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Da Capo- Part 13- The epilogue

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TW- IMPLIED SOFT SMUT

La fin

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

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

“I want to “ 

“ Are you sure ?” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Well that is a surpise-” 

“ What ?” Draco interjected surprised. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Bonsoir à tous” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ what ?” Harry asked 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ I love you “ 

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

“ I love you “ Harry nodded 

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

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

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

“ Say that again” 

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

“ Again “ Harry whispered kissing his mandible 

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

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

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

“ I love you too “ Draco sighed in calmness. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ Now ?” Draco asked almost exasperated 

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

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

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

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

Harry only smiled. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ What-” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Harry smiled then kissed him again. 

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“ Where to ?” he asked from behind the counter 

“ 2 tickets to London “ 

  <THE END>

Da capo - part 6

Trail post part 1 to 5

Ritenuto (Italian: ‘held back’)

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

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

TW- NSFW | EXPLICIT WORK | IMPLIED SMUT

Voldemort with a hat by Harry potter

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" it's still funny "

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

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

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

" you bet I am " Draco challenged smugly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Take a look yourself" he replied distractedly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" bet it'd be fun " Draco smiled.

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

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

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

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

" what is it ?" Harry insisted.

" you'll laugh at me " Draco replied

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

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

" wanna try with me ?" Harry asked finally.

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

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

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

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

Draco nodded.

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

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

" thick or thin ?" Harry asked suddenly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" neither for me " Draco smiled.

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

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

Guess that penis pottery worked out well after all.

Requests open / previous fics

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

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

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

Let me take care of you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ Water got in my nose “ Draco tried to explain 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ Not my apron ” Draco whined and then sneezed. 

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

“ Here, let me help-” 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ Wanna try again ?” Harry mockingly asked. 

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

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

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

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

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

“ Did you check your temperature ?” Harry asked 

“ I did “ Draco lied and Harry caught on. 

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

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

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

“ Maybe its battery ran out “ Harry mumbled. 

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

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

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

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

“ wha-” draco turned red 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" I feel tired " Draco mumbled sleepishly.

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

" what's the matter ?" Harry asked.

Draco gulped " nothing"

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

" nothin-"

" that's not true " Harry sternly said.

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

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

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

" No " Harry sweetly replied with a small smile.

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

" you're seriously not going-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Harry furrowed his eyebrows then nodded uncertainly.

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

" I'll be okay " Harry reassured.

" No, you must be starving-"

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

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

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

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

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

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

" But I'm not hungry "

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

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

“ You should eat now “ Harry insisted

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

“ Malfoy- “

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

“ Mac and cheese ?” Draco nodded.

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

“ TV ?” Harry asked Draco and he nodded.

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

“ That smells nice “

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

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

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

“ I wasn’t-”

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

“ That’s too low “

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

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

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

" My hands are just pretty warm now "

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

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

" Potter " Draco glared.

" I'm really not hungry " Harry shrugged

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" you told me " Harry nodded.

" No I didn't-"

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

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

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

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

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

" is something wrong?" Harry asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

" Potter "

" yeah ?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

" I'm sorry " but he couldn't stop laughing.

The rest of the night Draco remained on Harry's lap as he took care of him in ways Draco had forgotten he could be taken care of with all his questions going away as of what would it advantage Harry and allowed himself in to be. He even knew Harry didn't sleep most of the night because he was checking how warm he was every once in a while and when Draco had grown restless in the middle of the night because he was shivering, Harry took care of it by rubbing his hands over his feet and putting him in 2 more pair of socks and Singing him a lullaby to put him to sleep. Draco woke up in the morning to find Harry sleeping while sitting but mumbling incoherent things and unconsciously checking on Draco, he almost wanted to laugh but for obvious reasons he found it endearing waking up to Harry by his side and not completely alone. It was as if he could even imagine doing more than often.

The rest of the day Harry insisted on staying and taking care of Draco, while he insisted Harry should go home. Ultimately they settled for Harry going back home for a while to freshen up and come back and as Said Harry did came back in an hour and immediately made him soup while Draco watched him endearingly.

" I never thought I'd have The Harry Potter in my kitchen making me soup " Draco laughed.

" Well you Never even thought we'd be working together either but here we are and we are now friends, so I guess life is full of surprises after all " Harry grinned.

" oh we're friends ?" Draco teased

" we definitely are Draco " Harry raised an eyebrow at him challenging him.

" oh are w-" but his sentence was cut short with a sneeze and Harry immediately handed him a tissue.

" We are " Harry Stated and this time Draco didn't try to challenge him, they obviously were friends now.

And as promised Harry took care of Draco in his own arms, helping him relieve some headache that had Returned and sharing with him some of his greatest life stories and it all seemed very fitting as if they'd been doing this their whole life. It seemed perfect.

Within a couple of days, Draco was all set to be back in the office but when he had, he was received with a letter that Harry wouldn't make it to the office.

Without thinking Draco barged into his place finding a Harry bundled up in blankets, his heart melting at the sight.

" let me take care of you my very dear friend" Draco smiled at him teasingly then shoved off his coats and left it on the arm rest of the couch.

Harry tipped off his head laughing in a husky tone then sneezing immediately " please do- I'm dying here without you "

And that was the start of their love story. Not every love story is born out of A girl meets a boy and they fall in love and live happily ever after, some are born with boy meets a boy and they hate each other until they learn to love one another because loving each other was so much more easier than hating each other.

The Cards Of Fate

" Walk with me " He smiled, the other one nodded and they walked with each of their bicycles in their hands. And they did until they were exactly where they needed to be.

They parked their bicycles across the wall, one leaning over another.

" where are we going now then ?" Draco finally asked.

Harry smiled at him then took his hand in his own and asked him to just walk with him and to trust him on this one. Within a few moments Draco realised they were walking into a farm with a scarecrow around the centre, an empty place but a welcoming one . They only Walked for a few more moments until Harry halted and took out his handkerchief from his pocket, casting an enlargement charm and sprawled it over the grass in between of the farm.

" So what ? We're gonna lay here in just anybody's farm ?" Draco asked but he could hardly contain his smile.

" That is exactly what we're going to do " Harry grinned and offered his hand for Draco to take to sit down, Draco took his hand like a charm and sat down over the now turned into sheets.

Harry sat down next to him leaning back with the support of his elbows and his knees bent looking at Draco endearingly.

" So that's your end of the date rendezvous " Draco chuckled.

" Indeed and now we're going to know about constellations because you know them " Harry smiled at him. Draco smiled back at him then leaned back the same way Harry was leaning then looked at the open night sky they could hardly see in the city.

" you see that weird antena sort of looking constellation, sort of a T but a little bent? Right there ?" Draco pointed, taking Harry's hand in his own to draw the hand Draco's was to learn the constellation " that's Cancer"

" charming " Harry chuckled. Draco elicited a sort laugh himself then kept staring in the sky to find another.

" you see that Indian doll sort of thing that looks like it's shooting an arrow ?"

" where ?"

Draco took his hand again and pointed right where his eyes was " you see it ?"

" no "

" come closer " and Harry did, he was close enough to Draco to feel his breath fanning over his neck, blood immediately gushing in his cheeks, making him blush.

" you see it now ?"

Harry looked at Draco for a moment in fondness then turned again to the sky and finally agreed.

" That's orion " Draco said. Harry's face became distraught for only a second upon old memories flooding through but then he remembered the way he had learned through Draco to find Beauty in loss and he smiled remembering Sirius.

Draco Turned to Harry finally, brushing his hair behind his ear with a smile on his face that was somewhere in between love and respect. There was fondness in the way he was smiling but there was pride it held as though he was so proud of Harry like he had never seen a man like himself, like he'd never ever meet someone like him ever again in his life and he was happy to have met him.

And then there was this smile Harry had always found hard to label, it was always a mix of happiness and sadness but never quite enough to be either separately, he always wondered why that smile but he never asked until now.

" what ?" Harry asked grazing Draco's face with his own fingers in a light touch then taking his hand away to hold Draco's hand.

Draco collapsed on the ground with a sigh but didn't Stop smiling or looking at Harry.

" one year " Draco finally whispered.

Harry leaned down pressing a soft kiss over his cheek then saying " it's unbelievable but it's true. One year "

" You must be one stupid idiot to be with me" Draco teased.

" As I last heard " Harry joked so they dissolved in muffled laughs until they were left with Draco smiling the same way he was smiling at him before.

" 365 days of putting up with my bullshit, with my tantrums, with trying to gain my trust, my ego issues, my problems, my nonsense, my life, me, why would someone ever want to do that ?" Draco genuinely asked.

Harry could've said so many things, so many about how Draco doesn't give himself enough credit or how he isn't who he think he is or how he isn't that hard to be with or how he's the best thing that happened to him despite everything but he ushered in a small sentence perfectly " you're right, I want to do it 365 more days and then another 365 more days, then another, then another, then another till we're grey and old and you'd forget that we'd been together for longer than 365 days, I want to do it forever with you and I don't mind it at all "

Draco's smile turned into a little frown then a single tear glossed his left eye and then he chuckled " I should be mad at you, or say you're stupid or should be upset with you, but- I can't- you're still making me smile "

" that's a good thing then because I always want to make you smile, I like it when you smile, it's pretty and it's very gorgeous and it makes my heart Runs faster in a good way and I like that. I like it when you smile Draco, I love it and I hate it when you cry " Harry told him, with a gaze full of fondness.

Draco shook his head then leaned upwards towards Harry and placed a kiss over his lips pouring what he couldn't say out loud, perhaps letting this kiss make him understand better of what he wants to say but can't because he's tongue tied. Perhaps in the kiss he's trying to tell him that he wants all of that too but can't say it because Harry already knows it and there is no use in telling him what he already knew, yet he separated for just a moment and said

" You're such a sap "

" I love you "

Draco smiled again " I Love you too " and they resumed kissing each other while fate drew their cards to Never separate them,even In another life.

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Ghost man

A request from Instagram on Life of Draco Malfoy

It doesn't Sting, nor does it burn something inside, it doesn't change anything. Burning that list that he made notes of to how to be a man, now burning it didn't make any difference. It Only caused the smoke to go up his face, his fingers heating up as the spreading fire on the paper reaches closer to his fingers from which he held, the ashes falling in the bin he kept beneath. It didn't change anything, it doesn't move anything inside him as he thought it would and it didn't because now it was too late. He had only been a child, at a mere age of 16 when he had learned it was already too late, already too late to correct his mistakes, so Early in his life he was done with living, so young. So early in his life he knew it was too late, what child thought that ? Him. But now, it's far too late for anything to ever even be changed, he's already the man he loathes.

He can sense it when he looks at the flower vendor across where he lives, how his heart is rolled on his sleeve, how he always gives one rose to the little girl without cost and the guy behind the counter in departmental store who somehow always puts candies in Draco's bag for free or the girl who sits in the pharmacy who always happens to give him an extra strip of paracetamol or his friends from school who are still in touch and everyone once in a while meets up at a brunch and fight over who would pay but Draco, he's a ghost man just living in a mortal world. Where there should've been a heart, there's just a large black hole like somebody had taken it away ages ago and told him he didn't deserve it and gave it to someone who needed a heart. How do you survive without the heart? You don't, you're dead.

He's dead inside and out like the core of a log, he have been for a long time but sometimes his non existent black holed heart twitches for love, a forbidden love even perhaps or any kind of love. He's on all the pages of business magazines, in articles over front pages of newspapers, he's one of the most successful event planner in and outside wizarding World, almost a celebrity, the worth, the fame, the money he have and all for nothing. What wouldn't he do to just trade it to go back to his manor when he was five years old and frolick and roll around in the grass rather than sitting on the table being taught table manners. What wouldn't he do to trade to get a time turner so he could undo his life. What wouldn't he trade to just feel loved, not just true love but the love that is poured out from the heart of a mother to the son in a night tales, the love that is given by his father in a sweet licorice candies, the love that a friend gives when they kiss their cheeks, the love that is shared between friends, the love that could be shared by lovers. What wouldn't he do to trade his life to be the flower vendor across the street or the girl at the pharmacy or to be the guy from departmental store or his friends, just to feel loved and maybe cherished and Just to be offered a little smile as he would walk to his office but nothing would be traded because nothing is worth the trade, it was all too late to press the button of life and change it. It was far too late, he had already been neglected by the father who was supposed to love him, already been with a mother who talked more of the events and his work than asking how's he been, he had already been the friend everyone just thinks is suitable for a one night stand, he had already been the friend everyone was intimidated of, he had already been the guy who's been hated by so many out of spite and jealousy.

But it's not like he didn't had everything. He had everything. Everything he didn't want including the perfume that rests in the back of his wardrobe he got it when he was merely 14, the silk pajamas that are far too itchy to be worn, the tuxedo he no longer fits in and 10 more which he doesn't even like, the bean bag that had never been sat on, the expensive china he never had anyone to even share with, the expensive watches his mother bought him which now are almost 6 Years old and had stopped working, the expensive bed sheets gifted by someone that is somewhere in the attic that he Never would use, the expensive wallet that he can never for the life of him change to because he's grown attached to his 8 year old wallet, the snow globe he got when he was only 7 that sits on his showcase he rarely ever even sees, the cuff links his father bought him when he was 15 on Christmas that he had only worn in the day of Christmas and never sought to even spare another glance at it, he had everything yet, he had absolutely nothing, he lived in an Empty place all by himself to share nothing with no one.

He thinks a lot of the times when he was so frustrated at his parents, at his teacher's, at his friends, at the people, at the world, everyone, when he just wanted to change to someone who was a better person, who gave free potion lessons to young pupils, someone who wasn't arrogant and had been in one book nerd clubs, someone who wasn't thursted upon with decision like who to be be, what to become, someone who was allowed to make mistakes, someone who was allowed to spill over the table, someone who wasn't forced to be the top of the class, someone who wasn't ashamed of himself, someone who had his own life he curated but he wasn't that person and he was never going to be because there's just so little left in his life to change that now the deadness that flows in him forbids him to even try to change anything. He wishes a lot that he had someone like Harry Potter had to tell him what's wrong, to help him create a good path, to tell him that his life was his own, people who might've even praised him and loved him but he had none and he was convinced that he was never going to find anyone. Who would want to be with a dead man?

And so where he sits right now burning the list of things he had made notes of how to be and who to become, it doesn't change anything and he lights his cigarette from the burning fire, letting the burning paper slip from his hand and drop into the bin after it had burnt his dead finger's. He holds the cigarette between his finger and walks over to the balcony of his dead like apartment and brings the cigarette to his lips, he doesn't like the taste, but the likes how it's killing him. The power of cigarette was infact in the fact that it burnt his lungs, killing him slowly, that was now his purpose of life, wasn't it?

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Two Ghosts

- Halloween but Drarry

" so who's this secret boyfriend of yours ?" Hermione asked as she helped put the last batch of pumpkin looking cupcakes in the oven, then dusting off her hands in the tissue.

" It's secret for a reason mione " Harry replied as he chewed on the batter then immediately threw it up on the Napkin knowing it tasted very raw.

" Mate, just tell us who it is, I'm sure we're gonna love him anyways" Ron added doing the same as Harry.

" I know but we're both just not ready to you know just meet each other's friends. It's like meeting each other's family because we grew up together and it seems like a big deal for both of us, we just need a bit of a time alright. But he is coming to the party tonight, so maybe then you can sort of see him or something " Harry explained shrugging leaning on the kitchen counter.

" I don't get it though Harry, we as families as you put it that way should know who he is and it's not like you've been dating for a couple of days or something, you've going out for 4 months and I can see it on yout face how serious it is, so just please- please let us meet him?" Hermione pretty much begged

" I don't know you guys, you lot can be a bit too much- and I don't want to overwhelm him. He- he's just sort of you know not that too much of a guy- he's silent sort of person-"

" Mate we'd be as silent as possible- we won't even speak, we'll use sign language " Ron interjected.

Harry shook his head laughing half heartedly then frowning with a little smile " I don't know-"

" Harry, we're gonna love him no matter what. We just want to know who is this special guy who lights up your life like no one ever did " Hermione quoted Harry from one of the few conversations Harry's boyfriend had been a hot topic of.

"I mean-"

" please- Please Harry, I promise I won't bite " Ron interjected again almost on the kitchen counter to beg in front of Harry.

Harry started laughing then finally nodded " Fine, I'll- just tell him that you guys really want to meet "

Hermione pumped her hand in the air as a victory and then the oven beeped.

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" So who is it ?" Ron eagerly asked fixing his vampire teeth for the millionth time.

" I- he's- I'll go get him " Harry nervously replied.

" It's the guy in the ghost Dress right, same as yours- you guys really needed to be creative " Ron shrugged.

Harry rolled his eyes from under the white sheet with two eye Holes then informed he's gonna bring his boyfriend to meet them. He wiped his sweaty palms at the side of his sheet then promptly walked towards his boyfriend then upon reaching tapping him on his shoulder because Harry was apparently shorter than him.

" Hey- you look great- beautiful even " Harry blushed then shook his head coming to the point and leaving to reply to the compliments for later.

" Ron and Hermione wants to meet you- they've been nagging me about it all week and now that you're here they would burn holes in me if I didn't make you meet them "

"Not gonna lie- same goes for Pansy and Blaise- they've been constantly eating my head off to just meet you- but I just-"

" I'm afraid they wouldn't like you "

" me too Harry, but we had to one day " He shrugged. Harry huffed out a breath then nodded.

" are you sure you want to meet them ?"

His boyfriend nodded. Harry then nervously took his hands in his own and started walking towards Ron and Hermione.

" yours Palms are all sweaty Harry"

" Nervous " Harry replied shortly.

His boyfriend stopped them for a little, then kissed the top of Harry's head with the sheets in between " it's going to be alright "

Harry immediately blushed then took him to his friends.

" Guys- that's my boyfriend D- boyfriend " Harry told them.

He shook hands with his friend's in a nice gesture but didn't introduce himself.

" seriously Harry- We can't know his name " Hermione whined.

" I told you guys- we're just not ready " Harry pointed.

" we're really not- it's too much for us right or at least we think so but I would really love to meet you guys one day without these stupid sheets in between that I've tripped over 15 times " His boyfriend said.

" Harry's idea ?" Ron asked chewing on his cupcake.

He nodded then Ron Started telling him about the story of how previous year in Halloween Hermione dressed the couple as bunnies and Ron had collapsed on the ground three times almost losing his tooth in the process.

" glad we didn't dress up as bunnies then " they Chuckled.

" I wanted to go for this aladdin and jasmine but apparently my sweet boyfriend Harry refused to be jasmine -"

" I will never dress up as jasmine- the fake boobs were too much " harry rolled his eyes making the rest of them laugh. They talked a bit more until they decided Harry should meet his boyfriends friends too.

As they were walking off they heard Hermione say " His voice and accent was awfully familiar- as if I hear it somewhere everyday- just can't remember "

They shared a nervous and immediately fled off to his boyfriend's friends.

" So you're the best sex he's ever had- not going to lie- offended " Blaise put his hand over his chest to pretend as if he was hurt but Pansy slapped his arm and told him to shut it off.

" I was kidding of course " But Harry was blushing irresistibly. Good thing they were under sheets.

" He's just like that- I gotta say whoever you are- you put a smile on Draco's face no one's ever been able to put- like yesterday he started blushing just by me mentioning that you guys would look a cute couple dressed up as Mr. And Mrs. Smith- like- seriously and god the endless stories about how my boyfriend cooks great or how he's so amazing, my boyfriend this- my boyfriend that- I've never seen him so swooned- and you know- "

" Pansy- I think that's enough embarassment for today " Draco was furiously blushing and Harry knew it in the way he was still holding his hand but still didn't let go and clutched his hand in a soft grip to reassure that he loves this.

" Oh please- ignore him I want to know all the embarassing stories " Harry insisted laughing. They talked for a long while until Draco basically dragged them out of the conversation and took him to the photobooth, shoving him inside with not much of a push.

" Wha-" But Draco grabbed Harry's white sheet and pulled it over his head, then doing the same with his own and kissing him abruptly. Harry took it by surprise in the beginning but followed him as soon as he realised he was kissing his boyfriend and how much better now it felt to finally have his alone time with him.

" what was that for ?" Harry panted smiling.

" Just missed your lips " Draco smiled, his face and his lips all red but in a cute way.

" then do it again " and they did. They made out inside the booth for a while until they finally put the booth in use and decided to put the quarter in.

" I- really like you " Harry suddenly said. Draco Turned to him in surprise.

" I really like you and it scares me " Harry said.

Draco smiled at Harry then took his hand in his own and kissing his knuckles " if it makes it any better- I'm always scared but when I'm with you- everything is just better- like a hundred times better "

Harry smiled at Draco irresistibly then finding it impossibily hard to not kiss him so he did, softly over his lips then pressed his forehead against Draco's.

" you make my everyday better too "

And they chuckled.

" think they liked me ?"

" absolutely " Harry reassured " me ?"

" they've never liked anyone better " Draco reassured then they finally turned to face the camera and saw the shutter go off. They waited for one more but it didn't happen and finally came to the conclusion that the pictures were clicked while they had been busy kissing and adoring each other.

They took out the picture and sat there staring at their pictures that had somehow became one of the best moments captured live.

" this one's my favourite " Draco pointed in the one where Harry blushed while Draco was kissing his hand.

" Always a gentlemen " Harry chuckled. Draco chuckled then kissed him softly and decided to finally get out of the booth after having covered them back in their sheets.

" oops " Draco immediately said as he opened the curtain and there stood all their friends.

" we can explain-"

" About time " They all groaned.

Harry frowned tossing his sheets over his head " what ?"

" we'd been waiting for you two to get together for centuries " Pansy rolled her eyes. Draco too tossed his sheets over his head exactly as confused as Harry.

" really ?"

" of couse- could you two be any more perfect for each other " Hermione pointed. Harry smiled then looked at Draco.

" we don't have to hide "

Draco smiled back at Harry put his arms around his shoulder and kissing the top of his head, again in a soft gesture to convey that he was Infact very happy this happened " we don't have to hide "

They all talked off with each other complaining about their failed plans to get them together while Harry and Draco just enjoyed seeing their friends bickering with each other and it made them realise how much they loved this, a space where they could be with each other without the fear and seeing the people who mattered them the most liking each other.

" Wanna dance to Bon Jovi ?" Harry asked Draco while their friends were still bickering.

" Always " and they fled off to dance floor with their sheets put on themselves again like two ghosts enjoying themselves mimicking the electronic guitar in the bridge of the song with full enthusiasm and in those moments of laughing off while dancing they realised if there was one person they want to share all of their dances with where they play guitar in the air while everyone stared at them as if they were crazy, then they were that person for each other.

I never go extra but today's Halloween and it won't be halloween if you're not extra. Happy Halloween everyone 🎃

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Batteries

Dialogue Prompt 7- “ you’re not a friend anymore, remember ?” request by @everlydream, sorry for taking such a long time to get back to you.

It hurts.

It still hurts a little too much when you see the man who was supposed to be yours been taken by someone else so close to you. It hurts when you see him smile, when you see him become the person he does but at the cost of losing you because you knew somewhere deep inside you he was better off without you but when he pushes you away over and over again and without a reason, without so much so of an explanation breaking an unspoken promise of forever, it hurts a little too much even though you pretend you're not hurt, it still does every time you think of it.

Its been an year and half since I heard from you, i wonder a lot what went wrong, why did you and I both pushed each other away and more why didn’t you and I try harder, didn’t we say we’d graduate together, didn’t we? Then where were you and I when we walked the graduation floor and we weren’t there in the crowd. I wonder if you too secretly like me from behind the windows of abandoned classroom watched me walk off my graduation. It upsets me still to think of why did you walk away from me, was I such a bad friend ? was i incapable of making you feel loved ? were you bored of me ? Did i start annoying you ? Or simply you stopped caring ? I'd like to know and I'd like to know a lot of other things too like when was the first time you realised you didn't want to be friends with me anymore or anything even more ? Or where even are you right now ? Or had it always been Someone else and you Always thought I was a burden you just had to carry ? But as these questions remain unanswered I tend to dwell on our memories together, our days together, our time and everything and I smile ever so often and then my smile turns into a frown as I lie on the grass watching the sky change its colour. I remember in the ways you had stopped your interactions with me towards the end, was there really nothing left to talk about or was it just you didn't want to anymore ? I remember the first time it had hit me in December that you didn't see me the same way anymore or wanted anything to do with me anymore when I had happily came to tell you something and you had dodged off my enthusiasm like a base ball, I remember it hurt, I remember it vividly killing me inside and the way I knew it then that we weren't going to last long, that maybe we'll last a few more months but the thought of losing you was unsettling to me, something that I believed I wouldn't be able to live without because I had known you for so long now, we've been friends for longer than we ever thought we could be and because we had some of our best moments together, I just wasn't ready to let go at all, I was holding onto one last ray of hope that one day miraculously you'd start talking to me again. But I made the mistake of staying shut and letting you create distance when I should've said so many things, when I should've called you out but I didn't and maybe it seemed to you that I didn't care enough either but it has been days since I last saw you, your image inside my head is starting to fade, your face is dimming away so is your smile, your hands, your nose, the way you smelled, everything about is starting to fade away and I'm just holding onto the last of the memories and they're going to run out soon like the last of batteries left.

I wish a lot you hadn't gone, I wish that one day you just didn't decided to strand me but as they say not all wishes come true so I've started making peace with your abandonment even though I Always think of you. Maybe it hurts more because I always thought you were going to be the one for me, the one who wouldn't ever leave me, the one who'd stick with me through my thick and thin, the one I'd meet the day afternoon graduation and gossip about how annoying the ceremony was, the one I'd suggest to work in the same place, the one I'd want to do everything with because in the moments we had spent together, especially the one of your early moments, I knew that you were the person I'd never have to leave, the one I'd never have to worry about but you are the one person I thought who'd never leave me but did. You are that person and I can't help it. And sometimes I have this weird addiction to the pain and I end up picturing you with me and having a forever with you but then the reality crashes in and reminds me I only have you in my memories. That's what I think I'll always have you in now. If i were given a nickel for everytime I thought about turning back time and going over and over again where it went wrong but the problem was that isn't it, I don't know where it went wrong, I do not know and it sometimes kills me but to think of knowing the answer just oddly unsettles me and I think that maybe I'm better off knowing it because if I did, I'd hurt more than it already does.

But now that I see you across the isle dropping the packet of barley in your shopping cart I can't bring myself to take my eyes off you until you finally see me.

" Harry " you excitedly say and walk towards me with your arms open and hug me, I don't hug back, I don't know why.

" it's been so Long, I haven't seen you in over an year " you say it with such a grin that It seems as if you're so happy about it, maybe you are ?

" Before Graduation actually " I Corrected you.

" so what's going on with you- anything new ?" Why do you want to know?

" nothing new- just the same old things " I shrug casually even though I was browsing your face and remembering it all over again as if I'm seeing you for the first time ever. I notice you got freckled and now you have small wrinkles side your eyes from smiling, and the way your eye brows have turned sharper and your jaw a little more pointed and then just as casually I notice the ring on your finger, I didn't want to ask but you sensed it.

" oh yeah- got engaged a few months ago- I'm getting married next month- oh- you should come " you chirped clapping your hands together in low noise to show your excitement but when I see you like this, you're not the same Draco I remember.

" I would but " I pause, glancing at you one last time then continuing " you're not a friend anymore, remember ?- we're no longer friend's. You don't call someone on your wedding you didn't meet on graduation, so it'd be weird. It was nice seeing you though but I don't think I can do it " and I walk away before I could've seen the look on your face.

You didn't run after me, like you didn't last time. Like I didn't the last time and this time I stranded you and I wonder if it hurt you the same way an year and half ago like it does to me right now. But maybe you are better off without me and it's okay to me. Now that I've seen you today I'll remember you a for a little while longer, like my batteries have been recharged but only a little and it would soon come a time when you'd just exist as a blurry face in my head with a name and maybe one day I'd be fine with it too.

Even if that one day never comes.

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End of the world

Dialogue prompt 28- " nothing has changed " " it has and you know it "

Hurt/comfort | Do not pound me it was all her @everlydream

" one ticket ?" Harry whispered hurriedly getting hold of one of the rods to keep himself from colliding into the bus conductor

" to where mister ?" His accent was wheezy and barely audible but coherent enough for Harry to understand what he was saying.

" Devon " Harry replied jerking forward almost slamming his face into the conductor.

The conductor gave him his ticket after having collected the money and Harry walked off to the back of the bus apologizing once in a while when he stepped on someone's shoe or accidentally bumped into someone because of the bus. He finally reached the back seat and sat down in one of the empty seats, sighing to himself.

" biscuit ?" The old man next to him asked but he politely denied and took out his walkman from the Only bag he was carrying, showing it to the old man as if telling him that he'd be doing this while he ate his biscuit then plugging his headphones and stuffing his hand in his pocket. For just one moment he closed his eyes and dropped his head against the seat but because of a jerk he realised he wouldn't be able to sleep so he stayed awake staring in front, his feets crossed ahead of him and his husband's favorite playlist buzzing in his ear, popular jazz from 1940-1960s. He watches as one by one the passenger decreased over time, even the old man next to him had left and he was left all alone in the back with a few other people still sitting in the bus in the front seats. He couldn't help himself but with irony being the tag along tonight he thought of how all his life had nothing but been like this bus, passengers getting off on stops after stops, people going away that he might never see again until there are only a few or one person left who stays till the last, the final destination. His husband tonight had stepped off the bus.

It's been a long, long time buzzes through his ears and he fails to conceal his smile as he is vividly reminded of night of the wedding and how like every couple, they had a song and this was their song. They never wanted to be one of those couple's who have a song or have to embark something as just their own but for once, only once in life they embarked something as their own, the coincidental playing of the same song they had danced on at the last ball at school and the night of the wedding and both times they had started a new journey. He hums along still smiling and looking far ahead at the motionless passangers, the conductor, the bus driver, the Chinatown keychain dangling off on the rearview mirror, he finally allows himself to ponder. What led him here ? The fight, not just any fight but the fight. It had been 5 years since they got married and like every other couple the first few years had been the most amazing one's of their wedded life but from 4th year onwards, ever since they started to looking for slight changes in life things started taking a harsh turn. With Harry working late a lot and Draco coming home burnt in potions and the rejection from the house they wanted because of being gay, everything started messing up, it was one thing after another and they were just holding off themselves, from fighting, from Being disappointed, from being angry or sad, they didn't dwell on their failures but it hurt them a lot even if they pretended it didn't, for the sake of the other, after all they were just trying to protect each other but with everything going haphazard, bizzare even their lives turned into series of unfortunate events and they held themselves off like usual until they faced the 7th rejection from the adoption agency, Harry's demotion onn a case and 3rd rejection for a house and their lack of time for each other crossed the boundaries they had Maintained for so Long. It was like the kettle of water had been whining for so long to take it off the stove but they had left it be and it was finally bubbling water all out and they didn't know what to do.

" So we face another rejection Draco, it's not like it's new for us. We've faced Many and we'll probably face more but we'll get one " Harry has causally said as he dropped off his bag at the table and taking off his coat. He should've sat by next to Draco, put his arms around him and tell him it'll be alright, but he didn't instead he walked into the kitchen and poured himself some water.

Draco Snapped and stormed into the kitchen taking away Harry's glass of water and putting it over the counter to represent that he needed his attention.

" what the hell Draco ?" Harry snapped

" How can you be so damn casual about this Harry, we'd been trying to get an adoption for almost 2 years now, we've made no progress! How can you be calm about this? This is a child we're talking About-"

" I know it's a child we're talking but what do you want me to do sulk and cry and whine about not being able to get one ?" Harry bellowed back, walking away from Draco.

" Are you implying I do that ?" Draco asked offended walking off behind him.

" I didn't say that- all I'm saying is that I can't do anything about it alright- so we don't get one- we still have more agencies to try with " Harry shrugged.

Draco shook his head forcefully " No I'm saying- you can be just a little sensitive- it's like you don't even care- like It doesn't matter to you anymore "

" like it doesn't matter to me ? I'm sorry but I'm working my ass of, over time so I can put money every time we try for adoption- if I had stopped caring I would've just stopped working at all " Harry snapped

" you're not the only working force and I appreciate you working your ass off but so am I okay- But you Harry pretend you don't care anymore, you don't have time for us, for me or for anything else anymore, you have to see that your life isn't just work. The least you can do is ask me how my day was but you've even stopped doing that and it's not fair to me, you don't give me the time and everytime we fail to adopt someone instead of us supporting each other like we used to, we just pretend it's alright like it's a casual thing but it's not- I can't pretend it doesn't hurt anymore, it hurts me a lot okay and the worst part is even if you know about it you don't care. Even Us, Harry- everything about us has changed-"

" nothing has changed-"

" yes it has and you know it " Draco harshly breathed in, driving away the tears that were threatening to spill " I hate this change and I don't want it but there is no going back- at least it doesn't seem like it and even if we talk through tonight we're going to end up being the same way the next time this happens "

" so what are you suggesting ?" Harry asked crossing his arms in his front.

Draco hesitated, closing and opening his mouth several time before he finally spoke up " I need some time- alone time- to maybe just think things through-"

" you want to take a break ?" Harry interjected, his heart collapsing into his organs and his tongue twisting inside his mouth.

" we need to take a break. We've barely talked with each other in such a long time and it's killing me because I want to but I also don't want because this is getting suffocating, it's like everything wrong that is happening I'm blaming you inside my head even though it's not it and I know you're doing the same but too afraid to even let the thought wander- I'm Afraid Harry that we'd need to separate permanently and I don't want that because I still love you and I can't find it in myself to not because despite everything I still want you everyday- just these few weeks- I've constantly felt like being alone and please just understand that you too need some alone time even if you think this is absurd and even if it's just me- I need you to understand that I need some time before it gets too late"

And that's why Harry was here right now all alone humming to the song with his head pressed against the back of the seat, tears stuck at the corner of his eyes. He shook his head smiling thinking how absurd it was that he felt like dancing to this song but the man he wanted to dance with was no longer here and had claimed he needed to get away from Harry, if only for some time.

The specific song was so magical that it could cure any of their mood. There were several times when Harry would be working late at night, going through his cases while Draco would stay awake for him to come to bed or when he'd come home from work all drained and exhausted because of how it had been and Draco would randomly put this song on and despite Harry's Denials and claims that he needed to work or to rest he could never resist himself once he'd see Draco skirting over the wooden floor with his arms in the air as if he was dancing with someone and it always felt like to Harry a space that needed to be filled, no matter what the circumstances were, he just needed to and he didn't know why but after every time he'd dance with Draco, his worries would evaporate and he'd wind up laughing and snuggling in bed with his lover. However he can't remember when was the Last time they danced, an year ago? A forced dance at a ball ? He doesn't remember and he can't remember when he forgot that he still loves Draco more than anything in his life. He can't pin down the moments when he'd came home from work and felt to himself that he needed to be away, when thing's got out of his hands and he was left just like a ghost living each day.

He hated himself right now as he looked at the empty seats besides him and all those others, how barren it felt to not be with Draco but to think of rest of his life this way, he wasn't sure he could even survive.

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" mister " Harry was violently shaken awake by the shaking of his arm by the conductor, the bus had emptied and he was the only one left " your stop "

Harry nodded, shaking his head profusely to get rid of the sleepiness then got off the bus with his bag.

He walked miles with his Walkman dangling in his hand and the bag slipping off his shoulder often until he reached the outskirts and finally had seen the water's. The advantage of it being night nobody was there and Harry disapparted to the cliff when he knew where he needed to be and sat down by the board " grunta beach ".

Due to High tides the water kept clashing with the cliff and the weather resulted in More of its contribution but he found it pleasing, the sound, the weather and the wind and the music he had again started listening to.

He slipped briskly into his memories with Draco and pin pointing in his mind each time he did it wrong, each time instead of comforting his husband he walked away without caring that it hurt him, where he became an unsupportive husband, where he stopped dancing with Draco randomly, where he stopped kissing him goodnight, and many others that led to this separation and now he was rendered with the thought of going back home to divorce papers sitting on his desk and it hurt more than anything he had ever thought of. The thought of losing Draco forever Haunted him so much and to live a life without him Just crushed his insides but when he saw the disgusted look on Draco's face when he said all those things he said tonight, Harry knew he wasn't going to return and all he thought of was not asking him for one last dance and he finally cried, he let himself weep with the water roaring more loudly as he cried more. He didn't want to live a life without Draco but now, he knew he had no option.

He thought and thought of wanting to correct his mistakes, his life, the points where it went wrong, to go back in time but Harry had fucked up so bad that even if tried to he was Afraid he might never even return and would forever be stuck in time and space and eventually leading a life without Draco. Right now no matter what he did or what he thought of, he knew Draco was gone and he wasn't going to come back.

Maybe it had been an hour or 15 minutes or 45 minute or 3 hour's, he didn't know but he heard some footsteps approach him and Harry didn't care if at this point someone came to kill him, Rob him, mug him or anything, he'd let it happen because his life had no meaning anymore but the steps were awfully familiar and just when he turned around to see who it was he went running off to him and collided into the ground hugging him.

" I'm sorry " Harry cried into his arms.

Draco coughed loudly then wrapped his arms around Harry " I know you are "

" no you don't, I really mean it- I'm sorry- I've been so terrible to you- I've been nothing but a shit husband and you put up with me for so Long but Draco I can't lose you- I don't want to separate- I don't to take a break- I can't lose you-"

" you're not losing me Harry- actually- I came here because I knew you'd be here " he sighed and pushed Harry so he was forced to sit and he sat next to him too with his hands over Harry's to wait for him to interlock them and he did.

" I came here to tell you that it's never going to be too late with you because I don't want to ever be apart from you- these 3 hours away from knowing I had pushed you away were the hardest thing I've ever had to do and I don't want it- but I do need time- not away from you but time with you, I thought I needed away from you but I don't- I need you to be with me when I cry- when I laugh or whenever I do anything, I need you " Draco's voice cracked " I really need you because this is so hard for me- facing rejection everyday- and I've been pretending that I was fine but I'm not- I can't face another rejection Harry and I want to stop trying again for adoption or a home, maybe it's not in our fate- not our Destiny maybe- but I can't deal with having little hope everytime for it to be crushed again "

Harry wiped the tear that fell off his eye and hugged him, kissing on the top of his head, himself crying " I'm sorry that we're facing this but if you need me- I promise you with everything that I will be here for you no matter what- even if they fire me from my job- I need to be with you. It just feels like I've been away from you so long that I've forgotten everything else- I need you too " he paused, knowing what he was about to say was the most soul crushing thing he was about to say but he knew there was no point in hoping any longer " and I think we should stop trying to adopt- we've been trying for so long and Maybe its not for us. So what if we don't have kids- we'll act like ones, we'll be the couple that grows old together with all sorts of fun besides Childern are huge responsibility and I could never, I've heard they're just a huge pain in the ass "

Draco chuckled and Harry kissed his face smiling " I love you Draco- and I mean this so much tonight- more than any other night "

Draco smiled at him, pressing his forehead against Harry " I love you too- it's nice to finally hear you say it "

And Harry knew what it meant and it made him hate himself but right now as Draco remained close to him, he knew he just needed reminding that he loved Draco even if for sometime he had forgotten to love him. And even though they pretended again that having no family wasn't the end of the world but it certainly was the end of a world they wanted to live in and perhaps they'd be fine with it one day.

And this night when they danced again, for the third time they started a new journey of their life.

To heal some hearts- they returned home and recieved news from the adoption agency for twins and a home not to far away.

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Another night at the Potter's

For @drarrymicrofic prompt of 2nd Nov- soap bubbles

" Harry can you please-"

" already prepared the bath- checked the water temperature- the towels are ready too- you bath scorpius and I'll cook dinner " Harry grinned.

Draco smiled at him endearingly then kissed over his lips passionately.

" what was that for ?" Harry asked touching his lips because of the lingering sensation.

" for being a wonderful parent and an amazing husband " Draco smiled, kissing his cheek one last time and took the baby with him for the bath.

" Harry ?"

He heard being called after he had already set up to prepare the dinner. He took off the apron and left it over the kitchen isle walking toward the bathroom.

" yeah ?" Harry asked Peeking his head inside through the door.

" why are there so many soap bubbles ?" Draco asked.

But the question was answered as their dog emerged from the bath like a god sneezing immensely.

" not again " Harry groaned and they performed the whole ritual again like they did every other night, Draco taking care of the baby and Harry running after Milo, the dog to wrap him up in towels too, eventually Scorp crawling after Milo and hugging him to protect him from cold and Draco trying desperately to separate them and then at the end of night Harry and Draco would Laugh at their miseries then smile because they wouldn't have it any other way.

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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The rustling grew louder and louder as people walked by suffocating the place more than it already was. It was a stuffy busy day today and the elevators were more stuffed than usual meaning today was perhaps an important day or it was incredibly hot outside and people were looking for shelter, to be in the calm cool place.

" 6 months " He said

Harry ran his handkerchief down his neck, trying to get rid of the sweat that had formed because his boss refused to close his window which caused the temperature of the room to rise what seemed like 90°F. It was an extremely hot day, Harry thought and from what he could see outside his open window was the burning bright blue and white, radiant as ever.

" What's in it for me ?" Harry asked

" Pride, integrity, work force, a promotion too maybe. He's been in the cell for over 6 months, we need to make sure that his being in the cell wouldn't raise more questions " His boss confessed openly

" What if he's in there for a wrong cause ?" Harry truthfully asked

" We're convinced he's a murderer. His mother confides otherwise-"

" A minor ?" Harry interjected disgusted

" Not a minor, at least not now. He's a death eater and every death eater is a murderer " His boss harshly sneered

Harry wished to go otherwise, to tell him that's not true, to tell him that the world isn't divided into death eaters and non death eaters but it would hardly make a difference because his boss saw death eaters as the dirt of his shoe and anyone who dared to go against him became like Bob from muggle artifacts, stuck there without a promotion in a small office since 4 years. Harry nodded hesitantly.

" case file is on your table, show me your best. Convince me that he can't be released " He said and this time Harry didn't nod,how could he. He just departed back to his office to convince himself that he works only because he likes having a purpose and trying to make it a better place. He nodded his head as he walked past people he knew in a gesture of acknowledging them before he reached his office and sighed in relief locking his door behind him and approaching his desk, the case file already being there. 

He pushed his hair back from his forehead, pouring out a glass of water as he opened the case files kept there drinking some water little by little realizing 2 of the files were the cases he already did and opened the last open finally as he drank some more. 

He choked as soon as he the picture attached to the file with a clip on and pushed away his glass of water. He hadn’t seen that face since he got out of school and it took him by surprise when he bought the file more closer to himself and watched the moving picture for a long time, a frown to a numb look switching over and over as if he didn’t care anymore, like he had done this several times. Harry finally moved his eyes from the picture and shifted to the lettered papers. He slanted his head unconsciously as he read word by word. 

Name : Draco Malfoy 

Date of birth : 5 June 1980

Sex : Male 

Blood status : Pure blood 

Blood line : Malfoy 

Date of imprisonment : 3rd January 2003 

Cause of imprisonment: Suspected murder of Ben Codsworth 

Evidences at crime scene : Knife, Draco Malfoy’s wand, Draco Malfoy’s footprints, Draco Malfoy’s hand prints over furniture and wand. 

Harry sighed as he flipped through more pages skimming over the evidence’s and brief of the crime scene. He read briefly about Draco and focused more on the part of the statements against him, statement given the guard on duty saying Draco came for a visit like usual and the forensics review over the matching DNA, the photo’s of the marked outline where the body was found but what caught him more was Draco’s statement upon the case. 

“ L'appel du vide ”

Harry frowned when he read further the statement over and over and wondered later whether Draco could have killed a man or not, he admitted later that he didn’t murder anyone but he admitted he vividly doesn't deny of killing. The statements against him involves the act of saying that he was nothing but a manipulator. 

Harry thoroughly began reading the file, word by word, taking him by surprise upon knowing that Draco had disappeared for 3 years after the war without any information about anything or his whereabouts or any rest of it but as soon as his return became evident, he was imprisoned with the charge of being a killer. It was hard to guess whether he was the killer or not but reading more and more about the case and Draco’s repeated statement, it felt otherwise, like his words meant something else. Upon reading further of many more of officer's statements about the murder when taped while he was in azkaban Draco convinced the reporter that he had been planning a murder viciously but had been extremely unfortunate, but most of his statements were ended with blanks meaning the statements were too long or classified to be put in the file or more than often he kept uttering in his sentences " L'appel du vide "

“ I need the tapes from January 2003, Draco Malfoy’s case “ Harry told the librarian at the ministry after having being unsuccessful of convincing himself to not be thoroughly invested.

“ They are classified “ she said.

Harry blinked harshly “ what if I bring a permit ?” 

The lady thought for a few seconds then nodded and Harry hurriedly ran off to Hermione's office.

" 70 seconds " Hermione clicked her wrist as she got up from her chair to stand in front of the mirror. 70 seconds, the seconds she'd fix her hair in.

" I need permit to attain tapes from the library on Draco Malfoy's case " Harry hurriedly said

Hermione whipped in a second, her hair going in different directions " You got his case ?"

Harry nodded " why ?"

Hermione thought for a moment deciding on whether she should tell him or not but then she did, hesitation clear in her voice " the-they all say he's gone loony- like nuts, sort of a cynic " she shrugged.

Harry scrunched his face at her " you can't say he's gone mad "

" it's not me Harry- all of them say that- they all say he's aberrant- I've heard his tapes and seen his file- it's irrational. It's all-"

" so you believe in all that they say- the man who told me to convince that someone shouldn't be released because if they're a death Eater they must be a murderer " Harry snapped

" Harry- I know the department Is messed up but you'll- you know what, fine- I'll give the permit but you're going to realise soon what Everyone is saying " Hermione sighed then took a paper and stamped over it, then handed him the permit.

" Harry " she called out to him Just before he was about to step out.

" what ?"

" don't believe everything you read or hear " Hermione nodded, then her phone rang and before Harry could ask further questions, he knew it was time to leave, so he left with questions dangling in his head.

Harry ran back off to the library and with the permit took all the recordings recorded and the video tapes there were. On reaching back to his office, he locked the doors again and put the cassettes in the cassette player and heard carefully. 

“ Do you plead guilty ?” 

“ No ” 

“ But are you a killer ?” 

“ yes ”

The investigating officer heavily groaned then asked to provide a statement claiming he murdered Ben Codsworth but he denied profusely. The first few tapes went off in Draco’s denials, admitting that he didn’t kill Ben Codsworth even though the evidences proved otherwise, he admitted that he did not kill anyone but somehow as he was reaching the last of the cassettes he heard Draco muttering continuously “ L’appel du Vide ”. Whoever was put in on the investigation was thorougly dissatisfied and frustrated by the end and asked him to say any other sentence but was met with only silence as if he had already said enough but it wasn’t until the end when Draco had finally said something otherwise as if he had always stored this for the last meeting, 

“ Killers don’t always use weapon, murder isn’t always murder and death isn’t always met. I did not kill Ben Codsworth, someone did and that's not me ”

Harry relaxed into his chair biting his nails off trying to make sense of his words and then his eyes fell upon the video tapes and he put them on the projector as well, they were the same recordings only these were video taped and Draco’s face could easily be read. On going through order Harry noticed the way Draco’s face grew duller and duller and how his face sucked in, the way his face lost any expression and numbness casting over his face and his lips over his words growing more slurry, his face had lost everything by the last tape but in the last tapes when Draco spoke his last words he had stared directly into the camera and confessed his last words, it almost felt as if to Harry that he was there and he was saying those words to Harry himself, leaving Harry feeling strange.

The pendulum clock on the wall went off and Harry packed away his things in his briefcase, taking the videos with him to perhaps play it in the night when he’s all alone after Ginny had slept. 

He flooed home like he usually did, hopeful to finally meet his fiance and soon to be wife home working on the wedding planners but he was met with the incandescent emptiness, finding a note on the table saying she went home for the night, fleur apparently needed help to take care of the newly born baby. Harry sighed as he sat the briefcase on the table, leaving it there to be while he did his routine. 

It was later in the night when Harry had been focused immensely on the wedding planning when he stretched his neck back to get some relief when his eyes fell upon the briefcase and he remembered the case files he bought home with the video tapes and this night he chose to read further on his disappearance and his paradoxical replies upon the whole matter. How could someone’s handprints be found at the crime scene even though under the effect of veritaserum he confessed he didn’t kill Ben? How can he be his killer, yet not at the same time ? 

When he read about Draco’s disappearance he tried to match the events from his life from the time period he was gone, when even his disappearance didn’t come into light, like nobody even cared but suddenly everyone cared when he was a tagged murderer. Harry’s back ached as he remained hunched over the file reading word by word about disappearance even though the whereabouts while his disappearance’s remained unknown and unimportant, what remained more important was the word Death eater highlighted multiple times. Harry couldn’t help himself but pity Draco, like he had done a lot in his life but right now as he read the concluding statements of the case he felt strangely angered at his treatment. Draco couldn't have gone mental, could he ?

Harry shook his head then craned his neck side to side, putting the paper clip at the page he left then going back to the front page and seeing Draco again, he seemed lost. He didn’t even look the same anymore, like something about him had changed or something was different but Harry wasn’t able to point what. 

He saw the clock on the wall once realizing it was past midnight then put the files back into his case after having briefly suspiciously glanced at the tapes, then shut it off. 

That night he couldn’t sleep because the image of Draco in azkaban haunted him.

Despite the lowering interactions on these Prompts recently and the lowering notes, I'm taking the risk of continuing this into a short fic, I'm afraid at the end I'd be disappointed. Anyhow, good day everyone.

He conferred at 3 in the morning, this wasn’t a normal murder case and he needed to visit Draco, very soon. 

PART 2&3

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Dreams do come true

" sometimes you know I just wish I could curl up and go to sleep and wake up in a place where I feel loved " Draco sighs as he lazily stirred his coffee with a spoon.

Harry chuckled before him " what made you say that ?"

"It's just lately I've been so damn single, I just wish I had someone you know, like that stupid couple over there " Draco nodded off in the direction of a couple sitting by the window in the corner of the cafe talking in soft Whispers and giggling about something.

" You're not that lonely draco, and relationships are not everything you know. Coming from a guy who's cursed with all dates going wrong and who's relationship somehow end up with words I'm straight, I'd say they're terrible " Harry smiled as he passed draco the Oreo biscuits he fetched out of his pockets

" but it is everything harry. Love is everything. You just haven't felt it yet " Draco sighed rolling his eyes, then taking a biscuit from Harry " i just want to be taken out on a nice date and be pampered and have the amazing sex and wake up next to him the next morning, maybe a breakfast in bed and not just with my bloody cat who jumps up and down on me to wake up " Draco slurred.

Harry laughed softly then offered " let's go on a date then. I mean we will exclude the sex part, but I can take you on a nice date, pamper you, and you know I already know all your favourite thing's and what you like to eat, and drink. It'll be perfect and your temptation would be fulfilled "

Draco looked at Harry for a few moments, reconsidering everything then lazily agreed with Harry to go on a date. The only flaw in the plan was that Draco got everything he ever looked for, the pampering, the spoiling, the cuddles, the amazing sex and the morning sex and the breakfast in bed..but perhaps it wasn't a flaw after all. They both finally got what their dreams looked like, a reality birthed from what had only been a fantasy.

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The Butterfly Effect

- Part 2

His heart fainted as he fell over to the ground another time of another day, the hungry beast had been hungrier than usual today and had chosen to feed onto the memories he had from when he was a kid leaving the faintest of lost memories reviving in his brain, but now only it hurt, like a cloud taking over his childhood. He never liked his childhood, he wasn’t ever even allowed the be a kid, always forced to grow up kid and that’s why he had Buried them in the corner of his mind, putting a lock over it so no one could’ve known but what remained of his childhood that he liked was gone when the beast fed onto his memories, he felt the numbness taking over his body and he let himself weep with unshed tears and low whimpers that nobody cared to listen anymore. 

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“ How was your visit to Fleur yesterday ?” Harry asked over the breakfast just before he was going to leave for work. 

“ You know how Sam gets really cranky but it was good, Fleur hooked me up with some really good wedding planners-” 

“ Whats wrong with the one we have ?” Harry interjected annoyed only for a moment

“ There’s nothing wrong but I heard that wedding planner’s work and it seems better than the one we have- I mean come on Harry, she’s a newbie “ Ginny shrugged 

Harry sighed “ I’ll look into it then- but if we are changing planners then you’re going to be the one who’s going to tell Miranda, she was really looking forward for this “ Harry pointed at her 

Ginny rolled her eyes sarcastically “ why do I have to be the one who breaks all the hearts ?” 

“ Because love, I don’t like breaking hearts “ Harry stood up smiling then cleaning his dishes and leaving them over the basket on the counter 

“ Fine, I’ll break her heart- I really should’ve thought about all this before I got with you “ She satirically said

Harry tipped off laughing lightly, then encircling his arms around her waist “ But now you’re stuck with me “ 

“ I am ” Ginny whined funnily. 

Harry smiled at her then pressed a soft kiss over her forehead “ I’m going to go ” 

Harry was about to walk into the floo with his briefcase when she interrupted “ aren’t you going to kiss me goodbye ?”

Like something Harry forgot, he turned and gave her a soft kiss over her lips.

“ You’re not still mad at me ?” Ginny asked looking up at Harry. He looked at her for a moment longer then hugged her a goodbye “ I forgave you long ago ”

And he flooed to his work. 

The day went by as it should’ve, for the most part of the day, sending memo’s, approving cases to interns, helping with fellow’s cases and then finally after lunch, he retrieved back into his office and finally sat down to begin his own work but just as he was about to open his file and read from where he left off, his door opened and Ron walked in. 

“ Heard you got a new case ?” 

Harry nodded, opening his file and showing it to Ron. 

“ Hasn’t he gone- loo-” 

“ We don’t know that “ Harry defended loudly 

Ron raised his hands in the air giving up “ Alright, alright, i’m just saying what I’ve heard “ 

Harry sighed relaxing back into his chair, pouring himself a glass of water. 

“ Why all the defense ?” Ron genuinely asked. Harry stared at him for a moment, then shook his head

“ It just reminds me a lot of Sirius you know- this case is awfully similar. Everyone’s convinced he’s a murderer but I really don’t think he is and nobody even have an evidence if he killed someone or not- I just feel like there’s something to this case that’s just wrong “ Harry explained 

Ron shook his head smiling “ I admire how you get too attached to a case and how you try to see the best in people- but its just a case Harry remember. People change a lot overtime and especially Malfoy. I know you think he might be innocent but you never know what someone is capable of, I don’t want you to keep so much faith then end up getting hurt- That’s the last thing I want “ there was the look of pity in Ron’s eyes that was very evident, it had been for sometime now and Harry wishes he’d stop pitying him but he doesn’t want Ron to feel offended, so he simply plays along with it, it was easier than confronting him. 

“ I’ll be fine “ Harry reassured and finally Ron left after talking about a couple more things and he finally got back into his case, opening the page he left at previous night. 

“ Would you comment on what happened the last day you visited Ben codsworth ?” 

“ I had came to visit him, like I normally did but- he was absolutely fine- there seemed hardly anything wrong and I left after I was done visiting him- I did not kill him ”

“ And what exactly was your relationship with him ?”

“ Nothing more than an old friend- he was a family friend, had been for a long time. He used to be our gardener “

“ So What exactly did you do on the visit ?” 

“ All the usual things, I used to read him some things, he’d tell me about his past life and we’d have a cup of coffee “

“ What did you read to him ?” 

“ He was a huge fan of Walt Whitman and Allen ginsberg “ 

“ So you’re saying a man with who was your gardener liked when you read to him literary works like Walt whitman and Allen ginsberg ?” 

“ He was a highly intellectual man. Do not judge him for his choice of profession, he was deeply devoted to Botany ” He put up the argument

“ Was it all that you did for him or were there times when he would do something in return for you, perhaps share his knowledge ?” 

“ He used to do that, he used to share anecdotes “ 

“ An intellectual sharing anecdotes, funny ”

“ But don’t you find it weird that you, A Malfoy had relationships with a gardener as such, from what we know Malfoy’s only acquaints with high profile people ?” 

“ One hears many things mister- and perceive different things too- h-he was n-nothing more than a friend “ 

“  A friend you perhaps wanted to kill ?” 

Draco shook his head vigorously, adamant, yet “ I did not kill him “ 

“ We’ll see about that “ 

Harry frowned as he turned over the page and realized the conversation ended there. He assumed the later part of the conversation would’ve been added somewhere but the conversation ended there. Harry turned a few pages more then relaxed back into his chair finding it obvious that the conversation ended there and he decided to read more after that. The later part of the investigation reports involved statement of the neighbor who lived next door to Ben codsworth and claimed that Draco’s visits were not friendly, infact he always came in a hurry and left in a hurry as if he was there to finish some sort of business. Harry found it weird how the neighbor stated that it seemed like Draco came in a rush and left in a rush because if it were business Draco would not have visited him so often but the assumptions in the concluding portion stated that Ben codsworth was by practice a potioneer for a short while after he worked as their gardener and Draco having shown interest in the potions in his early stages of life and his interest later on explained that he only came to visit Ben because of that but the statements were just an assumption and the entire case until now seemed like an assumption more than any of the evident proofs. Harry read further investigation reports from the caretaker of Ben who said that Draco visited often but for short visits but had never been able to hear any part of their conversation, although the next investigation statement he read from Ben’s close friend, he said he admired Draco and appreciated how during his hard times Draco had been an immense support but the loophole was again pulled off when he noticed that the friends name wasn’t mentioned entirely, for all Harry knew, there might be thousands of Gregory in and out of wizarding world and Ben in his own phonebook might’ve had multiple Greg or Gregory which left him back to where he started, knowing that all of it was based on an assumption. It seemed very convincing that whoever did the investigation had not done a very good job at it so he sent a memo to take the investigation again and this time in his own hands.

By the time he was done with his reading portion for the day it was past his work hour’s and tonight he left the recordings and tapes at the office to re-engage into them later but the taking file with him to find any more of what he could find.

By the time Harry reached the place was empty again, Ginny had gone to visit the wedding planner and see if the wedding planner they wanted to switch it with was worth it or not and during that time he did nothing but read the file again and making copy of the file to highlight the points which seemed important to him.

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“ aren’t you assigned the case to convince that Draco should not be released from azkaban ?” Hermione asked stamping her papers

Harry nodded in disgust “ but there’s something that feels wrong- and you know my intuitions are rarely ever wrong ”

Hermione understandably nodded “ you won’t get the permission for the reinvestigation ”

“ what ?” Harry whipped

“ reopening the investigation means you’re going for the defense but that’s not the job you’ve been given-”

“ so I should just let someone for all i know is innocent die in prison- I’m better than that, I don’t love my job this much to forget what’s right and what’s wrong ” Harry snapped

“I know your morals and I admire your courage but Harry asking to re-investigate would mean that you want to see if there’s nothing wrong and your boss does not want that- he wants you to convince in wizengamot that Draco is guilty - but before you yell again, there are cases where people from office go to azkaban and anyone rarely ever checks which auror went on duty. I’m going along Mathew today to see the conditions of the sanitation, you can come along but you’d have to very sleek- just go through the functioning and to pass through and you might be able to pull it through while I pull some strings to get you into to be in a proper conversation with Draco as a reopened case ” Hermione explained putting her pen and stamp aside then standing up to fix her dress.

Harry looked at her in awe, completely surprised “ you’d do something like that for me ?”

“ only for a while Harry- I can say you came with me as a visitor but I cannot do it everyday. I talked with Ron and he told me how you felt this was important despite the fact that you love every case of yours and get attached to it, it seems like this time you’re fishing something personal and I’ll never understand why ”

Harry sighed “I myself don’t know why- it’s not like I’ve been on the case for so long ” he mumbled.

“ when do we leave ?“Harry added

” 10 minutes. Meet me by floo C-14 “ Hermione said and Harry took it as a sign to leave and prepare to leave.

When it finally came around the time to leave, Harry found himself more nervous and questioning whether whatever he was going to do was right or wrong. 

“ Ready ?” Hermione asked, he hesitantly nodded. 

“ You’ll only have 10 minutes to filter through and check his cell, see who’s guarded him and perhaps on the way check his visitors file if any “ Hermione advised and Harry nodded along and they finally departed to Azkaban, the place he despised the most. 

As Hermione suggested he only had 10 minutes to filter through and get whatever files he could about his visits, to see who was the guard on duty and obtain Draco’s cell number. 

But once he reached there, all hell broke lose.

The part of seeing who guarded Draco’s alley went well and so did obtaining his cell number but just when he reached the office to fetch his visitors file, he immediately stopped as he heard Hermione right outside the office. 

“ John, what are you doing here ?” her voice raised by octaves and Harry immediately hid behind the wall wondering why John, his boss was at Azkaban. 

“ Just doing my routine visit. To see the functioning- what are you doing here ?” He asked hurriedly as if he didn’t want to linger on the real reason he was there.

“ Oh sanitation check up- you can never trust people here” Hermione forced a laughter. 

John laughed louder as if it was actually funny “ Tell me about it” 

Harry heard them talk for a while, Hermione perhaps hovering him in a conversation to distract him and he finally decided it was time he took out his invisibility cloak he had kept for emergency and walked into the storage office and immediately went into search Draco’s files. Harry rushed through rows after rows of tall shelves, going letter by letter and finally reaching the D section. He checked his watch, he had barely 2 minutes to spare and rushed through folders to find Draco’s file and he found it just in time. He nervously checked through columns finding there were not a lot of visitors but he tried to memorize or find any clue that would lead him ahead until he noticed 2 particular visitors who visited often, particularly from March.

Anne Starling. 

John warlock, Harry’s boss.

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An important PS. Note- In the last chapter I had made the mistake of claiming Harry did the job only for money and promotion, which seemed fine while I was writing but I had changed the cause of Harry doing his job because I’ve realise and there are friends who pointed my mistake that Harry has enough money that he could live fine without working for the rest of his life. Therefore I’ve changed the cause to him doing the job because he likes having a purpose in life. I apologise if anyone found it weird.

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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The kitten effect

It had been 3 months since Draco broke up with Theo after he had caught him cheating with the girl that lived in the next building right after he had proposed to him even though he was aware that they were rushing into it too fast but he thought of the amazing time they had together and how he knew it was what he wanted, apparently even though Theo had said a yes, it wasn’t something he wanted therefore he cheated. The relationship ended like burning flames and rather badly with Draco losing a place a live, running out of leaves so he had to over work even saturdays and moving into a rather small studio apartment which was if anything expensive but he had no choice and looking for an apartment there wasn’t a piece of cake. Draco realized ever since the break up with Theo which had left him completely shattered, everything in his life had taken an unfortunate turn like the other day when he was travelling back home after having taken a bus for a 5 minute walk it started pouring down and he had taken out the umbrella out of his bag that day in the morning and it was the last of his clothes left for laundry, he remained sick for the rest of the day, or like the time when he was late for work and had missed breakfast and had chosen to take a cup of coffee from the only cafe which wasn’t crowded because it was overly expensive, the coffee went in waste and even his money because someone tripped Draco making him ruin his favorite white shirt he was wearing leaving a large coffee stain which could not be removed by magic or the time when he was signing the final papers of the students he realized that almost every student had written the same answer but later realized he had read the question wrong and he had to do all the 56 sheets he had already done, or the time when he went to purchase a couch and wanted to have it delivered to his place, not only the couch came wrecked but it had a no exchange policy. Clearly his life hasn’t been a delight and every day something or the other kept getting messed up that Draco was running on his last straw. He had been through so much in the last 3 months and so overly exhausted that he was barely hanging on.

Today was just another day in the wrecked life of Draco malfoy and the only sunday he had been free and he was just about to finally pick on some reading when then he decided to work on the paper mache model of mandrake and that of tiny flasks that he had to show to his classroom and put it in the classroom for decoration that he had been trying to work on for a long time but due to the exhaustion from life in general he had been putting the model on hold, so today he decided to take out the incomplete model and try to finish it since it takes a lot of time to dry but apparently just as he took the models out, the intricate model of mandrake had somehow gone damp and had ruined the roots that took him weeks to make and despite his strong urge to treat it with magic he knew that it would thoroughly wrong, especially after he had read Gallivan’s magic theories for muggle artifacts: what to do and what not to do ? He resided with fixing it the normal artistic way but the more he tried to fix it, the more he wrecked it but he continued to fix it and an hour later most of the mandrakes roots fell off and in exhaustion and recklessness he accidentally pushed the models of tiny flasks off the table he had made which cracked them up. It was the most he could take and the mental breakdown found its way to him and he broke down crying and screaming into the pillow for such a long time that his throat became sore but the tears didn’t leave until his door was knocked upon and he tidied himself up and check who it was. He pulled himself up together, encouraging himself in a fake way, wiping his face until his eyes and cheeks went all red and opened the door with a forced smile and there stood someone with their back faced towards Draco. 

“Yes?” Draco asked. He turned around and it turned out to be a very familiar face. 

“Draco” He grinned 

“Potter” and he immediately internally slapped himself for not addressing him by his first name.

“ Hi- what are you doing here?" Draco immediately asked

" I was- well I moved in here recently and my radiator broke down and I was wondering If you had a tool- were you crying ?" Harry suddenly asked after having notices the dry patches of tears on his face and his red eyes.

" what- no! You said you need something-"

" your eyes are all red and your shirt seems wet" Harry pointed.

Draco huffed " I just washed my face and the soap got into my eyes "

Harry's face immediately dawned with realisation and apologized thereafter for sounding intrusive.

" you needed something?" Draco asked finally, his feets finally turning a little too cold in the November chills.

" oh yeah- my radiator broke down and the electrician cannot come before 5, so I thought maybe I could fix on my own but I don't have the toolbox- so I was wondering if you had it ?" Harry asked

" I have the tool box but i highly doubt it'd help " Draco said as he turned around and walked into his apartment navigating Harry to just come inside.

" why ?"

" did your knob break down ?" Draco asked bending down to open the storage cabinet beneath the TV stand and looking for the tool box

" well yeah but I think something broke inside too " Harry replied

" there's hardly anything you can do- I can lend you but I must tell you it's a waste of your energy and time-"

" are those paper mache?" Harry interjected.

Draco stood up with his tool box and approaching Harry " yeah, I messed them up “ He sighed in disappointment. 

Harry looked at Draco for a moment before he sat down cross legged over the carpeted floor and starting fixing the broken paper mache. 

" I highly it would do anything- I tried and i’ve been trying to fix it all day but I don’t think its repairable anymore- I’ll just make new one-” 

“Do you have glue ?” Harry interrupted and Draco nodded, immediately bringing him the glue.

Draco sat down across Harry and curiously watched him as he fixed the paper mache with utter concentration that he felt almost bad for him because he knew there was no scope of repair and he knew Harry was wasting his time but he didn’t had it in his heart to tell him the truth just because how eagerly he was working on it.

He sat there watching for a few more minutes until he realised that Harry was infact making progress and before he knew it, Harry had not only fixed the tiny cracked flasks he had made but had also managed to ameliorate the Mandrake model and have been very successful at giving the Mandrake a crying look and Draco was all but very disappointed, in himself.

" You would just need to paint these now-"

" How did you- how did you fix it ?" Draco asked almost upset.

" oh it was nothing, I just added glue to the parts where the flasks cracked and pasted a bit of newspaper over it and the Mandrake roots, I just- well I don't know what I did but they're not damp anymore and they seem strong- but I did use glue to highlight the expression" Harry explained grinning turning the models in his hand and rather proud of himself.

Draco suddenly grew upset and frustrated at the same time because of how easy Harry made it sound and how easily he just did it in few minutes while he had sat down for months to perfect the models little by little to make it as realistic as possible and he did it without even trying and it only frustrated him more because now when he saw the models he liked them more than he should've and it saddened him that he could not a simple task as this and he grew much more disappointed in himself which ultimately drove him in a circle of how many regular things he had been fucking up and no matter how hard he tried nothing seemed to get better and right here Harry made it all so simple.

" Are you okay ?" Harry asked approaching draco and sitting down next to him on the couch.

"What ?" Draco asked, coming out of his series of thoughts.

" You seemed to be zoned out- are you doing okay ?" Harry asked generosity flowing in his words.

"Yeah- I'm fine- it's just I've been trying to fix this and making it for month's and you just did it in a few minutes without having to cry over it or without feeling completely disappointed in yourself " Draco forced a chuckle as if it was funny but it wasn't and he noticed how Harry didn't take it as a joke and stood up abruptly, wiping his hands to the side of his jeans.

" I- I happened to know how to fix things- I'm actually known for it but the thought that you tried is not disappointing, you tried at least and that's something " Harry shrugged.

Draco shook his head " that's what it is- trying isn't enough-"

" but it is enough, it's more than enough-"

" It's not- if it were I'd be with my damning boyfriend right now- which is why everything is so fucked up in my life right now. If trying was enough I wouldn't be living in a fucking studio apartment that doesn't even have enough space yet paying half my salary for this piece of shit. Trying isn't enough " Draco snapped loudly and even though he expected Harry to wince or at least be taken a back, he didn't, instead he approached Draco and with hesitation wrapped his arms around his body.

"Wha- What are you doing ?" Draco stuttered.

" Hugging you" Harry replied

"Bu- But I don't want you to- I don't need your hu-"

" shush- just relax- breathe in and out and just go with the flow " Harry adviced and even though Draco remained numb for what felt like the longest of time, he eventually gave in and after taking few deep breaths, he finally embraced Harry in a hug and within a few seconds his hesitation was lost and he found himself weeping into his arms like he was a glass that shattered after it hit the ground and he clinged onto Harry rather tightly.

Harry moved his hand up and down Draco's back in comfort and kept appreciating things about Draco, telling him that everything will be alright and that to let it all out.

It was several minutes later when Draco had found himself hiccuping that he finally decided to break the hug and wiped his face from the corner of his sleeves but Harry didn't let him, he wiped his face from the corner of his sleeves with a beautiful smile that melted Draco's heart.

" feel better ?" Harry asked smiling.

Draco nodded hesitantly then instantly apologized " I didn't mean to- I- I don't know what came over me but I really just don't go hugging around random people "

" I'm not a random person Draco- I'm your used to be arch nemesis, your abandoned acquaintance from school, now your neighbor. I'm not nobody to you- I'm someone and I don't mind it. Psychology says that a person needs at least 8 hugs in a day to feel fine so I think it's absolutely fine- besides I was the one who Hugged you- you see I'm a hugger and it's really comforting to people and me as well- it's like the effect that kitten have on humans- basically a kitten induces serotonin or some other hormone which makes a person feel happy, hugs have the same effect. It's just affection- " Harry rambled and without a reason Draco found it admirable and adorable.

" Why don't you tell me about your Shitty life while I make us some coffee so you feel better ? Or anything that you like ?" Harry asked

" but your radiator ?"

" It can wait- I want to know about that asshole of your boyfriend who left you " Harry grinned and for the first time draco found himself genuinely chuckling and he led him into kitchen.

Despite the broken radiator at home and the absolutely cold place Harry knew he would be returning to at night and all the mess he left because he thought he'd be returning in five minutes and the date he had tonight after a very long time, he cancelled all of them and decided that it was much better to stay with Draco and be there for him and as long as Draco didn't know about his plans, it was more than fine. The rest of things, his friends, his date, his Life could wait as long Draco didn't know about it and weirdly Harry found it absolutely normal and if not, he even loved it.

And Draco, for the first time in the longest time actually found himself smiling unknowingly and he just knew it then that maybe it was time to move on. For the first time he felt happy and he knew he would be fine, as long as he knew Harry was there. Infact he knew with Harry would be more than fine because maybe Harry induced the kitten effect on him, and he thought it was adorable.

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- Part 3 

“ I beg you, please- please take it away “ He plead with his hands joint to the guard who stood a few miles away talking to someone he knew he loathed with every little atom of his body. The guard and the man looked at him vaguely before they resumed talking and he begged and he begged and he begged again but none of them showed him any mercy as if he was nothing but an abandoned toy to them. He cried and he weeped and he whimpered until his voice went mute and he fell over the ground another day he had lost count of, his body writhing and shaking in fits before he was driven into unconsciousness and insanity. 

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“ I need to get that register “ Harry bellowed at hermione. 

“ I’m doing the most I can, we barely made it out last time- you have to be patient “ Hermione snapped back.

Harry sighed defeated and sat down over the couch in her living room “It’s very important”

“ I know- but you have to be patient. I’m doing the most I can and above everything else if it is what you think it is then we’re going to have to do it more secretly ” Hermione explained to him walking into the living room with a hot cup of cocoa for Harry and one for her own.

“ We don’t have that much time ” harry told her.

“ Yes we do- just hold on “ Hermione told him.

Harry looked at her for a few moment before he nodded it off. 

“ What do you think otherwise John was doing there ?” Hermione asked suddenly. 

Harry shrugged “ I can’t be sure “ 

Hermione shook her head “ Where have you reached anyways, any lead ?” 

Harry placed the cup of cocoa on the table then said “ That’s the problem, I don’t have a lead, I haven’t reached anywhere. All this time I’ve just been reading the investigation reports, statements and watching and listening to the tapes “ 

“ Anything that you think is odd ?” Hermione asked again 

Harry shook his head “ My intuition says there is something wrong because few conversations just end abruptly but the rest, all of it just points that Draco is convincingly the murderer- except this statement by victim’s old friend but his entire name wasn’t mentioned “ he told her. 

Hermione shook her head understandably “ Why don’t you reach out to Draco’s friends? They might know something, don’t you think- you said he used to be a gardener and Malfoy’s have had some pretty old relations with pureblood families, there must be someone who could help you“ 

Harry looked at her in surprise, almost disappointed how it didn’t come into his mind but Hermione have always beeb better at thinking quick than him “ I know- the Zabini’s left the country ages ago- suspect they’re in the US- I highly doubt Malfoy’s kept any relations with the Goyle’s and Crabbe’s- That leaves us with Parkinson-” 

“ Parkinson “ They said simultaneously 

“ I haven’t seen Pansy in years- I don’t even know if she even lives in the country anymore “ Harry pointed 

Hermione thought for a moment then as if something struck her, she got up on her feet and walked into some other room while Harry waited knowing this meant she was looking some sort of her book but this time she returned back with a small card, what seemed like a business card. 

“ Someone gave me this ages ago- Boyce Parkinson but I don’t know if its the same family. For all we know nobody knows if she even had a brother but I think its worth a try “ Hermione gave it to him. 

Harry took the card and read it “ That’s not so far “ he pointed “but what if its not who we think he is ?” 

“ Then we will find Pansy” Hermione answered 

“ Do you think she would even want to help us ?”Harry worriedly asked. Hermione didn’t say anything, there was nothing that could have been said. The game they were playing was a tricky game, a game based on chance and if luck was with them then they would find her and will have something to lead with but if not then this case would get longer than Harry had thought of. 

At night when Harry had decided to leave the company of Ron and Hermione and finally go back to his place, to Ginny, Ron interrupted him while Hermione got busy in the kitchen. 

“ You think you’re going to be able to finish the case before the wedding since you’re obviously going to take a leave ?” 

“ I-I really don’t know. I’ve had the case for almost a week and tomorrow’s a weekend, I can only hope “ Harry shrugged 

“ Look- even if you think its going to take longer- just try to finish it sooner “ Ron adviced and Harry nodded and was again going to walk out of their place when Ron stopped him another time. 

“ Hey- I heard you are looking for a way to trespass through Azkaban, I know someone who can help you- but he’s out of town recently “ Ron said. Harry looked behind him, Hermione finishing up filling her jar of water. 

“ I’m listening “ 

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“ Remember don’t sound suspicious “ Hermione warned him again. Harry nodded despite that he wanted to roll his eyes, he didn’t, clinging his jacket tighter to his body he crossed the road watching Hermione leave after a few minutes. 

Harry breathed deeply before he face planted a smile and walked into the bakery, his hands in his pockets for a casual look and nodding his head along the way at people he didn’t even know.

” welcome-how can I serve you today ?“ The man behind the counter who looked almost around Harry’s age, maybe even an year or two younger.

” why don’t you get me one of your choice- surprise me “ Harry smiled.

The man smiled then nodded ” we don’t usually get these but I’ll get you one of my absolute favourite- and just a secret I add whenever I take one for myself “

” good weekend ?“ Harry asked and the man nodded, grinning.

” So should I Also it’s your bakery then ?“ Harry asked trying to sound as casual as possible, looking around the bakery, it was actually a pretty interesting place to be in.

” I’m not supposed to tell this but yeah- I serve only the morning hours on Monday “ He replied.

” you must be Boyce then ?“ Harry asked then showed him the card he bought with himself.

” I- we stopped using business cards a long time ago “ he suspiciously said cutting a piece of brown looking pastry into smaller pieces.

” oh- that’s just my friend found it in her old stock- she’s moving so and she found your business card and she kept going on and on about how good this place is, so I thought to myself why not try it myself “ Harry added hand movements for gesture to not seem like a random stranger. He didn’t understand however why was it so hard to pretend to be normal.

” Must’ve been some customer then- I am Boyce and you are?“ He asked

Harry smiled then wondered for a moment whether he should tell his name or not, then went with the later ” Ron “

The man nodded and handed Harry his pastries, taking the money from Harry.

” say- Boyce- do you believe magic exists ?“ Harry asked finally.

Boyce frowned ” that’s an odd question to ask- love can be magical if that’s what you mean “

” No I mean- magic magic, like actual wand sort of magic ?“ Harry asked again.

Boyce stared at Harry in confusion, then stepped back ” I don’t know what you mean “ and unfortunately Harry had to go back.

Day 1 of finding Pansy Parkinson- progress = 0.

He dropped the Pastries at home, leaving a note for Ginny ” for you “ and going back to work again and telling Hermione all about what happened.

Meanwhile Ron’s work of trying to help Harry infiltrate through Azkaban was running low.

And he was again left with nothing but reading the statement and watching the video tapes again.

Until it hit him. Relations. His blood relations. Draco had to have been touch with his family members, it can’t be possible otherwise and it was highly suspicious how neither of the parents statements were there in the tapes, nor was it mentioned in the files.

” I need files on Lucius Malfoy “ Harry asked the librarian. She looked at him in a suspicious way but decided not to put up a fight and gave him the the aisle number to access the file. Harry looked for file after file, in the entire L section but apparently there existed too many Lucius. After spending too much time that his hands got entirely covered in dust when he finally found Lucius’s file.

Name : Lucius Malfoy

Date of birth : 2 March 1954

Sex : Male

Blood status : Pure blood

Blood line : Malfoy

Date of imprisonment : 4 June 1998

Cause of imprisonment : Accused of murder during Wizarding War 2, Known death eater, Served the Dark lord and involved in various malicious activities including trespassing of information through the ministry. 

Note added: 

Found dead in the cell of Azkaban 

Cause of Death : Probable forced starvation

Date of death : 3 November 2001 

Any further inquiries or ongoing cases on the respective prisoner are hereby dismissed. 

Case 23TH49 - CLOSED 

Harry sighed disappointed as he read through his details and figured the reason why Lucius’s statements were not involved in Draco’s file yet he still had Narcissa to go to, only he knew he was a dead start since he hadn’t seen her since the final graduation day that too for not more than a glimpse. He flipped the pages through the file, reading the headlines of any inquiries that ever even started or Lucius defense statements in itself which frankly to Harry seemed like a child had wrote it. He was briefly reading through statements unless something felt worth reading until he stopped at a single page, 

“How long did you serve the Dark lord for ?” 

“During the first war and the later half of the second war “ 

“ So you would say you were not a servant of the dark lord during that period- am i correct ?” a nod “ Then you had the choice to inform to the ministry or do benefit to release information about the dark lord but you did not- was it perhaps for your own benefit ?” 

“ I attained no benefit in seeking the ministry- that place is filled with cockroach like servants like you who would stick up one’s *** for promotion “ 

“ If I were you- I’d mind my language Mr. Malfoy “ 

A break was added before the encounter began again. 

“ So you faithfully were still serving the Dark lord, even though during the First war you stated that you were under imprerius curse ?” 

Lucius Malfoy chose not to say anything. 

“ How do you think this effected your relationship with your son- Draco is it- Draco malfoy? You grew him in the light of worshiping the Dark lord ?” 

“ He served what he felt was right- he lived an absolutely perfect childhood-” 

“ And how exactly do you define normal ?” 

“ Normal like everyone else’s- “ 

“ So you mean a place where he had a nice christmas, one where the dinner table always held beautiful cherishing and absolutely informative conversations ?” 

Lucius didn’t reply. 

“ Your son says otherwise- He mentions that you had managed to wreck his childhood and inflicted trauma on him especially during the vital teenage years because he was forced to become a death eater “ 

“ It was his decision- He wanted to serve the Dark lord- It was his fate- It was meant to be” 

“ A fate that you decided for him “ 

Lucius had angrily stared at the investigator, thoroughly offended as if he couldn’t believe it but his later behaviour while left alone in the cell indicated he was mad at himself. 

“ You tricked your son with what? I imagine some expensive gift might not have worked on him- significantly because you forced him to grow up that those things didn’t appeal him- so what did you bribe him with?  A freedom perhaps that you couldn’t provide him? Or you didn’t bribe him at all, instead tortured him ?” 

Lucius remained silent again. 

The investigation ended and after that the case was closed once Lucius got admitted into the hospital due to starvation and remained in the ward for a long time and upon his return no investigations were further made and sooner he was found dead. 

The case ended with a bunch of loophole and even less of any evidence that Lucius has infact forced Draco to take the mark which would have inevitably worked well towards his defense but Lucius was dead and there was no coming back from the dead. 

And Harry was back where he started, with nothing. 

“ I need files on Narcissa Malfoy “ Harry asked the librarian again. She groaned at him then looked through her files. 

“ There are no investigation files- only general file- N154″ 

Harry frowned then walked through alleys until he reached the alley and with much difficulty found the file and he took the only file he found on her back to his office. 

Name: Narcissa Malfoy

Date of birth: 7 January 1956

Sex : Female 

Blood status : Pure Blood 

Blood line : Black 

Accused charges : Serving the Dark Lord, known Death eater, Trespassing

The following wasn’t imprisoned yet case held in Wizegamont found guilty and put under Probation for 1 year. 

Harry turned anymore pages to see if there was anything more to her file but except the court hearings and a few of her pictures, there was nothing which he found surprising because despite not just being guilty, there were no conclusive statement of how her probation even ended, if it did even or did she like Lucius die before time? 

Harry threw his head back the chair staring up at the ceiling of his office covered in old looking wallpaper of Palm leaves. 

Narcissa Malfoy could not have been dead, or could she ? There was only one way to find out. 

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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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prompt: panick attack!Draco and harry to the rescue

Circles

Harry hurriedly cut the phone call he was on, stuffing his phone back in his pocket and fetching his keys, cursing at the quarters that fell out when he took out the keys.

He kicked open the door with a light kick because of his hands full and walked into towards the living room and dropping all his files and bag over the piled-up things already there on the table and thereafter finally decided to go into the bedroom only he hadn't expected to walk into what he actually walked into. He walked rapidly towards the bed and hugged the shaking man.

" shush- Draco- love, I'm here- I'm here now " Harry rubbed his back while Draco still kept shaking under his hold.

Harry kissed the top of his head as he heard his whimpers and reassured Draco over and over again that he was finally here and everything is alright. This was his 5th panic attack after Harry had returned from St. Mungo's after a month of being in the facility due to the coma he was in. It was understandable how Draco was scared each time Harry would leave and sometimes without telling him so Draco wouldn't worry but it pained Harry each time he walked into a shaking Draco. He wasn't always like this, nor did he ever have frequent attacks but ever since the last case Harry did and almost died at the scene if it wasn't for the rest of the team and his remote chances of surviving back then had taken a toll on Draco. He was told too many times that Harry's chances of waking up from the coma were very slim and his injuries were rather deadly but it only hit Draco more during the time Harry was having fits while waking up from it and Draco assumed that he was never going to see him again and that was the first attack. Ever since Harry had returned Draco had been so much better but with quitting his job and giving out new applications, Harry had to leave Draco alone sometimes, and someday's Draco goes absolutely fine without it but someday's like today Draco winds himself up in too many worries and the deadliest possibilities that he ends up having another attack and while normally Harry always comes just in time and reassures him, Harry still remains afraid and worried of Draco a lot. He worries a lot if this was what the rest of the coming years would look like.

" Draco" Harry calls him, cupping his face to force him to look at Harry " babe, listen- look at me- I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere, alright" harry reassures. Draco tries to nod but he could still feel himself constricting too much.

" Look at me- just keep looking at me- I'm here and I'm never leaving you alright- ever, okay- Can you count for me, just till 5, can you do that ?" Harry asked.

Draco nodded and stuttered out the numbers yet Harry knew it didn't help.

" Love- okay Tell me your favorite colour" Harry asks again

" Emerald " Draco replied, his voice soothing by just a fraction.

" And where do you see them the most ?" Harry asks, his hands moving into intertwine with that of Draco to affirm him of a comforting physical touch.

" Your eyes" Draco replied. Harry felt it in his hands when Draco's shaking lessened little by little.

" You like my eyes ?" Harry asked

Draco nodded and Harry smiled " I love your eyes too- You know the clouds outside reminded me of your eyes today, then I thought about you and then I thought about how much I love you- do you know how much I love you? More stars love the moon, or the sun does the moon or more than infinity- I love you so much- much more than anything in the world, more than anything in the universe "

Draco tried to smile and Harry took it as a good sign and pressed his forehead against Draco's and with his intertwined fingers, he drew circles on his thighs to distract him.

" You like circles- right ?"

Harry could feel him nod.

" Draw circles with me," Harry asked, and then Draco too with his intertwined hands drew circles over his own thighs. A moment or two later, Harry's eyes danced over his exposed wrist and he pulled his sleeve getting an idea and exposed the tattoo he got of Draco's Patronus, a doe and with Draco's fingers and traced it and found instantly how his breathing turned normal moment by moment as they kept tracing the tattoo on his wrist and eventually with Harry's added assurances Draco's faltered breathing came to normal and Harry kissed his cheek when it did so.

" How do you feel now?"

"Better" Draco nodded but neither of them moved away, their foreheads still pressed together and hands still tracing over Harry's tattoo.

" I really love you Draco" Harry assured him once again.

" I know" Draco's voice broke as he said so and Harry immediately created space to look at Draco.

"I'm never leaving you alone" Harry confirmed

"I want you to- I can't spend the rest of my life having attacks every time you go out- I don't want you to be worried every single time you walk into the bedroom and find me like this- I wish you would stop worrying about me" Harry could see it in his face how hurt Draco was and it pained him to see Draco like this and he just wishes he could take his pain but he didn't know-how.

" But I worry about you, just like you do for me" Harry assured

"But you don't end up like me- I want to be fine-"

" You are fine, love, you are. You almost lost me and I would never know how it feels, okay- It's okay what you feel and how you feel and there's nothing wrong- stop worrying about how unnecessary you feel or how stupid it seems to you- If I had almost lost you- I can't even think of anything after that- I would've never been able to survive, but you did- You are so strong Draco- even when you think you're not, You are. You are strong, beautiful, and gorgeous and the fact that I put you through this hurts me so much but I can't take it back, I wish I could but I can't and I wish I could just do something to make it all go away but I can't except I can promise you that I will always love you, even in the afterlife " Harry painfully told him and it was true, Harry could never survive in a world without Draco, to even think of a life without Draco scared let alone see he almost dying, Harry would've lost his sanity but he knew it that there was nowhere he would ever rather be but with Draco.

Draco couldn't say anything even if he wanted to, he could have said so many things but nothing even made sense nor did he even know what to say except that he knew he was the luckiest man alive.

" I love you Harry- don't ever leave me" Draco pleaded.

Harry smiled at him and promised him " Never" and even if he worried someday's about Draco, he kept his promise.

This request is so old that I had even forgotten this existed. Nevertheless I hope you liked it 

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Keep my heart

I wondered if I shouldve told you all thatI I couldn't, the words that were on my lips but never dared to leave. I wondered if you'd had stayed to hold my hand a little longer if I had told you that you feel like the sun to me, if I had told you that you feel like my favourite sweater I don't ever want to throw, if I had told you that you felt like that first snitch I caught pasted in my memories so vividly, if I had told you that you feel like the river I had never been to but always felt like home, if I had told you that you felt like the track I'd listen to without ever getting bored or the music that I'd always dance to even when my legs stop working, if I had told you that being with you felt like going to the end of the world just to breath because you helped me breath when the rest of the world wouldn't let me breath, if I had told you that being with you felt like floating in a galaxy full of stars that Only I had known, if I had told you that being with you felt like the simplest of Infinities come true. I wondered if you'd had stayed if I had told you that your silver eyes shone brighter than the moon in the dark night, I wondered if you'd had stayed if I had given you my heart and never asked for it back, I wonder if you'd had stayed if I told you that I want to grow old with you, that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, that I want to share all the rest of my dances with you, that you can have my heart and keep it with yours so we're together forever.

I wonder if you'd had stayed if I had stopped you. I wondered if you'd had stayed.

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The Butterfly effect 

- Part 4 

“ Boyce- Hi” Harry announced as he walked into the bakery the next time he paid him a visit. 

Boyce looked at Harry strangely as he should’ve, walking closer to the counter to get his order “You’re here again- What can I get you ?” 

Harry tried to dissolve the unknown tension with a smile and whatever absurd thing that came in his head “ I want to take something that’s soft but also something to take on a date type thing” 

The man looked at him weirdly and Harry was sure that by the looks of it he was going to hand him a random cake or muffin but for the progress to be made he knew he had to do what it takes. 

“ You didn’t answer my question the other day you know “ Harry said as he took out his wallet to pay for the thing he knew he wasn’t going to eat. 

“ What question ?” Boyce lied.

“ You know- If you believed magic was real or not ?” Harry smiled 

Boyce sighed “ Listen- are you writing a children’s book or what ?”

Harry immediately got confused and picked up the cup cakes he packed him “ why would I write a children book ?” 

“ Why would you ask a random person a random question ?” he questioned back.

Harry shook his head then without putting out a defense gave up and walked out of the bakery with a dissatisfied sigh and dropped the cupcakes back at his place for ginny. 

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“ Hermione- I really need the allowance” Harry snapped, once again, the 3rd time this week.  

“ And I’ve been consistently saying I’ve been trying to do my best- Merlin Harry you can be so impatient sometimes “ she snapped back. 

Harry collapsed back down on the chair, breathing rather raggedly “ It- its just I’m running out on time” 

“ How long do you have ?” Hermione countered 

“ I don’t exactly know but I’m taking a week off for wedding- so that leaves me with only 3 weeks” Harry answered. 

Hermione looked at her watch on the table knowing fully well their time together had ran out and she had another meeting to go to. She finally looked up at him “ I’ll try to get the allowance in two more days okay- can you do that ? In the meantime try thinking out of the box- from a different perspective” she suggested

“ I’ve already done that- several times but it leads nowhere except for why most of Draco’s statements end with L’appel du vide “ Harry sighed 

“ What does it mean?” 

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Harry hunched over the chair once again, his hands supporting his head as he read the highlighted words he made with a disappointed and dissatisfied expression. 

“ Why do you keep saying those words by the end ?” Harry whispered in the air. 

“ Need a break ?” he heard from the door and Harry looked up to find Ron standing at the doorway, his hands in his pocket. 

“ I don’t need a break- I need to break into Azkaban and get the visitors register- that’s what I need “ Harry sighed. Ron chuckled, shutting the door behind him with a kick of his leg and taking the chair before Harry’s desk. 

“ I know Hermione is working on the allowance- just trust her, you know how slow the ministry can be” Ron shrugged. Harry thought about it for a moment then nodded knowing exactly how ministry can be. 

“ Just talk to me about it- anything but the case “ Ron suggested 

Harry sighed again “ I haven’t done my wedding shopping yet- I know Ginny have but I’ve just been trying to complete cases after cases so I can take a couple of days off you know but it’s getting a little exhausting “ 

Ron nodded understandably then as if something struck his mind he said “ I’d do your clothing shopping “ 

“ What ?” 

“ Of course I can do that- I’ve done your shopping before and we’ve practically grown up together so I know what looks good on you and what doesn’t and what you like- I can help with that, How does that sound ?” Ron suggested 

Harry frowned impressively “ Really insensitive on my part for the wedding but it takes a load off me, so yeah that would just be fantastic “ 

“ Anytime mate, I’m here for you “ Ron smiled and Harry grinned back knowing he really had his back for everything. 

“ Apart from that everything is fine with you- right ?” Ron asked, concerned. 

Harry nodded his head “ Of course” 

“ So anything else I can help with- maybe a treacle tart, running lose in Azkaban, bombarding those cells, casting john on fire ?” 

Harry laughed “ Believe every single one of them is what I want to do but I can’t, apparently I need to think outside the box “ 

“ Outside the box? What do you mean ?” Ron asked 

“ Hermione is suggesting that I’m missing out on something but I’ve already read the files over 5 times, not just Draco’s but his fathers and even his mother but I’m really in a puzzle because Lucius is dead and Narcissa is nowhere to be found, at least according to me” Harry explained 

“ What about any family friends ?” Ron asked 

“ Been trying to track down Parkinson but I don’t even know if it’s the right Parkinson I’m even tracking” Harry told him 

Ron frowned “ Pansy did run out of sight “ Harry nodded, agreeing. 

“ What about the goyle or the Crabbe’s ?” 

“ Lost contact after the war” 

“ Zabini ?” 

“ Out of continent “

“ Theodore Nott ?” 

“ Out of- Wait, who ?” Harry confusedly asked 

“ Theodore Nott, the 4th member in their group, well not really-really but Theodore used to be Draco’s friend till 5th year- don’t you remember the Tall guy- black hair, used to wear really expensive shoes-Oh- Draco and him used to laugh a lot together- well insulted but still- why again are you trying to defend that douche ?” Ron questioned with a distasteful look 

“ It doesn’t matter why, I just think he’s innocent and incapable of committing a murder- but I don’t remember any Theodore “ Harry frowned 

Ron poked his chin thinking then something struck him again “They used to go to the library together- he was good at studies” 

“ Tall, black-haired you say?”

“ As I can recall “ Ron shrugged 

“ Guess, I’ll pay him a visit- where do I find him ?” 

“ London Real estate, last where I heard of him” 

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“ I don’t know why you had to bring me with you “ Ron grumbled by Harry’s side. 

“ I didn’t want to be embarrassed alone” Harry mumbled. 

“ Mr. Potter- He’s ready to see you “ His assistant smile and they gave her a firm smile and walked through the doors into the large maple wood loft-like room, which was just his meeting office.

” I know why you’re here, “ he said before Harry or Ron could’ve even said Hello, even though they had planned that they would but apparently easier said than done.

” I really need your help “ Harry sighed

” I haven’t been in the wizarding world for almost 7 years now- I know you got Draco’s case- trust me I have sources- but even if try to convince that he is a murderer- he’s innocent, he wouldn’t ever-“

” Exactly- I know he’s innocent “ Harry interjected

Theo frowned then pulled himself back into the chair. Ron and Harry finally sat down in the chair in front of his desk and leaned forward.

” I want enough proof to convince that Draco’s innocent-“

” But you’re running against him “ Theo interrupted

” it’s a long story- right now- all I need is everything that you can tell me about Draco’s childhood- his gardener if you remember?“

” bloomy Ben ?“

” the what Ben ?“

” The Bloomy Ben- that’s what Draco used to call him at least- he really looked upto him. He told me he was heartbroken the day he told him that Ben needed to move away for a while for his study-“

” what study ?“

” I really don’t know- Draco and I were never close friend’s alright, we just had crappy conversations Sometimes okay but I only know that Ben moved away for a while- it happened during the school break and by the time Draco even heard from him- he was already running his own botanist farm or something like that-“

” A botanist farm ?“ Ron interjected this time

” yeah- His botanist farm- he used to study- botany there- a lot of different cures for a lot of magic went wrong- and used to make potions out of his plants but that is the most I know- he used to stop talking about Ben after a while “ Theodore explained, ending with a shrug, expressing that he never understood why Draco did it.

” anything you can think of why he’d suddenly stop talking about him ?“ Harry asked

” I think because it hurt him talking about Ben- as I said he really looked up to him “ Theo shrugged.

Ron and Harry nodded after a while understandably.

” are you perhaps in touch with Narcissa ? Draco’s mom?“

Theo shook his head ” but I know Pansy is- they were really good friends and not just because of Draco “

” what do you mean?“ Harry asked again

” just- they had their own stuff- Narcissa never had a daughter so Pansy was almost like a daughter to her “

” are you in touch with Pansy ?“

” as I said- I’ve been out of wizarding World for almost 7 years- I have no relationship with anyone I used to have with “ Theodore disappointedly sighed.

Harry understandably looked at him then offered his thanks for helping him out with everything he could.

” Pansy would definitely know “ Ron said on his way back and Harry nodded muttering what Theo had said in the room.

” You wanna take a cake ?“ Ron suddenly asked

Harry followed his line of sight then immediately shook his head ” oh no- Boyce pretty much Hates me- He thinks I’m weird “

Ron shrugged ” Fair enough “ and they walked back to the office once again.

When Ron finally left to work on his own case, Harry put a pin on the pinboard.

” Draco Malfoy “

And the next pin he made on the board was “L'appel du vide ”

“ Ben ”

“anonymous statements ”

Lastly “ why did John visit ?”

This took me forever to write due to lack of motivation and I’m still so disappointed with the way the chapter even turned out. Anyways Thanks for cooperation with my busy schedule and less frequent updates.

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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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His life was as simple as they say that comes and goes with little to zero obstructions in life living in a closeted small muggle suburb in this all white and black apartment enjoying his life, partying with friends, having a secure job, family like friends and no money crisis until he had met him in the randomest of moments in a cute little cafe down the wilmont valley when having lost his way during one of the work meetings. It was a random subtle friday when he had stopped by to get a coffee and call someone from work to ask for directions when his eyes had laid upon the guy in the denim jacket behind the counter with a dimpled smile and circled glasses he never changed. He remembered how he had lied that day and the day after and the day after that because he loved to see him everyday with his new designs on his coffee mug and he lied about living not far, lied about having a cool job until the day he had came into the cafe and it was empty and Harry had said with his charming smile" i get free at 7, call me i'll come to your place so you don't have to come here every morning just because you want to see me. I want to see you as much as you want to see me, okay"

Draco had walked off grinning that day and then he realised , he never knew what love was, until he met him; Again and he never forgot what Love was anymore.

I can hardly believe I wrote something this cheesy

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No strings attached

"You asked me the other day whether i thought that I the concept of soulmates was just a concept of consolation for people who had bad love experiences and I didn't had an answer then but I do have one now. No I do not believe that the concept of soulmates is a matter of consolation because then perhaps a lot of people might have never met, like you and me. I think somewhere you think that the whole soulmate concept is stupid but I think otherwise. You see if we weren't destined then we would've never forgave each other but soulmates are platonic too. I think you and I are platonic soulmates with no strings attached who just enjoy being with each other and understand each other like no one else does but I can't help but wonder if you'd always see me like that. I see you, Harry, the way you are, the person you are and in whole who you are and wonder how can someone like you not believe in love when love is right here in front of you. Yes I love you harry and not platonically or pretend boyfriend kind of way. I know I wasn't supposed to fall for you but I have, and all I wonder is if you'd ever see me as more- "

Harry read it 4 more times before he put it away in his pocket with a heavy sigh escaping his lips.

" what are you doing here ?" Draco asked as he peered from the room door

" just searching for my watch, I left it last time " Harry replied with a fake smile in a haste clearly hiding the fact that he just found out Draco's secret confession letter.

Draco nodded leaving him alone and all Harry thought of as he left was that how much he could love Draco in the most simplest ways and with strings attached.

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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.

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