All Too Well

All Too Well

This fic is written in collaboration by @sorry-i-ship-drarry and @drarrywords on an anon request

~ Part one available here!

Part Two (8.2k words)

TW ⚠️- mild angst

“When we talk about love, we say falling in love, we never say rising in love because perhaps love isn’t about rising at all. Because maybe when you fall in love, you realise there’s so many miles to fall in and you don’t know how much more you can fall, It’s like an endless myriad and you’re scared to see its depth because you know it can kill you. Maybe that’s why we fear love, maybe that’s why some of us don’t want to fall in love but those who do, do they ever come back once they’ve reached the end or do they remain waiting for the one they fell for to take them back up or do they remain stuck there forever until the they are left with nothing but the bones of a skeleton? Or is it so that they come back and they wait for the void to fill in?”

It was easier to pretend it didn’t ache him anymore than it did on the night Draco first confessed that he needed to move away. It worked very well as he liked to put it with any random stranger he’d start talking to because he didn’t want to sound like an insane clingy boyfriend who could not be away for so long but it did hurt when he’d stay up by the phone waiting for him to call like he promised he would. He remembers the day very vividly in his head when he had said that they should perhaps do long distance relationship because he didn’t want to end whatever it was because it was entirely too good to end, because they made more sense to Draco than anything ever had in his entire life and he wasn’t willing to give up trying to make it work and despite that Harry agreed, he knew his fears called him home very often. 

He stays by the dialler, waiting for it to ring back like he had promised he would but it had been 45 minutes and Harry was still waiting by the phone reading the new article in the witch weekly on the new advanced broom and all that there is to know of it, he might’ve even read the article 3 more times because he lost track a few times until he was finally done reading the article and turned his head to look at the watch on his wrist and he sighed. He flipped the page reading another headline about the new furniture that was too comfortable for the elderly when the phone suddenly rang and he immediately picked up. 

“On a scale of 1 to 10, how mad are you at me for keeping you on hold for 55 minutes and 7 seconds ?” He asked from the other end and with every word his shuffling deceased as if he was shutting everything off so he could just be with Harry. 

Harry’s face dissolved into a small smile as he was finally able to hear his voice and all that he previously thought of this whole thing evaporated in thin air “How about I say a 3 to 4-ish ?” 

“Then I would say that if I were there I’d fix it 3 to 4-ish times to make it up to you” the smirk was entirely too clear in his voice and Harry blushed even though he knew his boyfriend couldn’t see him. 

Then came a sigh “I’m sorry- I know its all hard but I try my best to make time for you as much as possible” 

Harry’s heart filled with guilt doodling on the corner of the magazine on his lap “ I understand- you don’t have to be sorry for anything, I’m proud of what you’re doing there and you know your happiness is my happiness” 

“But it still doesn’t give me an excuse-”  a breath “I wish it all were easier or I was there to just be with you for just one night or just one day- maybe just an hour just so I could be there with you” 

Harry smiled to himself tugging the phone closer to his ear “It’s okay- Maybe we will meet soon and when you do come back, we’ll have the best time” 

There was pause too long as if he was contemplating something but was still there because his breathing could still be heard very vividly and then he said “Maybe we will meet soon ” 

Harry smiled again and then forgot all about the distance and finally asked how his day was and Draco went to town mimicking and imitating a few of the people who worked under him and then exhaustingly went on about how stupid those people were and Harry but all laughed at most of it. Draco loved his laugh, as he always did. 

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Days turned into a couple of weeks and their calls became so much more frequent than they had been before, like there was an urgent need to hear others' voices as if, if they didn't, their universe would implode. Some days they talked so much that one day Harry almost got threatened by his boss to look after the pets or he’ll lose his job and despite the fact that he did end up terminating the call, they called each other again an hour later just because they couldn’t end it with an ‘I Love You’. Harry got overtime as obvious.

“ So yeah-you were saying- sorry that stupid menace of my cat thought ruining the pillow again would be an entire dream- you were saying-talking about time” Harry sighed 

“Yeah- I love Bella though. Anyways I was talking about how time is a social construct. We perceive it as a motion through space, if motion ceases, time ceases as well. That’s why we call a photograph a snapshot in time, isn’t it- because that moment gets locked forever not just in photographs but in time as well- are you still there?” Draco interrupted himself in between fearing that Harry’s line got cut off again like a few minutes before and Draco would keep on rambling to himself in the air. 

“I’m here” Harry smiled “ What have you been reading ?” 

“Just some muggle stuff- hearing a bunch of nerds talking in the office too” 

“Oh nerds you say-” Harry chuckled

“Of course- some of them are, all they do is talk about science facts that are entirely out of point but mind blowing-” There was a pause too long when he discovered why Harry had started laughing in the background “I heard myself” He grumbled 

Harry kept laughing until Draco threatened that he would find a way to pull his ears during one of these phone calls from such a distance apart if he didn’t stop laughing.

“-I think it's adorable” Harry cut him off. Draco immediately stopped with his false threats and went too silent. 

“I also think you sound cute when you just ramble on about this science stuff” Harry added smiling. 

“you’re bluffing” Draco mumbled

“Oh so if I am complimenting you, its bluffing” Harry teased 

“Of course it is, nobody sounds cute” Draco replied 

“But you do,” Harry complimented again. 

There was a pause long enough for Harry to know that Draco was blushing doodling over his leg like normally does while he is blushing and doesn’t know how to take a compliment. 

“I love you” Harry chuckled 

Draco groaned on the other side as if he was done with Harry but in an adorning way “I love you too” 

And Harry laughed again. 

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There were times when Draco got too busy that he would send Harry flowers next morning to make up for not having called him the night before or not having called enough, Harry loved those gestures even if it meant that he was bribing or spoiling him.

“You didn’t have to send those flowers” Harry had tried to hide his smile one of those mornings when Draco was getting ready while they were still on the call. 

“Are you kidding, I would’ve stood before your door with a radio in my hand and played your favourite song to make it up to you” Draco chuckled, then immediately swore because he stubbed his toe against the nearest stool. 

“You don’t always have to make it upto me, you know, It's not like you’re doing unforgivable deeds” Harry giggled, then poured himself a cup of coffee, still smiling about the flowers. 

“But I feel bad, I already feel bad that i’m not there with you” Draco huffed 

“I do feel bad too but I don’t mind if one night you’re busy looking after work, as your amazing boyfriend I understand it very well” Harry chuckled 

“Oh- I see how it is, I send the flowers and now you’re the amazing boyfriend- that works very well Harry Potter,” he knew Draco was grinning looking at the phone.  

“Of course I’m the most amazing boyfriend you’ll have, dearest Draco Malfoy” Harry heard him laugh on the other side and he laughed so himself. There was nothing he knew he wanted to change that morning. 

That morning when they talked a little more before Draco had to absolutely leave, he ended the call with “You really are the best boyfriend I could ever have Harry” 

Harry smiled and pressed the phone closer to his mouth and pressed a soft kiss and waited awkwardly until Draco returned his kiss over the 6884.9 mile distance in a single second.  

“I love you” 

“I love you more” 

“You’ll never win” 

“It's worth a try” 

And then he absolutely had to go. Harry couldn’t stop smiling the entire day. 

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 Harry’s friends grumbled about Harry having more of a friendship with his cell, or his phone back home than he had with his friend but he knew his friends were just too lovely people to make it serious and Harry was grateful for his friends who despite the jokes understood his absence. He would, given the particular time, say that his relationship was going well even if the long distance was hard. Yes, there was definitely less physical relationship and less of seeing each other but hearing each other's voice until they slept was the only heaven they wanted to be sent to or hearing each other rant about the day was the medicine and not to forget the when they got off on the call was the best hell they confessed they’d ever be to. 

It was all until his heaven upgraded itself, when one day Harry had been home and was counting his hours before he could call Draco when his doorbell rang and assuming it was his Chinese takeout, he opened the door with his wallet in his hand, counting money without looking up “Should be 5.50 right?”

“Please, I’m way more than a 5.50 ” 

Harry immediately looked up and squealed as soon as he did, finding Draco leaning against the frame of the door with his bags in his hands and the infamous playful smile he always had on that made Harry’s heart do backflips. He threw himself at Draco, tumbling him backwards and wrapping his legs around his waist, nuzzling his face into his neck crying with happy tears. 

“Shush- I’m here” Draco chuckled while walking inside Harry’s apartment, his bags with a wandless magic following behind him and Harry still clinging onto his torso like a koala bear. 

“I can’t believe it-Why didn’t you tell me?” Harry asked distancing his face from Draco’s so he could look at him while his hand circled behind his neck and an excited smile plastered on his face. 

“It wouldn’t have been a surprise then would it?” Draco raised an eyebrow at him with his well known smirk curved at his lips. 

Harry leant down laughing lightly pressing his lips over Draco’s in urgency “You’re lucky I love you” 

“I am lucky that you love me” Draco muttered against his lips and pulled him closer if it was any more possible by wrapping his hands around Harry’s torso. They kissed in the delayed intimacy or the much awaited urgency to be with each other that they had been storing for almost 6 months and pouring whatever they had been depriving themselves off from all that time that they been talking over the call and wanting nothing more to kiss those lips that were uttering words or to touch that body that had been way too far until this moment when they forgot everything including Draco’s bag that thumped down over the ground, Harry’s Chinese take out order, time itself. That night they devoured the sins written in the bible and committed themselves to each other's bodies with the moans that lingered in the air and panting breaths until their air ran out and they did it all over again till the night faded into the next morning. 

Harry woke up to the feeling of arms wrapped loosely wrapped around his body, that he was afraid he had forgotten feeling off and lips pressed to his neck and he smiled in the lost time and turned to a half asleep figure beside him that looked like an angel had itself come down to earth and be with Harry. 

“Morning angel” Harry laughed softly, pushing Draco’s hair off his face and he blushed, wrapping his arms more tightly around his waist pulling him closer. 

“I’m an angel now?” Draco asked sheepishly 

“Are you not?” Harry asked, finding his lover's hand under the sheets and intertwining it in his own fingers. 

“I am an angel” 

Harry chuckled and pressed soft kisses over Draco’s eyes, his nose, his cheeks, his forehead, his lips. 

Draco opened his eyes, grinning and bought their intertwined fingers closer to his lips and kissed Harry’s knuckles softly “I missed this” 

Harry smiled contagiously at him “How are you even real?” he found himself asking. 

“How is any of this real?” he questioned back and in an unanswered question kissed softly over his cheeks and they repeated the events from the previous night all over again because once, twice, thrice or making love even a thousand times wasn’t enough when they were with each other. 

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“I have to meet my friends tonight,I hope that’s fine ?” Draco said after a while their naked bodies pressed closely against one another.

“Tonight?” Harry asked, then found himself in soft chuckled “You don’t need my permission Draco” 

“It's not that I need your permission, It's that I want you to know where I am, ” Draco smiled. 

Harry wasn’t so sure that morning if he was human enough or if he even had enough heart to love this amazing human being who laid beside him. 

“Then I know exactly where you would be, right here” Harry pointed his heart “always” 

Draco touched Harry’s chest right over his heart and smiled “always” 

It was later that evening when Draco was getting ready and Harry was watching him with his cat in his lap,

“Don’t you think you’re looking a little too hot for someone who’s going out with his friends while leaving his boyfriend alone at home” Harry teased. 

“Mon amour, are you implying I don’t always look hot?” Draco raised his eyebrows at Harry while applying perfume over his neck.

Bella ran from his lap as she normally did and Harry walked up to stand behind Draco “You always look hot my love, hot enough for me to even function” 

“Someone is wanting to get into someone’s pants, now isn’t it?” Draco raised an eyebrow at Harry in the mirror. 

Harry bit his lip, surrounding his arms around Draco’s torso so he could reach behind his ear and kiss there softly “And is that a problem? It's not my fault that you look like an absolute feast, one I can devour” 

Instead of giving in Draco laughed out snorting “Have you been trying to learn the art of seduction?” 

Harry deadpanned looked at him in the mirror, then became thoroughly offended “You know now that I think of it, you’re better 6884.9 miles apart from me” 

Harry had almost turned to go back into bed, pouting that is, when Draco whipped him around and wrapped his arms around Harry’s waist “Tell me that isn’t true” 

Harry looked in his eyes, and he softened up immediately “It can never be true, Draco, you know it” 

“Good, because in 6884.9 miles apart I can’t do this” and he picked up Harry and took him to bed, kissing him until they were sloppily moaning in the secrecy behind the curtained windows. 

“I need to go” Draco mumbled against his lips. 

“I’m not stopping you” Harry replied while his legs remained wrapped around Draco’s torso. 

Draco groaned and resumed kissing him. 

“Seriously, now I'm running late” Draco muttered against his lips. 

“I never stopped you,” Harry replied. 

Draco huffed and finally separated, running a hand down his shirt while Harry lay defenseless over the bed watching him. 

“Don’t look at me like that” Draco slanted his head at Harry. 

“What way ?” Harry asked innocently. 

“Like you can absolutely devour me” Draco bit his lip knowing the longer he would stay there looking at Harry, the more he would run loose on his self control. 

“I’m not looking at you like that,” Harry replied, biting his lip. 

Draco groaned and knelt down to press a firm kiss over Harry’s lips again “Okay, now I really need to go” 

Harry groaned “fine” and Draco finally resumed dressing up to go for his dinner. 

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 He knew he should not have done it, he knew it was unethical and he knew it was crossing some boundaries but he did it anyway. He hated himself for it but he couldn’t stop himself, when Bella, in her unusual behaviour ran like a crazy maniac tossing things aside, she managed to toss Draco’s bag aside and that was the moment Harry wished the time had stopped but it didn’t, instead time flew more rapidly in those 3 minutes when Harry was keeping Draco’s things in his bag so that nothing was left behind when he noticed the box of watch Harry gave him on their anniversary. He couldn’t stop his hands, whether it was out of mere curiosity or whether it was something else that called to him that felt wrong, he opened the box and there rested was the watch he gifted him with “we can have it all” inscription and the omamori charm he bought in Japan for Draco, right next to it. His heart sank in his chest as he remembered the words from the night of their anniversary and how he said he always kept the omamori charm with him everywhere he went and yet here it was, the omamori charm, tucked like a baby in his bag. Harry knew Draco wore that watch everywhere, everyday of his life because he says it all the time that he does, he’s even seen him wearing it in multiple pictures but he couldn’t understand why, today of all days the watch remained here, resting safely in this box in his hands. He hated himself for thinking over it, he hated it but he couldn’t help but wonder if Draco did it purposefully. 

“He wouldn’t do that” Harry whispered to himself without realising he had said it out loud. He was sure it had just been a mistake, that he must’ve accidentally forgotten to wear the watch. It was quite possible, after all Draco left in a hurry since he was late because of Harry. And so he kept the watch back inside the box and busied himself with his own things. 

It was starting to get late in the night, time almost approaching midnight and Harry was now starting to worry about Draco. Harry wasn’t such a worrisome boyfriend or not even the one who would want to be clingy or want to know every hour of every day where Draco was; his need to know where Draco was and how he was doing came in the basic duties of being his boyfriend. Maybe it was all also because he hadn’t seen him in months and he selfishly wanted Draco to himself but he would never say it out loud, not even to himself but right now as he waited over the couch while Bella slept in his arms, he looked at the wall clock often waiting for Draco to return in time. 

It was another hour or more later when his heart had started fearing everything, it was already 2 in the night and he had no whereabouts of where Draco was. He hadn’t even responded to Harry’s call or dropped a text or even heard his voicemail. His whereabouts ran little scarce and Harry didn’t want to be that guy who called Draco’s friend to just ask about him. This was unlike Draco, he was never this late, ever, he used to usually come back home before midnight and the last which would be on rare occasions would be 1 a.m. but it had already crossed 2 and this had never happened in all the time they had been together. He walked fastly inside his apartment wishing anytime the door would open and Draco would just come inside. Harry just needed him to be home soon, sooner than soon even. 

And just like that another hour went by and by now Harry was getting more angry than upset and he was on the verge of calling people when the door finally opened and Harry instantly rushed towards the door. 

“Where have you been ?” Harry asked impatiently. 

“Oh- Hi baby” Draco dragged on. 

Harry scrunched his face, then inclined towards Draco to get a sniff of him “You’re drunk” 

“I’m not” He hiccuped. He might’ve wanted to prove that he wasn’t drunk by walking in a straight line but instead he tripped over his own feet and would’ve been on the ground if it wasn’t for Harry. 

Harry sighed “I can’t believe you’re drunk” 

“I’m not- drunk” Draco hiccuped again. 

Harry huffed out impatiently and even though he wanted to give Draco a piece of his mind but taking Draco’s condition in consideration he knew it wasn’t the best decision to make and decided that it was best to put it off on hold and maybe talk about it next morning. He took Draco in his arms carefully bridal style because Draco was already nodding off to even look straight and besides Harry was afraid that the moment he’d leave him, he’d collapse onto the ground. He walked slowly into the bedroom and laid Draco on the bed and took off his shoes, then his socks, then his coat and lastly the belt so Draco would not be uncomfortable at night. He slowly resumed undressing Draco and dressed him in his own T-shirt and while he tried putting him in pajamas, Draco kept kicking Harry off, so he went against even trying further. He bought a small bucket from the bathroom and kept it on the side of the bed just in case Draco felt sick in the night. It was at that moment, when he was keeping the bucket down on the floor that he noticed a different watch on his wrist. Harry’s head dropped down in exhaustion and sadness all at the same time and without sparing another thought over the different watch, he took it off and kept it over the bedside table. When Harry finally decided to sleep without a thought, all he did was think of the new watch on Draco’s wrist and of how Draco would probably be sick the next morning. 

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It was afternoon when Harry had finally woken up to the noise of someone yelling. As a natural instinct, Harry’s hands wandered off to the other side of the bed to find it empty. He groaned as he stretched and finally got out of the bed to find the source of the noise. 

“No- I clearly said the other way around Mariah” “-No- How many times- I handed you a script for goodness sake-” 

Forgetting the moments from last night, Harry went upto Draco and wrapped his arms from behind, nuzzling his head into the crook of Draco’s neck, who visibly relaxed only a little before another bubble of anger burst out of him. 

“No- Mariah- No. How many times ?Th- I don’t give a damn about what Richard says-” 

“Good morning,”Harry whispered softly. 

Draco turned just a little so he could show Harry that he acknowledged him but the call was too important. 

Sensing Draco’s discomfort, Harry slid his hands back to him, then realising that he had grazed his hand over a piece of cold metal. The other watch from the night before?

Harry stepped away from Draco and found out that he was indeed right, it was the watch from last night. And suddenly the feelings that he pushed away last night in exhaustion, surfaced at the brink, rendering him all but upset. However, he didn’t want to tell Draco that it bothered him, he didn’t want to sound insane, he didn't want to make it a big deal and he definitely didn’t want Draco to get weird about it. He retraced his steps and slowly walked to the bathroom and only when he had come out did he realize Draco was keeping things inside his bag. 

“Going somewhere?” Harry asked. 

Draco sighed and stood up, turning to Harry “I’m really sorry but I have to urgently go back-” 

“Go back? But you’ve only been here for 2 days” Harry complained 

“I know, I know but I really need to look after this one thing” Draco apologetically said, only Harry didn’t seem to be appeased by his apologetic face. 

“Can’t someone else cover for you ?” He asked. 

Draco shook his head “I asked someone to cover up for me but they ended up doing it entirely wrong and now It has to be redone-” 

“Then ask whoever ruined it to redo it” Harry interrupted him. 

“I would if I could. Harry please- I need you to understa-”

“I knew this would happen” Harry muttered to himself, only Draco heard him clear enough. 

“Harry- please, you need to understand my work is important” Draco pleaded. 

“No, Draco, I get it, your work is important, very important but why should I understand? I get to spend numbered days with you after 6 months, hoping that i’d finally get to spend time with  my boyfriend and not on the phone but firstly, you decide to spend the night with your friends which I’m not against but then you return home completely drunk out of your mind while I was worried sick about here the whole time and now you you have to leave- Why should I understand? It's like you weren’t even here the whole time” Harry bellowed.  

Draco closed his eyes momentarily, pinching the bridge of his nose “Listen, you have all the right to be mad- but I really need to go-” 

“Of course you need to go Draco, obviously because apparently everything else is more important to you than me” Harry hadn’t meant to say it out loud, he didn’t intend on but it came out of him before he could even make sense of why he was even angry at him. 

Draco looked taken back suddenly and offended even. His hand unintentionally touched his chest in mocked offense and replied “I can’t believe you’d actually think that. I flew all the way across here for you-” 

“And yet, you spent time with everyone but me” 

“You can’t say that, I spent my entire night with and I obviously didn’t make out with a ghost the entire time” Draco offhandedly replied. 

“Oh- yeah” Harry mockingly laughed “suddenly that makes it all so much more better” 

“I didn’t mean that-” 

“Then what did you mean ? You spent more time with everyone else than you did with me, It's justified that I feel this way” Harry sneered. 

By this time Draco seemed pretty done with Harry, even if he didn’t want to feel that way, he did “You know what Harry, your justification seems stupid. You’re being irrational and over dramatic for no reason. This is so not you, The Harry I love wouldn’t fight with me over me coming home late or returning drunk or going away sooner. The man that I got in a relationship with would understand that It’s important that I leave” Draco disapprovingly responded. 

“I’m being irrational- ha” Harry sarcastically laughed and turned away from Draco “I actually can’t believe you’d say something like that, I actually can’t believe that-” He turned around again in distance to face Draco and responded “Here I’ll give you a justified reason to fight- Why did you lie to me ?” 

“Lie about what ?” Draco asked, completely confused. 

“Lie about you carrying the omamori charm everywhere you go and wearing the watch I gifted you everyday because it seemed otherwise when I found both of them in your bag last night” 

Draco clenched his jaw, shortening the distance between the two, so, he was only a few steps away “Why were you going through my bag ?” 

Harry raised his eyebrows at Draco, shook “You-Out of everything- I didn’t intentionally look in your bag alright, it just fell off and I was keeping things back inside when I saw the box of that watch. It was unintentional but that’s not the point-”

“No, the point is that you looked through my things, without my permission which is purely invasion of privacy and now you’re getting mad at what you found out- I can’t with you, Harry” 

Harry sharply swallowed the building knot forming inside his throat biting the inside of his cheeks “You know what I can’t believe, it’s that I thought I was your everything” and somewhere that hit a nerve. 

“Just, go- Please” Harry pleaded and turned around. 

“Harry-” 

“Please, just go Draco, your work is important”

Draco at that specific moment knew he fucked up, he knew went too far and so did Harry but the damage was irreparable. Both had forgotten the boundaries in the relationship and hurt each other to the extent that their whole relationship seemed to be hanging on a fragile single thread which could break anytime. 

And even though Draco wanted to fix things, just as much as Harry wanted to, he left with a last look at Harry who didn’t dare to look back at him. 

It was then when Draco left the apartment with everything he bought, that he broke down crying in his own hands, whimpering until Bella came and sat down next to him, just as sad as him. 

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Harry slid his hands into the pocket of his jacket rather comfortably, kicking the rocks with his feet while he waited for Ron to be done talking to the vendor. He stared at his feets for a long time or what seemed like it until finally Ron turned to Harry and handed him the bouquet to hold safely. 

“There’s something wrong, isn’t it? Something is bothering you” It wasn’t a question but a statement, he knew it, in fact he could sense it. 

Harry frowned then shook his head “No, nothing is wrong, I’m good” 

“You want to lie to the man you have known for 14 years?” Ron raised his eyebrows at Harry. 

Harry still didn’t admit and rigorously shook his head “Nothing is wrong Ron, I’m as good as these flowers” 

“Okay, one, terrible metaphor and second, I can see it on your face. Now tell me what happened?” Ron asked.

“Everything is fine-”

“I’ll call Draco and ask myself. If you don’t tell me right now, I’ll do that. He’s even on my speeddial” 

Harry sighed. He figured easily there was nothing he might be able to do to convince Ron otherwise and so defeatedly he replied “We had a fight” 

“Is that it?” Ron asked. 

Harry turned to face Ron momentarily knowing he was already looking over at him. Harry shook his head and begun again “He came into town to surprise me a week ago”

“That’s a good thing then why are you saying it as if it's a bad thing ?” 

“He hardly stayed for 2 days. He came in the night, we spent that night together and it was the best but the next day he went to meet his friends which i’m not complaining about, I want him to have his personal space and I understand that he have a life apart from me but then spent the entire night outside and returned at around 4 in the morning, drunk out of his mind, while I was worried sick about him at home-” 

“Understandable-” Ron interjected. Harry nodded, then continued, 

“Then the next morning when I woke up, he was already fighting with someone over the phone and a couple of minutes later, he decided he needed to go back and we ended up fighting over things, he said some cruel things, I said some cruel things and now I feel like I fought over unjustified reason and that I hurt him and now I feel bad because we haven’t talked since the day he left and I’m afraid that-” he breathes sharply, clearing his throat “- that we’ve broken up” 

Ron bobbed his head “Is that all?” Harry nodded. 

“What did you both fight about ?” he asked. 

“I told him that I didn’t understand that he had to leave so soon and that I should not because I hardly get to see him anymore and he was leaving but I don’t think that was even the actual reason why I started the fight” 

“Then what was it ?” 

“I think, it was because I was hurt- I don’t know if you know this, but we once went to Japan and I bought him a gift from there, an omamori charm and he told me that he took it with him everywhere he went and similarly the watch I gifted him- but the night he went out with his friends, he left it back at home. I think it hurt me because-I think he’s ashamed of me or something- there seemed no possible explanation. I don’t know. It really wasn’t his fault, I should’ve been more understanding but I don’t know what to do anymore” Harry replied shrugging as if it was something casual, but it was far from casual, it was heartbreaking. 

Ron nodded again “You think it was your fault?” Harry hummed. 

“Then fix it” Ron said as if it was too easy. 

“How Ron? I fucked up and I fucked up pretty bad” Harry asked 

“1 word 5 letters, ‘sorry’” Ron replied 

“He doesn’t want to talk to me, I'm sure,” Harry replied. 

“Then surprise him, go visit him, give him the best time of his life, do whatever it takes for him to melt down then apologize” Ron suggested. 

“You think it’ll work ?” Harry asked. 

“You’ll never know until you try,” Ron replied.

“What if it doesn’t work?” Harry asked again. 

Ron smiled at him “It will work I’m sure” 

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Harry looked at himself in the window by the door, smiling then not smiling. He was practicing his best smile for Draco until he decided it was finally time to ring his doorbell. Harry took a deep breath then finally rang the doorbell and with every second the door wasn’t answered, the more his heartbeat picked up. He grew nervous and then more nervous with every passing second and afraid at the same time that Draco might not be home right now. His breathing picked up like it was a race and he felt his palms sweating. Questions stormed inside his head, he even thought it was a very bad idea and how he probably should’ve told Draco before he came until finally the door swung open and there he was, the man he loved. 

“Harry” Draco’s face turned into a little smile out of surprise and then suddenly dissolved into nothing. Was he not happy to see Harry ?

“What are you doing here ?” he asked 

Harry gulped visibly then replied “I came here to surprise you-” 

“Why ?” he asked defensively. 

Harry frowned “Because I still love you. Is that wrong ? I can go back if you want- if you feel like i’m invading your personal space-” 

Draco immediately cut him by dragging him inside and hugging him “You have no idea how happy I am you are here” His voice croaked. 

“Draco- are you crying ?” Harry asked, trying to pull away from the hug but Draco held onto Harry as if he was his oxygen he had been waiting to breathe in all this time. 

He shook his head. 

Harry softened up immediately and hugged him back just as tight “It's okay- I’m here. Everything is going to be alright” 

Draco suddenly broke into sobs and Harry didn’t understand why, but hearing him sob made him want to take his every pain away and make it his own. 

“Are you really happy I’m here ?” He asked.

Draco nodded his head vigorously in the hug “I’ve never wanted anything more” 

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“Are you sure you don’t have to go? It sounded pretty urgent?” Harry asked, sitting over the bed fully dressed for their date. 

Draco leaned down and kissed his forehead “I’m absolutely sure” 

Harry blushed and stood up in front of Draco. He tucked a strand behind Draco’s ear and all at the same time grazed his cheek “Is it just me or after the fight you’ve turned into an absolute sap?”

Draco laughed softly, biting his lip then wrapping his arms around Harry to pull him closer “Would you like me to not be a sap? Would you rather want me to be a naughty boy?” 

Harry wholeheartedly laughed, throwing his head back a little “Have you been learning the art of seduction,Draco ?” 

“Yes, Dad-”

Harry placed his hand over his lip to shut him up “Please don’t” he laughed. 

Draco shook his head smiling “I can’t promise though” 

It was 15 minutes later when they were to get out of the apartment when Draco squeezed Harry’s ass from behind, startling Harry, making him squeal at the same time. 

“My- My Draco, Have a little self control” Harry laughed. Draco smirked and whipped around Harry so he was forced to whirl around and collide with Draco. 

“Smooth” Harry smirked. 

“I am very glad then” he smiled then kissed him over the lips in a small passionate moment before they left. 

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 A lover would say they don’t know what love is, that love perhaps cannot be defined by syllable’s or words or letters or even in Braille. Love to most is an undefined feeling that yearns until the senescence approaches, a feeling that makes you whole yet leave you empty all at the same time. But when he was driving to a far off place and he looked at Harry in stolen glances with a glint of the drowning sun sparkling with the most beautiful shade of yellow and orange, their fingers intertwined, he too defined his love for Draco as an unfathomable creation. He loved him in the morning, he loved him in the afternoon, he loved him in the evening, and he loved him in the night, he loved him in the coffee he drank and he loved him in the bath he drew, he loved his eyes, his pointed chin, his soft cheek, his pink lips. He loved the shape of his palm and he loved his fingers, he loved the pointed bone at the start of his wrist and he loved his soft elbow, he loved that dark vein that travelled from the middle of his wrist and curved to the end of where his arms fold, he loved his pointed shoulders and he loved the long bone on his neck which popped out whenever he used to turn to face Harry, he loved his clavicle, he loved his scars that were visible under his shirt, he loved his knuckles, he loved the side of his chest as it went up and down as his diaphragm would settle down and move up, he loved the round shape of his heels and the soft yet pointed knees, he loved the muscles on his calve and shape of his thighs, the sound of his voice, the sound of his laughter, the curve of his smile but most of it all, he loved his heart. Maybe the heart is surrounded by a ribcage so that the cage is open to only one because perhaps the key to that cage is only with one and in his case, the key to his cage was with Draco and the key to Draco’s cage was with Harry. Maybe there aren’t enough words in literature, maybe there aren’t enough letters in Greek or Latin or English or French, nor roman or any language that exists and perhaps that’s why love is undefined. Maybe love itself is within a cage and the key to that cage is love itself. 

“What ?” Draco asked from the driving seat, running circles over Harry's hands. 

Harry shook his head “Nothing, Just I love you” 

Draco’s eyes glinted with the tear like the corner of a shore and he bought his hands to his lips and kissed Harry’s hand softly “I love you way more than you do me” 

“Wanna bet?” 

“You’ll lose” 

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“Do you think one life is enough ?” Harry asked without looking at Draco but looking forward at the drowning sun on the other side of the still ocean. 

“Enough for what ?” Draco asked back. 

Harry turned to Draco, his hair blowing to his face because of the beach winds “For everything” 

Draco thought for a moment, his eyes poured into Harry’s, a long look in his eyes, perhaps communicating through his eyes that no, maybe one life isn’t enough to love Harry but then he shook his head “One life isn’t enough to read Romeo and Juliet nor is it enough to watch mean girls” 

Harry half heartedly laughed “You’re preposterous” 

Draco laughed along, turning to look ahead, his eyes crinkling into little ones. 

“Do you think one life is enough?” Draco asked Harry. 

Harry thought for a moment “I think yeah, maybe one life is enough to live. Though it depends” 

“On what ?” 

“If you’re living a lonely life, then even that one life would seem longer but if you’ve lived a whole life, then maybe yeah one life is enough” 

Draco hummed beside Harry then slowly rested his head upon Harry’s shoulder and whispered shortly “I’m sorry about what happened at your place”

Harry turned his head so he could only see his eyes and kissed on top of his head and intertwined their fingers together “I’m sorry too. We both went too far” 

Draco nodded “But I want you to know I always wear that watch, unless I'm sometimes afraid that it’d break and I always keep the omamori charm with me but I promise you, I would never keep it away, I’ll take it with me on every journey. Every”

Harry smiled “I like the sound of it”

They remained there for some more time in silence, listening to the water crashing over the shore, the echoing voice of the seagull somewhere and the sound of the running water somewhere far off until Harry broke the silence and said “But soft! What light from yonder window breaks? ‘Tis the east and Juliet is the sun -”

Draco shook his head laughing “Tell me, these are the only lines you know right” 

“Oh don’t spoil it. Say it with me” Harry nudged Draco. 

Draco smiled at him and said along with Harry “One more kiss on his forehead. “Arise fair sun and kill the envious moon, who is sick with envy. I take thee at my word. Call me but love and I'll be new baptized.”

Draco couldn’t hold himself back and leaned forward so he could graze his lips over Harry, until he gave into the moment and pressed his own lips against Draco’s. The sun that cast over them, the sea which sang along with their kiss, it was proclaimed in that moment that, this is love. Love is a 2 part globe, one is Draco, and the other is Harry. 

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Harry got up and turned to Draco, offering him to take his hand “Come on, we need to dance” 

“Why do we need to ?” Draco asked, nevertheless taking his hand and pulling himself up. 

“Because this is too beautiful to not be danced upon” Harry replied, smiling. 

Draco smiled back at him and offered Harry his hands so today he may lead. Harry gracefully took his hand and pulled behind before he twirled him around then pulled Draco towards himself so his head rested on Harry’s shoulder and they swayed their body. 

“ Put your head on my shoulder

Hold me in your arms, baby

Squeeze me oh-so-tight

Show me that you love me too

Put your lips next to mine, dear

Won't you kiss me once, baby?

Just a kiss goodnight, maybe 

You and I will fall in love ” 

Harry sang and Draco hummed along as they kept swaying their bodies out of rhythm with the song. 

“You still don’t know how to dance” Draco declared 

“And you still haven’t stopped complaining,” Harry replied. 

“Well I don’t want you to be embarrassed when we dance in front of the whole world” Draco said. 

Harry became too still for a moment, his lips curving into a little smile moment by moment “In front of the whole world?” 

Draco hummed, he nuzzled his head in Harry’s neck “In front of the whole world” he repeated in his croaked voice. 

“Then I’ll learn to dance for you,” Harry proclaimed. 

Draco sniffed softly “I like the sound of it”  

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They walk hand in hand secretly into the alley, keeping their head down so no one would know they’re here. Their only motive was to not get caught, only one. They walked to the last row and when they found an empty seat, they sat down with stolen popcorn in their hands. 

“What if they catch us when we leave the hall ?” Harry asked 

Draco hummed “Then we run for our life” 

Harry chuckled beside him before Draco shushed him. 

The opening scenes rolled up and without any more conversations they silently watched the movie. 

They were halfway through the movie when Harry felt he was being looked at and turned to face Draco and he was right, Draco was looking over at him “What ?” 

Draco remained silent for a few moments as if he was formulating in his head the perfect answer or he was finding a lie to cover up the truth that he was looking at Harry  because he loved him. 

“Nothing, just watching you watch another man whose survival instincts are that of a kitten on crack” 

“Have you ever seen a kitten on crack? It's much worse than spiderman” 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night” Draco shrugged and finally turned to the screen. 

And even though he practically insulted Harry, he didn’t leave his hand for even a single second in the movie. 

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They were settled into each other like they were from Zues’ mythologies: two souls reunited. Cuddled into one, Harry’s legs intertwined between Draco’s while one of Draco’s arms went under Harry’s head and held onto the book with both hands. Harry cuddled further into Draco so that his head was upon his shoulder and Draco continued reading. 

“Anything can happen now that we’ve slid over this bridge,’ I thought anything, ‘anything at all…’ Even the Gatsby could happen, without any particular wonder.”

Draco paused for a moment like he'd done several times in case Harry wanted to say something but this time instead of saying something, Harry took the book from his hands and kept it aside then turned to Draco. 

“Do you like the Gatsby dude?” Harry asked. 

Draco frowned “I mean- he wasn’t that bad. It was Daisy that was bad” 

“I think Gatsby is weird to be hung up on a married woman,” Harry said. 

“But he really did love Daisy, kind of in a way that his love was real” Draco commented 

Harry hummed then leaned further into Draco “would you ever be hung up on me ?” 

“Wasn’t I already hung up on you before we got together?” 

“No, but I mean after ?” Harry asked. 

Draco went too silent for a moment, too serious then shook his head “No, I wouldn’t- because I’ll never leave. Not till the day I die” 

“Is that a promise ?” Harry asked. 

Draco smiled and kissed his nose “I promise” 

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Part 3 available here

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Best Dads In The World 

Day 28- fuzzy socks  @hpdestress

“And so, he distributes all his wealth amongst the poor and the needy subjects. That’s how King Midas came to know of true happiness-” Draco shut off the book softly, smiling at their 3 year old daughter Lily. 

“Daddy- can we do magic like that ?” Lily asked 

Harry chuckled beside her “No dear, Magic like that doesn’t happen and even if it did, you’d never know true happiness would you?”

Lily hummed and shook her head “He was a mean king” 

“Really? I think he was just a man who just never knew the value of love and happiness” Draco smiled down at her. He carefully ran his fingers through her hair, combing it all together. 

“But didn’t his daddies read to him like you do?” Lily asked curiously. 

Harry almost burst into a laughter right there and then “I think not darling, if his parents did, he would’ve never been the same man, would he? And my sweet Lily, not everyone have daddies like you”

“Daddies are better. I was playing with Rain yesterday and her mother scolded her for breaking the plastic bucket. She did it by mistake you know” She told them. 

Draco leaned down to lay next to her and held her small hands in his hand “You know, sometimes parents have to scold their little darlings because if they don’t then they turn into a spoiled baby like you” he immediately tickled her side, forcing her to snort out laughing. 

Harry laughed looking at them, this was their typical daddy daughter moment and he never tried to come in between them because these moments were just their own, some memories that Harry might never be able to make Lily’s favourite, but only Draco could. 

“Daddy- please- stop” She cried. 

Draco retreated his hands and turned sideways so he was leaning over Lily with the support of his elbow. 

“Good night, my little munchkin” Draco knelt forward and kissed her forehead. 

“Good night, Daddy” she smiled at Draco. 

Harry got up from her side and he too leaned down and placed a soft kiss over her cheeks “Now you cover yourself with your small blanket and keep your favourite fuzzy socks on and sleep well” He smiled. 

“Good night Dad” she smiled back at him. 

Harry smiled at her himself and turned off her bedside lamp “Love you sweetpea” he whispered. 

Draco and Harry were leaving the room together when she turned to her side, turned on the lamp “I forgot to say, Love you Daddies and sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite” 

Draco chuckled next to Harry and gave her a flying kiss. Smiling they both left the room and remained in the hallway for a few moments smiling at each other. 

“How is she even real?” Draco asked, tearing up a little bit. 

Harry immediately softened up and wrapped his arms around Draco the same instant “Oh Dear- she is very much real Draco and she is our perfect little daughter” 

“How did she turn out to be so perfect when we were so damned?” Draco asked, speaking against his neck. 

“Just because we were doomed, doesn’t mean we’d ever let out daughter be doomed. I’d say we’re doing a pretty good job at parenting” Harry smiled, looking down at Draco even though he couldn’t see him. 

Draco chuckled into his neck “She’s like our walking talking best christmas present” 

“Hate to say it but I agree” Harry laughed softly and soon they went back into their room and slept until Lily climbed into their bed in the middle of the night and was embraced by both of them in sweetest of the hug. Yeah, she had the best Dads in the world. 

Day 27- The usual Banters ll Day 29- Its cold outside 

HP DESTRESS DECEMBER REQUESTS OPEN 

MASTERLIST 

The Butterfly Effect 

- Part 6 

“I know who you need“ 

“Its Pansy, isn’t it ?” 

“Pansy Parkinson ?”

Harry’s already short breath stuck in his throat, a knot forming inside and his head doing the well aware spin it did when things got suddenly strange. 

“Ho-How did you -?” Harry couldn’t form the entire sentence even if he wanted to. It was like his voice was lost somewhere deep in his throat and his brain went into short circuit, like all of his fuses gave out and what remained behind was just burnt up left overs. 

“I knew it from the day you first came here with the business card and more convinced when you asked me about magic“ Boyce replied. 

Harry breathed heavily, shaking his head. He took hold of the nearest chair and sat down “Why didn’t you tell me before ?” 

“Why are you looking for her ?” He questioned back. 

Harry stared at him for long moment debating with his inner conscience whether it was wise to tell him or not. He knew if Boyce had to give out information about Harry, he would’ve but he hadn’t and what struck more to him was-” why tell me now?” 

Boyce dragged the chair in front of him and sat down huffing “I can see it in your face how much you want to know about her. You come here almost every day and take almost the same cakes. Only someone who either loves cakes would do it everyday or someone who’s desperate would do it, in your case, the later. What I don’t get is why didn’t you just ask straight away and more importantly why me to reach to her, aren’t you wizards supposed to know everything about each other ?” 

“Us Wizards-?” 

“I’m non magical. An exception in the family or sort of a disgrace as I should put it.” Boyce interrupted. 

“Oh”

“Anyways, I can’t tell you more because frankly I don’t trust you.” Boyce shrugged and leaned back in his chair. 

“But you can tell me where can I find her, right ?” Harry asked.

“I don’t get it, why do you need to know?” Boyce asked curiously. 

Harry sighed “Its confidential-” 

“Then where she is also confidential.” Boyce interjected snappily. 

Harry threw his head back a little groaning in frustration “Why would you tell me about her if you couldn’t help me ?” 

But he didn’t answer because perhaps he didn’t have any. Maybe he himself didn’t know why did he tell Harry about Pansy but refused to tell him where she lived.  

“Boyce- I need you to understand-,”

“Understand what ? How can I trust you that you won’t try to run after her to do all the bad things that your people have done to her? You didn’t see her Harry, the strongest person I knew crumble down like she was just some broken glass. How can I trust you that you won’t do the same to her?” Boyce’s voice sounded denser as if he had to push himself to utter even a single sound right now. Harry knew at once what he meant and that he cared for her deeply. He might’ve cared for her so much that It hurts him to even think of it. 

Harry leaned forward over the table “I am not one of them. Those people out there who tormented her and forced her to be one of them no longer exists and the ones who put her in that deep, dingy hole, I’m not one of them. I know you wouldn’t want to believe me but I was with her, I was on her side. You have to trust me Boyce. This is for her best,”

Boyce stared at Harry for a long time then behind him over the glassy windows, thinking of everything, debating whether he should tell him or not. 

“Please Boyce. Believe me, she would want you to tell me this.” 

“How can I trust you?” Boyce snapped. 

Harry looked over at him softly “Because I know what you’re feeling. I know you want to protect her, I’ve been doing this my whole life. I can’t tell you why I need to meet her but I can promise you that the one’s who did whatever they did to her are the ones i’m fighting against. I need you to trust me. Please.” 

Boyce thought for a long time, just staring at Harry then he noticed the desperation in his eyes, he could see Harry really needed this, he could sense it in his impatient self “You really need to see her, don’t you?” 

Harry nodded. 

Boyce sighed “She lives in the Hafton Building, Shaftsbury Avenue, 7th Apartment. It’ll probably be under the name of Nott’s,” 

“Nott’s ? Like Theodore Nott?” Harry asked. confused. 

“Yeah. She’s married to him. Why?” 

Harry thought for a moment about his conversation with Theodore then finally answered Boyce “I just know him from sometime ago. Met him a couple of days ago.“ 

Boyce evidently nodded, not thinking much of it. The pendulum clock behind him rang suddenly indicating that it was already 11 in the night and it hit Harry then that he was running very late and his friends back home might be getting worried. 

“By the way can I get a cake ?” 

“Sure“ 

Moments later when Harry’s cake was packed and he was ready to step out of the bakery Boyce called him one last time “I’m trusting you, Harry, don’t let it go to waste.” 

Harry looked at him standing in the middle of the Bakery, hope glinting in his eyes “Thank you for that- wait- How did you know my real name? I remember I told you it was Ron?” he frowned, his auror instincts kicking in to grab his wand from his pocket for any impending danger that might come along.  

“You’re very famous, even among Squibs. She used to tell me about you. She didn’t like you before school though.” he smiled as if he was remembering in his head every conversation they might’ve have had. 

 “Yeah, Her and I didn’t really see eye to eye on things,” Harry replied. He was finally ready to leave when he had to say just one last thing “ I’m sure she misses you.” 

No more words or explanations were needed, no more lingering glances, no more second thoughts were needed as Harry finally walked away from the bakery leaving Boyce alone. 

By the time Harry arrived Ron’s place again, his head was swimming with questions and adrenaline pumping up through his entire body like sparks that shot right up thinking about all the possible questions he finally would be able to find the answers of that he had been waiting all along to know of. The more he thought, the more he got excited about reaching somewhere but at the same time he felt himself being pulled down by something, he was finally close and it left him feeling stranger, scared somehow. 

“Where the hell have you been?” Ron asked as soon as he opened the door for Harry. He, without a word entered the flat, kept the cake over the kitchen table and summoned Ron and Hermione, as if he would burst if he didn’t tell them right now. 

“What took you so long ? Don’t tell me you got distracted once again-” 

“I know where Pansy is. She’s married to Theodore Nott.” Harry cut him off and rendered Ron speechless. Hermione gave him a shocked look at the same time a knowing look, as though she should’ve known. 

“But that day Theodore said he didn’t had relations with anyone in the Wizarding world,” Ron said 

“ Well it seems then he lied.” Harry raised his eyebrows. 

“How did you figure this out ?” Hermione asked from where she had sat down coming down from a mild shock. 

“ Boyce. He is Pansy’s brother- non magical that is. I went down to his bakery being the only one that was open,” Harry told them.

“ So, what now?” Ron asked eagerly. 

Harry looked at Ron longingly and replied “Guess i’ll have to pay a visit to the Nott’s after all.” 

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“Parcel for the Nott’s,” Harry disguised in the buzzer. 

“Who’s it from ?” Someone asked in the intercom. 

“It says from the Firdle Real estate.“ Harry lied, holding onto the empty box. 

The person on the other side hummed and buzzed open the door. Harry’s heart rate picked up as he went up the stairs looking for the 7th floor. He could make up stuff in his head, why Theo might’ve possibly lied, but, right now going to visit him at his place to counter question him made Harry more nervous than he had been than when he came up with the idea of visiting them. Moments later when he was standing in front of The Nott’s apartment and had knocked, he kept a safe hold on his wand for anything that might’ve come his way but to his surprise a little girl opened the door. 

“Lilian, How many times have I told you to call me to open the door.” Someone’s voice echoed inside the flat and it was growing louder as if whoever it was, was approaching the front door. 

“Ha- Harry“ She gasped in a calm undertone but surprised all at the same time, However she knew she expected to see Harry standing on the other side of the opened door. 

Harry nodded and knelt down in front of the little girl “Your name’s Lilian?” 

“Yes I am. Who are you though? And what are you doing here?” she asked innocently. 

“I’m Harry Potter-” 

“You’re The Harry Potter. The one who killed the ugly man named Voldemort?” She asked excitedly 

Harry chuckled “I wouldn’t boast but he really had no nose and he really was ugly.” 

“Yeah I hate him.“ she muttered. 

Pansy approached Lilian, placing her hand on her shoulder “Who doesn’t Honey- Why are you here?” She asked. 

Harry stood up dusting his knees “I come here as an old acquaintance seeking help.” 

“My help?” Pansy scoffed “What could you possibly need my help with?” 

“I hope you’re aware I met Theo a couple of days ago,” Harry replied 

Pansy nodded, “I’m sorry but I can’t help you” 

Harry nodded dismissively. 

“Well, if that is it, I really will leave but before I go, I have a message for you- Boyce misses you” 

Pansy face became pale, exhaling sharply pressing her lips together. Harry stood there for a couple of minutes hoping it would weaken her stance but as seconds passed on, he was worried it didn’t and he made slow approach to step back to go away disappointed, until when he reached the elevators a little away from her apartment door, she called out to him “Would you like a cup of coffee?” 

Harry smiled “That’d be fine.” 

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“You’ve got a nice house here.” Harry admitted after having looked around the room. 

Pansy nodded “Thanks. Back then it took all our savings.” she returned with a cup of coffee and a plate of biscuits in her hands. 

She rest the plate over the small table near the dining table and herself sat down opposite to Harry with her own cup of coffee. 

“I’m assuming that was your daughter?” Harry asked 

Pansy nodded. 

“How old is she?” Harry asked again. 

“Just turned 5.″ she replied

“she looks just like you.” Harry complimented looking far at Lilian who was carefully colouring in her book. 

“Harry- Why are you here?” She asked. 

“You don’t know?” Harry asked bemused. 

“I know but I want to know your reason. Why me?” She asked curiously. 

“Because there is nobody who I can reach out to who wouldn’t lie to me.” Harry replied. 

Pansy shook her head, “How are you so sure that I wouldn’t lie to you?” 

Harry exhaled “Because you care for Draco even after all this time.” 

“But from what I’ve heard you are working on the case to keep him in Azkaban?” 

Harry nodded, “If that were the thing, I’d had convinced why he should be kept there a long time ago. Let me tell you this, If I really had to convince that Draco should remain in Azkaban, then I would’ve turned down the case 2 days after I had received it and It would’ve inevitably kept him there until a new Auror would not have been found but I didn’t turn it down, I’m 2 weeks into the case and right now I’m here. So tell me, Do you really believe I want to keep him there?” 

Pansy looked at Harry for a long time, a sense of doubt crossing her features “Even if I believe you, how can I be sure that you’re not lying? After all you have no reason to save Draco at all.” 

Harry sighed again and momentarily looked at her daughter across the room unaware of the communication they were having “I want to redeem my mistakes.You are right, I have no reason to save Draco but I know I want to save an innocent” 

Pansy gave him a soft look “You are a weird guy, you know. You want to save your former arch-nemesis,” 

Harry gave a short laugh, almost a faint one “I am a weird guy,” He looked back at her again “But I would need your help saving him, but I need you to trust me.” 

“You’re doing some hard bargain here, Harry. It’s hard to trust someone who works for the one who put him there.” She stated but without malice. 

He remained silent for a long time, looking at his cup of coffee growing colder moment by moment, “Do you know what Termite does for a living?” 

She didn’t respond. 

“Termite reaches till the inner core of a building, eats it out, make it hollow that the whole building is surviving on a single thread, it would collapse anytime. We have a termite here, Pansy, It’s eating everything out, its weakening everything and I know who the Termite is.” Harry replied deadpanned. 

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An important note- This fic will be discontinued on Tumblr. When I started writing this fic, it wasn’t supposed to be more than a 5 or 6 chapter fic, but we’re 6 chapter in and I still have a lot of things to write in this one. The following updates of the fanfic can be found on AO3. Hope you’d check it out. Much love..x

5,6,19 in one single fic of draco being in azkaban

The Butterfly Effect

It lacks my skill to make it into a one shot and I apologize for it. This will be continued in parts. 

Dialogue Prompts - 5 - “ Why are you doing that ?” “Doing what ?” “ Treating me like a person” //6. “Sometimes memories are the worst form of torture” // 19. “ I lo–” “ No, please.. Don’t say that. You love her/him, not me” 

Cold stirred inside the cell, a heavy cloud of mist settling in and the grey walls screeched as he scratched another day over the walls. Day 150. He dropped the stone over the ground making sure to make no noise but the rustling of the door awakened the beast and it crawled towards him. He shimmied back into the corner until no corner was left to fit into and he whimpered begging the mercy from the beast to let him go but what a deaf beast would know.

The beast took its bite, sucked his memory and left over the ground was a filled with tears Draco Malfoy waiting for the numbness to settle in. His life was becoming more meaningless than it ever had been, only now, he didn’t had anything more left to offer.

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me reading my own fanfic: where’s the rest, you fool

Dear 2021, 

You weren’t a blessing obviously, not one of the best years I had but I’m grateful for everything. I wish I was more better with words but here’s what I have to say. With the year end, it marks exactly an year of me discovering Drarry community and there’s nothing i’m more thankful for. Here’s my gratitude to one of the best people I’ve met here and adore with all my heart,

My first and foremost goes to @just-ineffable-things do you know when we first met? Me either but I took the pain to go through my first masterlist and you’ve been connected to me since my 6th prompt, Pinned. Do you even know how long ago that was? Way before anyone I met in the community quite possibly. I remember waiting for you to leave comments on my prompts as soon as I used to post it and would grin like a baby when I’d finally see it. I think if it wasn’t for you supporting me, I’d had given up writing for Drarry (Ik i say that a lot but its true). I love and you’ll forever be my platonic drarry soulmate 🦋

Secondly, It goes to my dear beloved @drarrywords, you are quite possibly another best thing that happened to me this year. If it wasn’t for you proofreading even my shittiest works, I don’t know what i’d had done. So, Thank you, I absolutely love you and probably always will. 💜.

Now @thebusyfangirl and @weirdvibeskid I haven’t seen you both in a couple of days and I hope wherever you are, You know that I miss you and that I cherish you. I adore you. You’re also among the key reasons why I kept going and I hope you know that. I love both of you so much, My virtuals hugs should reach you anytime soon.

@disastercomingfaster remember me? How long has it been, 4 or 5 months I think!! I just want you to know that I still think of you and you still hold the same position in my heart that you did when I first met you. Thank you for becoming my friend.I miss you and I adore you. 

@harryandginnydeservesbetter Hi, Firstly, my hugs for you. I want you to know one thing and that is more than anything I can ever say for you, I’d scream on top of the world If I have to, I love you and I’m glad I found you. You have no idea how blessed I am to have found you, please stay with me, okay. Ily..💜

Now to some of the best people I found here who inspired me every single day @slytherinnbitch @phoebe-delia @rockingrobin69 @drarrily-we-row-along @slytherco @krystalliumm @drarryspatronus @drarryboosterclub @nv-md @l0vegl0wsinthedark @sitp-recs @ladderofyears @lou-isfake @cissa-bee@chinike @silver-de-vonne @shtworldstuff @flakeyakey @thecornerofbelu @sunflowerishdolphin @textrovert-01 @elizabethrosedarling and literally so many others. Thank you so much each and everyone of you, I know we might not be friends or anything for that matter but I adore you all with my whole heart.

Here's to a new year 🦋

Much love..x💜🦋