat down before him. 

“Nothing really special, we went out to a fancy dinner. The food was good.” Draco replied, humming. 

“You’re kidding me?” 

“What?” 

“It was your 4th anniversary with that guy and all you guys did was go to an expensive restaurant? Gosh- that’s romantic.” Pansy frowned. 

“Look- we like to keep it simple. We both like good food and some peace, its our ideal date, you know.” Draco shrugged.

“But Draco this is what you’ve been doing for all your anniversaries.” 

“So what? Its not that bad.” 

“I’m just saying, a little effort, that’s all. My cat makes more effort on my birthday.” She shrugged. 

“You did not just compare my boyfriend to your cat!” Draco narrowed his eyes at her. 

“Oh, Darling, No. My cat is better.” 

Draco rolled his eyes but it did not cease his thoughts because he knew that she was in fact right. For all the years they have been together, Duncan really hardly ever made effort, hardly ever and Draco was never a big gesture person but he also knew Duncan liked it all simple, so he never really tried. 

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“okay, okay, time for presents.” Pansy shouted as she gestured everyone to gather around in the living room. 

“Birthday boy, please.” She bowed and Draco with a curtsy sat in the middle of the sofa. He opened gifts after gifts until he was left with the last 2. He picked the one wrapped in yellow wrapper and shook in his hand. He excitedly tore the wrapper and opened to a black box, he further opened it and it had a chain with D on it. 

“How’d you like it?” Duncan asked. 

Draco smiled and turned to Duncan, “I love it. Its really pretty.” 

“Do you want to put it on?” Duncan asked and Draco nodded and turned around for him to put it on.

And then he picked the last gift with red wrappings. 

“Seems like a book.” Draco smiled at Harry. 

And it was a book, only it was the most precious book Draco has ever owned. 

“My lost copy of Mr. Doctor Dolittle,” He gasped “I lost it ages ago, how did you even find it?” He asked in shock. 

“It doesn’t matter. I just knew how much you much you liked the book and how much it meant to you, so, yeah.” Harry shrugged. 

Draco immediately got up and hugged Harry, still dazed by the gift. 

“Isn’t Dolittle a children’s book?” Duncan asked. 

“Its Draco’s own personal copy from 1987.” Harry replied. 

“Incredible of you to find it Harry, you really are a great friend.” Duncan smiled at him. 

That day Draco read that book again, alone, in his own reading corner and thought of how Harry could’ve possibly found it. He had lost it somewhere in the library in his first year and despite that he searched everywhere, he never found it again. And he remembered when he had told Harry about that book but he never really expected him to remember such an insignificant detail, it was perhaps not even a sober conversation and yet he remembered it and it amazed Draco because he knew all the trouble Harry must’ve gone through just to find that book. He thought about it all day long. 

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“You better buy him a nice gift, Harry goes all the way for your gifts.” Pansy suggested.

Draco switched the phone from one ear to another and huffed, “He really does. He raises the bar every year for me, its so annoying.” 

“yeah, but you really are lucky to have Harry you know. Nobody ever puts that much effort in a birthday present for you than Harry does. I’ve never seen anyone do that for anyone quite literally.” 

And she was right. Draco himself had never seen someone do so much for him than Harry does, not even his own boyfriend and it was a weird thing but at the same time so endearing that he adored Harry so much. 

“wonder why he does it?” Draco responded. 

“Its obvious, isn’t it?”

“What is?” 

“its obvious why he does it. He loves you, Draco, probably more than any of your friends does.” 

Draco stared at that watch in front of him in silence for a little longer than he should’ve and then he said, “You’re right.” 

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“Draco?” Harry frowned as he opened the door. 

“We need to talk.” 

“uh-okay. Come on in.” Harry opened the door wider and Draco followed. 

They walked into Harry’s living room and before Harry could’ve even asked anything, Draco spoke up, 

“You need to stop, once and for all.” 

Harry frowned, almost taken aback, “Stop what?” 

“Being in love with me.” 

Harry sighed, “I’m not in love with you, Draco. Believe me, I’m not.” 

“You’re lying. You’ve been lying to me about this for months, for years for heaven’s sake. Just stop doing this, Harry.” Draco’s voice shook as it got louder. 

“I am not in love with you anymore, Draco, i’m seriously not. I don’t know what gave you the impression that I am but I’m very much aware that we are never going to be together, so I’m most definitely not in love with you.” Harry raised his voice. 

“Then why those songs? You think I don’t realise that all your songs are about me? Every word of every song. You think I’m that blinded to not see the way you still look at me, or the way that you smile at me when you think I’m not looking? Or the way you looked at me that night at the restaurant while you were playing your set? Or the way you went through all the trouble of finding my personal lost copy of Doctor Dolittle? Or the way you bought me that painting that cost you a fortune just because I once said that I liked it? Nobody does all that if they’re not in love.”

Harry shook his head, “Has it ever crossed your mind that maybe, just maybe, I just care for you a lot or that I regard you a lot as a friend, that maybe I do all that just because you’re my best friend, that maybe not all songs are about you, that maybe I like doing things for you just because they make you happy? I do it all just because I care for you a lot, because you’re my friend.” 

“No, you don’t. You don’t all that just because you’re my friend-” 

“Yes, I do.” 

Draco immediately took a step forward and stood right before Harry, way more closer than either one of them should’ve been standing. 

“If you don’t then look me in the eye and say it to my face that you don’t love me.” 

Harry did look up, he held his gaze but he couldn’t say it, he wanted to, he easily could’ve said it, but he did not because he could not lie to Draco, he wouldn’t do it. 

“I can’t say it.” Harry whispered. 

Draco sighed instantly, closing his eyes and resting his head against Harry’s. 

“Why, why can you not just stop loving me, Harry? Why?”

Harry shrugged. 

“Harry, you have to stop, for the sake of both of us. It’s causing damage to both of us.”

“I would if I could.” Harry whispered. 

Draco cupped Harry’s face in his hand and grazed his thumb along his cheeks, “You have to try, harder. I can’t see you like this, in pain, in love with someone you can’t have.” 

“I swear I try but I can’t.” 

“Why?” 

“Because you make me the happiest I have ever been. You make me feel better and you don’t even have to do anything about it. I just have to look at you and I’m instantly better. I would just talk with you and my day is better. Being in love with is the best feeling in the world, even if I can’t have you. Every time I look at you, i’m reminded of all the things that I wish I could do with you, like taking you to all the cities you’ve been wanting to visit, taking you to a library date, or buying you flowers on a random Monday morning, or just hearing you talk about all those things you love or just imagining waking up next to you and knowing that it would just be the best. Loving you is the best. You have no idea what you do to me. I wish I could stop loving you, but I can’t.” Harry’s voice trembled. 

Draco looked at Harry in a way that he had never before because he’d be the biggest liar in the world if he said he couldn’t imagine all that with Harry and the love Harry had for Draco made his heart bleed because he realised how pure Harry’s love was for him and it almost hurt Draco that he was forbidding Harry from all that he could have, all that he wanted to do. 

And yet, he couldn’t be with Harry, no matter how much he loved Harry. 

“Harry- I’m with Duncan, you have to realise that. Duncan is my endgame.” 

“Is he though? Do you really see him as your endgame? Can you imagine a life where he’s there with you for the rest of your life?” 

No, he could not but he did not answer Harry because he knew if he answered Harry right now, it would give him the hope he should not have. 

“Duncan is who I am with, Harry and I’ll be with him. You have to move on, if not for yourself, do it for me.” He plead. 

Harry let out a shaky breath and nodded, “For you.” 

Draco looked him in the eye, the pain behind those beautiful green eyes, that sadness he masked a lot, he saw right through Harry and probably for the last time in his life, he leaned close to him and kissed him over the lips, not for himself but for Harry, to give him the closure he needed. And then he left. 

But he never truly did. He left his heart that day right there on the counter to pick it up next day. 

How could he ever look at his boyfriend the same way ever again after knowing that there is someone out there who writes songs for him, who writes poems for him, who goes above and beyond for him, who saves him the last slice of pizza, who checks up on him more than anyone else, who remembers his mum’s birthday and send flowers just in case Draco forgets, who brings him soup whenever he’s sick, who wears the flower crown every birthday just because Draco gave it to him on his first birthday together as friends, who plays him all his favourite songs, who saves him a seat every time they go to a game, who sends him voice notes in the middle of the night, who takes care of him when he’s drunk, who remembers the smallest details about him. How could he ever look at his boyfriend knowing that his boyfriend will never be able to love him as much Harry loves him. How could he ever be the same again knowing that he was loved by this extraordinary person and Draco was turning him down over and over again just because he was with someone he wasn’t even sure why he was with. He was turning down Harry for someone like Duncan, for someone so ordinary. 

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“Draco? What is it? Its 3 a.m.” 

But Draco didn’t say anything, he stepped just before Harry and ever so slowly he reached for his face and in delicacy kissed him, not for Harry this time, but for himself, to finally kiss the man he truly loves. 

“What-” 

“Shush-” and Draco kissed him, again, and kissed him a little more and then a little more. 

“I broke up with Duncan.” He later said. 

“Why?” 

“Because you’re my right person, in all the times and I was a fool before to have even believed that I could’ve lived with myself knowing how much I actually loved you.” 

“Oh, Draco,” 

“I always knew you were my right person, at all times.” And this time Harry kissed him, to show his love.

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Angst dialogue prompt no. 8 “You’ve changed.” “We’re supposed to.”

“I wrote a song.”

The words leave his lips faster than he allows himself to process because it was a habit when it came to Harry with Draco, to say what was on his mind, without fear. 

“You did?” There was excitement in Draco’s voice, almost as if he was happy. 

“Yeah.” He nodded. 

“So, you found your inspiration after such a long break, good for you, Harry.” He happily said with more gestures of his hands. 

“It just came to me, last night. Started playing some strings and the words just came with flow.” Harry explained. 

“What was it then, your inspiration?” He asked and Harry knew he dreaded this question because how could he had ever said the truth. 

“Just something.” He lied. 

Draco nodded, “Sing it to me then.” and Harry shook his head. 

“You won’t sing it to me?” he asked and Harry shrugged. 

“It’s pretty personal.” That was the only thing Harry could reply with.

“Personal? Harry we’ve come so far along and you chose to say its personal. Big fat liar,” He almost laughed, “come on, just sing it to me. I promise I won’t judge you.” 

“Just drop it, Draco.” 

“Harry, please. I want to hear your voice, its my favourite.” He said and Harry’s heart undeniably fluttered loudly in his chest. 

“You’re just saying it for the sake of it.” 

“No, I do love your voice, I really do. I could fall asleep listening to your voice.” He replied and his heart fluttered again. 

And yet he shook his head. 

“You’ve changed. You didn’t use to do this before.” 

“Well, we’re supposed to,” He said but then Draco pulled his face into that small sad face that made Harry want to hug him tighter than anything in this world and Draco knew he had this affect on him which is why he did it. He have always been someone Harry could never say no to and Draco always took full advantage of that when opportunities like this came.

“If I sing, would you stop whining?” Harry asked raising his eyebrows. 

Draco’s face pulled up with excitement and he nodded. 

With a sigh Harry picked up the guitar and after tuning the guitar right, he played the song, with hesitation at first and then without fear. He looked in Draco’s eyes all the while he sang. Draco’s face turned into a soft one but only when it came to the bridge did he finally realise it. Harry kept playing nonetheless even after seeing Draco’s face turn into more of a frown, he kept playing until it came to the close and when he stopped playing, he kept his guitar in his hand, waiting for Draco to say something. 

“You- you wrote this?” 

Harry nodded. 

“That was about me, wasn’t it?” Draco asked with a sad smile. 

Harry cleared his throat and kept the guitar aside then while rubbing his hands he said, “Yeah, but it was nothing. It was an unfinished song from time ago.” 

“You wrote about me? Me?” Draco was almost in shock, his voice almost giving up but Harry didn’t understand why was Draco so shocked. Why was it hard for Draco to believe that he wrote a song about him because honestly, Harry would write 10,000 songs about Draco and even that would be less. Draco was always his inspiration and it shocked Harry that he didn’t know it already.

“Of course.” Harry replied without taking his eyes off Draco. 

“You still write about me?” Draco’s voice grew more softer and his hand unconsciously reached for Harry’s and Harry allowed him to hold his hand. 

“yeah- sometimes.” Harry hesitated. 

“But I thought- I thought- Harry, You know, we can’t be-” 

“yeah, I know. We’ll never be the endgame, I know, I know Duncan is your endgame but I can’t help what I feel, Draco and even If I don’t even feel that way anymore, it’s easier to write about you.” Harry replied, looking down at their hands, Draco’s hand caressing his own. 

“Oh, Harry. I- I don’t want to do this to you.” Draco said, reaching forward to caress his face, his thumb softly grazing his cheek.

“Do what?” 

“This. You hurt your own self.” Draco said with pity lacing his voice. 

“I don’t.” Harry almost sternly replied but his voice gave him away. 

“I do love you Harry- I hope you know that-” 

“Just not the same way, I know Draco.” Harry replied, looking away from Draco. 

Draco sighed and he bought up Harry’s hand to his own lips and kissed the inside of his wrist softly, “You will always be the one I loved. Always. Always my best one.” 

“Yeah.” Harry choked. 

He took his hand away with a jerk from Draco and got up quickly, his emotions betraying him and tears blocking his vision. 

“Harry-” 

“I have to go home.” 

“Harry-” 

“Draco, please- I just need to be with myself.” and with that Draco let go of Harry’s hand and he allowed him to go towards the door. 

“Harry?” 

“Yeah?” 

“You know I mean it when I say that if you had came in my life before, I’d had never not chosen you. You were and will always be my right person wrong timing.” 

“Yeah.” Only in all the timings that exist, Draco was still his right person and will always be, all the time. 

This was a very impulsive last minute metro ride prompt and I’m unsure how this turned out.

Requests open.

Voldemort Crack Fic Idea

Before the events of the Chamber of Secrets, Tom Riddle’s diary is accidentally thrown into the garbage. A muggle sanitation worker finds it.