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When the Sun met the Moon

Dialogue prompt. 1- " Did I enter an alternate universe or did you actually just smile at me?" || Fluff ||

Beautiful as the sky is, that day, it was extraordinarily beautiful with soft colour of purple and pink while the sun decided to bid its goodbye and corner away until a day new day arrives. 

But that day, it was more beautiful because of the crescent of the moon and the sun meeting from the opposite ends of the world, one rising while the other drowning but only for a little time, they were both present at the same time.  

It's funny how we resonate with the love between the sun and the moon when sun and the moon can't even be present in the sky at the time but only in exceptional moments like these, but, in reality the one we love, we always want to be near them. If we truly resonated with the love of the sun and moon, the results would be catastrophic.

And yet, here was another lover, an actual true sun.

"Harry, I'm giving you five seconds, If you don't get out of the bed, I'll throw you out of the window," Ron threatened.

Harry groaned "I don't want to go outside."

"Stop being a bitch about everything. It's a fine day outside, everyone's out by the lake, just get out of your fucking bed."

"But I don't want to," Harry buried his face under his blankets only for it to be pulled up by Ron.

"Really?"

"You can't just escape life." Ron sighed.

Harry sat down straight, taking the blankets away from Ron "I don’t escape life,"

"But you do. You do it everyday." Ron replied.

Harry looked at Ron standing at the opposite end of his bed with a hopeful gaze which is honestly annoying to Harry.

Harry stood up groaning, mumbling something to himself about how he couldn’t believe he was doing this while Ron did his victory dance for which he practically had to throw pillows at him to make him stop dancing.

Minutes later Ron had convinced Harry to come to the Black lake with him where most of the Eighth years student's were gathered, mostly the ones who enjoyed being outdoors before curfew.

"Why are we here again ?" Harry asked pushing his hands into his jeans pocket.

"Well if you had not tried to escape life, you'd actually know that we do a bonfir every Friday night with some music. It's sort of a part of making peace and getting along."

Harry hummed "Who all gather?"

"Just us bunch, a couple of Hufflepuffs, Ravenclaws and few Slytherins- you know all of them so don't worry." Ron answered.

The leaves crunched beneath his feet as they walked furthermore towards where the light was glowing and even if Harry felt like running back away to stay in his bed all night and probably just sleep away the entire weekend, Ron won't let him.

"Hello, everyone- We have a new friend-"

"If this isn't the famous Harry Potter-"

"Blaise"Ron scolds.

Harry rolled his eyes in secrecy. This is why he never liked leaving his room anymore. It was tiring fitting into the title of the "famous Harry Potter"

"Can I go already?" Harry mumbled to Ron.

Ron looked at Harry by his side and he felt pity but he knew Harry needed the exposure, he had been sulking away in the regrets of the war for far too long.

"It'll be good- I promise. Just do this one night and if you don't like it, I will never force you." Ron said.

Harry huffed next to him and then followed towards the inner circle where the logs were set on the ground for people to sit on and almost everyone sitting with a partner, friend or a significant other.

Ron quite surprisingly had taken his seat next to Blaise, who was tuning his guitar (oddly) and though it seemed weird, Harry knew Ron was telling Blaise off on something.

Harry settled down awkwardly alone on one of the logs and allowed the warmth of the fire surge through him. He instantly felt his body getting warmer and his mood uplifting. 

Until, Draco Malfoy walked into the circle and looked for a place to sit and obviously, the only seat available was next to Harry.

"Can I?" Draco asked pointing to the empty seat besides Harry.

Harry shrugged "It's not like you can sit anywhere else"

Draco nodded then settled down next to Harry and crossed his legs soon.

They both were past their phase of stupid rivalries and were set on the path of acknowledging the other but they still didn't see eye to eye on many things but they were working on it which helped them to give another one a chance but there were several moments where they would simply remain ignorant or silent in others presence and right now was among one of those moments. They were sitting adjacent to one another for a very long time now, for the sun to fully set and night to take over but they hadn't spoken even a single word, however, had heard a couple of songs Blaise played.

While everyone chattered in their small circle or with their partners but they remained silent yet Draco could sense the tension, so could Harry but only he chose to break the ice "First night?"

Harry nodded "yeah- You?"

"Second. I don't like being in crowds,"

"Me either." Harry replied .

Draco nodded next to him in acknowledgement then as his eyes followed up to Ron and Blaise being cozier than usual he decided to ask another question.

"How many of all of these people do you think are dating?"

"Take a wild guess."

Harry rubbed his hands together then followed the sight of every set of couple on the log of woods "Hannah is definitely dating Matheo."

Draco frowned, "Fair enough."

"So is Celeste and Mache,"

"Really?"

"Look at their legs."

Draco hummed agreeing.

"What about Theo there ?" Draco asked.

"He's definitely hitting on her but the guy on the next log is also planning to hit on her." Harry replied.

Draco was impressed "quite an insight you have,"

"Tell me, you think Luna and Neville are together?" Harry asked turning faintly to Draco.

"They could've been if Neville wasn't cuddling his plant right now"

Harry chuckled beside him making Draco turn to see his short laugh.

"You think Ron and Blaise are together ?" Draco asked.

Harry shook his head, “Ron wouldn’t hide it from me if they were together.”

“And you’re really sure about that? What if he’s keeping his dating life private from you?” Draco asked curiously. 

Harry shook his head then pointed at them discreetly “I know Ron’s dating language, that’s his flirting language,” 

“So you’re a hundred percent sure?” Draco asked turning his head completely towards Harry. 

“Definitely.” Harry replied. 

Draco nodded. 

“If you’re so sure about who’s dating and who’s not, judge me,” Draco smirked. 

Harry raised his eyebrows in the acceptance of a challenge, “Okay,” 

“I think-you are ready to kill the person sitting next to you.” 

Draco shook his head, “Come on, be honest.” 

Harry huffed out a breath and leaned forward so he could look at Draco who had leaned forward to be closer to fire. 

“I think, you’re just waiting for the right person to come along.” 

Draco hid his smile,”Really?” 

Harry hummed in agreement. 

“And where do you think I can find the right person?” 

Harry thought for a moment, his mind looping around in spins of every time he felt his traitorous heart beating faster for Draco but had never been able to say it out loud, but only in his dreams. He let out a shuddered breath and in his head ran words of encouragement, ‘this is your moment’.

“Next to you maybe,” 

Draco stared at the fire, his eyes reflecting the orange and yellow of the fire and his face looking softer than a petal in the light of the flame. He noticed the way his lips quirked up a bit until he was full fledged smiling at Harry, unable to control the blood that rushed to his face making him pink but he didn’t speak anything and so Harry decided he would. 

“Did I enter an alternate universe or did you actually just smile at me?” 

Draco groaned, still smiling and nudged Harry out of the log of wood. 

“You had to ruin the moment, didn’t you?” Draco shook his head. 

Laughing Harry took his seat back ignoring the little attention he had managed to grasp. 

“I can’t help it- Its a default in me.” 

Draco tried controlling his laughter but he couldn’t after a while and broke out in laughter that remained soft yet purely contagious and it made Harry laugh himself, once again. Hearing Draco laugh was the best thing he did all week, hell even entire month or maybe the best thing he did in years and it made his heart swell with what he felt for Draco. It made him think of all the sounds in the world, the most beautiful of them all but this, his laugh, it was more beautiful than anything he had ever heard. 

And in the presence of each other, they forgot that everyone else existed and that was because perhaps it was easier to escape everyone while they were each other. It was a moment within a moment and they could live infinite of them.

Like said, the sky was extraordinarily beautiful that day and it was because the Sun had met the moon.

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Rules in Archery

Dialogue prompt no.3- “Don’t sound so disappointed, I might think you don’t like me” 

Humour|Witty|Friends to lovers trope| unestablished relationship

Draco huffed as he readjusted the duffel bag over his shoulder since it kept sliding down every 2 seconds and it was starting to annoy him. 

“I can’t believe you’ve convinced me to come with you.” Draco grunted. 

“I can’t believe you weren’t convinced to do it before.” She wickedly smiled.

Draco rolled his eyes at her and continued, “You know what I’d do when I get the arrow?” 

“What?” She asked half attentively.

“Shoot you to another planet.” He replied. 

She gave him a fake smile and replied, “Aw, it's sweet of you to think that you can even hold the arrow straight.” 

Dracp rolled his eyes again. 

“Look, whine all you want as a baby but you needed to get out of your home and stop sulking about your ex.” 

“For your kind information, I wasn’t sulking about my ex, I was merely hibernating.” He replied in a matter of factly tone. 

“Whatever helps you sleep at night.” She rolled her eyes at him comically. 

Draco didn’t argue further with her because frankly there was no point. The thing was, Pansy wasn’t wrong. He had been sulking away, escaping everyone since the stupid moron of his boyfriend cheated on him only to avoid people with questions like how could he not have known? or when? or why? or how did it happen? he didn’t want to answer anyone especially because he had none, but when you’re a public figure, news spread like a fire. So almost everyone in the Wizarding world knew Draco Malfoy’s heart had been crushed into little glasses and he in turn felt like digging a hole 7 inches deep and burying himself alive. 

To the rescue came Pansy with her glorious idea of taking Draco to Archery classes to get his mind off things. She had joined the place last year and now couldn’t bring herself to stop and when she made it sound like a piece of cake, Draco gave it a chance and here he was now, walking into the field of Archery. 

“Señora Pansy,” The man greeted her and enchantingly took her hand in his own and kissed it softly in the most posh way possible. 

“Always a delight Issac.” She grinned. 

Draco obviously internally gagged. 

“I’ve bought a friend with me, Issac meet Draco,” She introduced, “Its his first time.” She hushed to Issac. 

Draco greeted Issac with a warm smile and at the same time scowled at Pansy.

“Anyhoo- lets get on with it-” 

“I’m sorry I’m late.” 

Draco turned his head toward the sound, and obviously it came from the one who had haunted his dreams ever so often, almost his entire teenage, the one and only Harry Potter. 

Harry’s eyebrow’s shot up as soon as his eyes laid upon Draco and within a second, his lips curved in an impressive smirk. 

Draco groaned turning around and mumbled to himself,”Brilliant” 

He narrowed his eyes at Pansy, scowling even who in turn just turned away with a knowing smile. A perfect master plan in her opinion. 

Everyone as announced took their place and clearly obliged to the instructions said by Issac himself. Draco heard it all very carefully and was curiously interested until Harry took his position next to Draco.

“If it isn’t the boy who had his heart broken himself.” Harry smirked. 

Draco rolled his eyes, “If it isn’t the boy who still ends up on the first page of the daily himself.” 

Harry chuckled next to him while looking down at his feet, then continued, “So, what happened? Married to someone else did he or cheated?”

“What’s it to do with you?” Draco sneered at Harry. 

“Oi- new boy, focus-” Issac snapped. From what Draco assumed was when he kept mumbling something while staring at Draco, he was probably using slur words in Italian. 

Draco obliged to remain silent while Harry next to him couldn’t hold on to his laughter. To make it easy, Draco as casually as possible stubbed over his feet, making him groan in pain. 

This time Issac slurred at Harry. 

When finally the instructions were over, everyone got into position, taking their bows and arrows, chalk clapped into their hands, hand gear put up for beginners and googles put on. 

Harry had been putting on his belt of arrows when he he decided to bother Draco again who was in position and ready to shoot. 

“Isn’t it your first time?” He asked. 

Without looking Draco replied a yes. 

“Don’t you want to warm up a little bit- cry a little or maybe call your father for that matter.” Harry teased taking his final position as well. 

Draco sensed the lightness in his banter and replied him with equal part sarcasm, “don’t you have a little less brain to be in such a sport and a little too much of a mouth.” 

Harry was impressed by his comeback. He chose not to reply anything since Issac passed by behind him. He set his hand upright and then finally continued, “You do realise this sport isn’t for kids? Maybe you should practice first you know or run off possibly.” 

But before Harry could’ve teased further, Draco shot his arrow making it meet the periphery of the center leaving Harry astound. 

"You were saying?" Draco asked with raised brows.

Harry nodded looking away, "Definitely not like a baby."

“Aw- Don’t sound so disappointed, I might think you don’t like me.” Draco sarcastically smiled at him. 

Harry raised his eyebrows in complete surprise of the comeback as well as his shot. He soon turned away and practiced his shooting. 

That was until Draco had almost used up most of his arrows that Harry interrupted again. 

“Can I tell you a secret?” 

Draco hummed without sparing a glance at Harry to not lose his focus. 

Harry leaned a little closer towards Draco and said, “You’re a little too brilliant than most of the people in the class” 

Draco finally turned to Harry with a tint of surprise because he had actually complimented him. When he looked at him to even analyse his words, Harry was already looking at him with a smile and with his eyes fixated on Draco, he let out his arrow, making it meet almost at the center of the board. 

Draco was entirely too impressed but didn’t want to say it out loud because that would the facade of how he wasn’t absolutely swooned by Harry and instead he grunted, “Show off.” 

Harry shrugged and got on with his play. 

Even though Harry and Draco had been done much before anyone in the class, they were asked to stay back to keep the equipment's back in the locker room for having disturbed between the class. 

“All your fault.” Draco taunted. 

Harry shook his head, “I was trying to be friendly.” 

“Oh- yeah. We’re amazing friends now.” Draco sarcastically grumbled pushing the last of the used board into the room along with Harry. 

Harry couldn’t help but laugh, the simple short laugh which turned contagious second by second resulting in maniacal laugh. 

“Are you nuts? Why are you still laughing?” Draco asked completely confused. 

Harry shook his head, holding onto his stomach in pain but he couldn’t stop laughing. It was too much to the point that despite Draco trying to keep a stern composure, he himself was holding off his laugh. 

“Why are you laughing so much?” Draco asked, short laughs making his way through. 

But Harry still couldn’t speak anything which ultimately resulted in Draco laugh just as hard as Harry and fighting for air and to make it even funnier, Issac had found them and practically thrown them out of the place. 

They ended up laughing for good 5 minutes even after leaving the place and ended up catching up for a cup of coffee.

Though It definitely didn't turn in an unplanned date (It did). 

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Through notes and behind closed doors

It was in the book that he had wanted to read since a month—it was there, sealed with red wax that had the initial H on it.

A handwritten love note.

"You said you've wanted to read this book and here it is, a gift for you. Now, I wouldn't do this because I'm not a writer and I can't string words together in all the beautiful ways that you do but for you, I want to.

You remind me of all the bright and beautiful places, Draco. You remind me of a windows down weather when the wind is warm and the skies are blue. You remind me of sunrise. You remind me of Autumn and all it's beautiful colours. You remind me of all the love quotes in books, all the love songs that we hear when we're together.

We don't deserve this—we don't deserve to hide our love because of a war. We don't deserve to be together behind closed doors or send notes in secret.

But I'll do this for you, for us. I'll send you notes between classes in secret, I'll love you behind closed doors because it'll be worth it. It'll be worth it because it's you.

I read the book before I sent it to you and it's annotated because I couldn't resist and there is a quote in there that reminds me of you and it's this: I will love you until we run out of mornings and when we do, I will love you in the dark.

It reminded me of you because it can be light or dark, it can be behind closed doors or with our doors held open, it can be through secret notes or through hands held in front of others—I will love you.

Cross my heart, hope to die and all that shit—we'll survive this war and when we do, I'll show you the love we deserve.

But I'll write more notes no matter what because I'm writing them for you."

P.S: there is a bookmark in there♡

It was a wooden bookmark with H+D (with a heart) written on it and it was from the same table he had written it on because of a bet.

A bet between him and Harry.

P.P.S: I might've broken a table for this.

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It's a spontaneous one but it turned out well?

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I hope you think of me

"come on, make a wish." Everyone cheered and Draco looked at the crowd only once before he made a wish and blew out the candles.

The mist of the birthday celebration went up in air with people dancing, talking, drinking and some passing out. The glazed coloured sprinkles were down on the floor and the beautiful coloured confetti was everywhere and just somewhere there was slow music playing out of the player because the party was dying out and in all of this, Draco was standing there in his balcony, alone in the secrecy of his birthday that was now over.

He stood there against the railing, watching the slow traffic pass by on the highway and the side building lit up at different squares indicating some awake couple still at this time of the night. He couldn't help but notice that one couple dancing from their window right across his own balcony. He felt a smile etch upon his face and suddenly in the background the song changed. He closed his eyes as he realised what song it was and threw his head back by a bit to enjoy the rhythm of the song. He hummed along as he bought his head back up and saw the couple again and wondered if they were dancing to the same song Draco was currently listening to and somewhere that thought settled him and at the same time made him feel uneasy, because it was their song and as beautiful as it was to know that somebody was also dancing to their song, it also meant that the song wasn't just their own and maybe a couple hundred couples may dance to the same song which inevitably ruined the essence of something of their own. But unfortunately none of it mattered anymore.

He thought of the wish he made while he was cutting the cake, knowing Harry didn't come even though he said that he would come. They said they'd be fine, they said they'd meet each other, they said they would call each other more frequently, they said that they wouldn't be the ex's who just sent gifts but never actually meet again, they said that they would go out for brunches still, they said they would still go out publicly as friends, they said they wouldn't become strangers again but at that instant Draco couldn't help but think that Harry did exactly the opposite of everything that they planned. They didn't call each other anymore, they didn't see each other anymore, they only sent gifts to each other now, they cancelled plans, they didn't go out for brunches, even their friends didn't see them together. Harry did the opposite of all what they said they would do because right now perhaps all they seemed were like strangers with memories and that hurt him because of all the days when he wanted Harry to be there, it was today that he searched for his face in the crowd. But suppose that's the price he paid for dating his best friend which unfortunately came to an end.

Draco always thought that if there was one person he would no matter what never have to forget, the one person who would still reach out to Draco no matter when or how, the one person he would never have to miss, it would be Harry. He always thought that if there was one person he'd never have to be strangers with, it was Harry but life plays uncanny rules, the unjust and the cruel ones that leaves both of them stranded for each other.

It was in that moment of the song reaching the chorus that he held onto the railing tighter and felt his chest constricting, trying to breathe to his full capacity. He promised he wouldn't cry today but right now whoever chose to play the song was damned, and left Draco damned because he couldn't control his frown, he couldn't control what he was feeling, he couldn't control it but he had to because of all the days when he didn't want to cry because of Harry, it was that day. But he knew his heart was crashing, falling million miles deeper and the urge to yell for Harry and curse at him for why he didn't come was really strong but then it was all useless, wasn't it? Because Harry was happier without him.

It was a hard thing for Draco to accept, to realise that Harry was probably happier without him but then he had made peace with it because what more could he had done. He could not have fought with him and cried to him or yelled at him because for whatever reasons Draco couldn't bring himself to stop loving him. He wanted to but he couldn't. Unjust rules life plays.

But it was in the final moment he let go, of the metaphorical railing, when the slow breeze skimmed by.

He loosened the grip and the song reached the last verse and Draco finally forced a smile, a small smile but he smiled and he saw that couple dancing again and he remembered dancing in the dim kitchen lights with Harry and he wondered if Harry thought about Draco at all. Somewhere he hoped that Harry thought of him, a lot more than Draco would ever like to believe. He hoped that he thought of him in grocery lines or in the supermarket aisles, or in airplanes or in random restaurants, in cafe or in movie theaters, in his balcony, or at his birthday. He hoped that Harry still thought about him and he smiled at the thought of Draco because he didn't want Harry to feel even the slightest of pain thinking of them together, all he wanted was for him to think of all the happy moments they spent together and feel happy because they had it, because they gave each other a chance even if it never worked out, but he hoped that Harry thought of him, maybe when he fall asleep, in library, in the DMV, on his evening walks, at the rooftop, just anywhere, he hoped that Harry thought of him and it didn't hurt him the way it did Draco.

He hoped that if Harry ever thought of Draco then he only smiled because all Draco wanted was his happiness, even if it meant giving him up, letting him go, anything for his happiness.

So that night several may have asked what he wished upon, but only he knew that he wished that Harry still thought of him and when he did, it made him happy because Draco knew deep down in his heart that even if they're not together and even if they never see each other anymore, he knew he still loves Harry more than he ever loved anyone else and it would crush him if he knew the person he loved wasn't happy. So, he wished for his happiness, wherever he was and with whoever he was.

And maybe, just maybe it was the best wish he ever made.

Based off on a song- I hope you think of me by Lily Williams

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Right where they should be

We talk the least about the beautiful accidental meet ups with the most important people of our lives. If a nickel was given for everytime each one of us met our favourite people in the most random ways, then the world would deal with millions. The thing about these cute accidental meets is that it's dependent upon fate. A lot of us might not even believe in fate but they met through fate, they met in the most random ways but almost painfully beautiful way. We can divulge from fate all we want but not them because maybe In their book, they were fated to meet when drenched in the sparkles, with glitter in hair, rainbow on cheeks and in the most true form of them, in a simple closeted bar with people just like them. They met when they were truly themselves.

"You?" Harry asked, his smile almost contagious.

Draco shook his head, keeping it low and shrugged, "Unexpected?"

Harry kept smiling then shook his head, "Honestly, not even a little bit. If anything, this is exactly where you deserve to be found."

Draco smiled at him and nodded, maybe in agreement or maybe because he didn't know what else he could've said.

"Wanna dance?"

Harry couldn't believe himself but he nodded, he agreed and he danced, if only for one night, where he was truly himself, where Draco was truly himself.

For one night, they were maybe more than just themselves, maybe they were all that they ever desired to be and that night, in accident they met each other, why? Maybe fate. But they met and that was a start to one story that went down decades, one story that won too many hearts, one story that only had happy ending.

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Not a temporary fix

Fluff/domestic

He didn't mean to pass through. He wasn't even going to. It was a very very busy day and stopping to look at his boyfriend pet a random cat through their window pane wasn't on his list of many things he had to do today. It was a deal they made to not talk or even come close to each other till they had not done their share of work, done with cleaning and shifting in at least one room but then this was also a once in a while opportunity to watch his boyfriend smile with cats like that.

Harry swiftly leaned against the door and watched Draco pet and play with the cat for the longest while to have this feeling surge through within to go to him and play, watch him closely but he was known to be no friend to cats. Cats simply tend not to like Harry and he was okay with it but right now watching Draco talk gibberish to the cat was perhaps one of the best things he had seen in a while. The way that his face lit up while playing with the cat, the way that his lips pouted, the way that he was running his hand smoothly over the cat's fur, the way that all his attention was so focused, the way that he made the cat seem much more friendlier, it made a warm feeling to gush through within Harry. It was there in that moment that he thought that maybe he could stand and watch Draco from the door forever, with his smile and his words, he could do it forever because this was a rare moment since Draco looked much more at peace that he had in a very long time and it made Harry happier than he could even comprehend.

He knew in that instant that no matter how their relationship started, whatever they have, it wasn't a temporary thing, not anymore because you don't dream of settling in with someone and having a cat together one day if you're not in it for the long run. Harry knew that whatever his heart felt for Draco was much more bigger, much more complex and much more tender than even he knew and he was okay with it because it was Draco Malfoy and of course they haven't had the best past, nor even the best relationship but if Harry had to fight flesh and bones for someone forever, it's gonna be Draco.

"You can join me, you know, instead of gawking and smiling at me from the door." Draco teased without looking up from the cat.

"No, you look pretty with the cat- oh- wait, i have an idea, stay there." And he quickly ran and grabbed his camera from one of those cardboard boxes and came back.

"Harry-"

"No, don't look up. Keep playing with the cat." And Draco did as he was told and Harry clicked that Polaroid.

"are you done, now?" Draco asked with a soft smile to mean he didn't say anything harshly and that he just wanted Harry to come and play with the cat as well.

"Not quite." But Harry went to him either way and this time the cat didn't run away, instead the cat liked Harry very much that they were afraid they'd never find the same kind of cat again who'd like Harry as much as Draco. So, they kept it, they kept the cat and they named her Allie.

But in all of that none of them realised that they had started a together forever without even knowing. The Polaroid on top of the stool besides the door said million more things than it intended on. It marked a together forever in that specific house, on that specific day, it made that house a home because even if it was only Draco in that picture, it was the love behind that Polaroid of Harry that made it their first picture together and frankly they didn't even know it. But suppose that's just some stories. And perhaps Allie was their fate. Perhaps she always had been.

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Risks involved

"what if it doesn't work out? What if one day she just realises she can do much better than me? What if one day she wakes up and realises she doesn't love me? And bigger what if she never loved me at all? What if at the end, all I'm left with is myself in a cheap motel with a small white dog, a few clothes and my car key, that's all? What if she says no? Merlin- I can't- I can't do this, Dad, I just know I can't. I should just get out of it before she does- it'll be much better--" and then it followed a bunch of gibberish words Albus kept talking to himself, maybe designing the future of what if.

Harry sighed as he saw his son frantically pacing the room. He had seen this so many times before but maybe this one felt more closer to home than the rest because it was family after all, tonight his life was going to change and somewhere Harry would always involved in that change but right now, he just wishes his son would just shut up for just one bloody second.

He saw Draco standing near the door, smiling at Harry with a thumbs up, teasing him just because he knew he could but when Draco left with a wink, Harry rolled his eyes knowing Draco wasn't going to come and help.

"Al- Son- Al, Al- ALBUS- shush-" Albus turned to face Harry, but his nails were in his mouth and he was continuously chewing his nails away like he did in nervousness and as distracting as it was, Harry let it slide for once and continued, "you're just nervous."

"But what if I'm right? What if I'm down on my knees and she makes a weird face and says no and it ends right there, whatever we have or what if she says yes but three days later she says no. What then? What if I'm right?" Albus was hyperventilating and Harry knew about it.

Harry shook his head and said, "and what if you're wrong? What if it's all in your head? No- shush- let me do the talking now. What if what you're left with is a yes when you're down on your knees and she says she wants to marry you and love you for all her life? What if she says she loves you and can't wait to marry you? What if at the end, it works out, all of it? What if it works out in the way that in the end you have a good wife, a nice family, a family dog, a house to grow old in, what if it all works out for the best and works out just the right way that the day you die, you know all your life was worth it? That you have no regrets by spending it with the one person you love the most in the whole goddamn world? What if in 40 years from now, it works out and you're sitting right where I'm sitting and saying this to your own child? That girl is out there, going through photo albums of yours that even we don't go through and pin pointing you in every picture, that girl is the same girl who got you a dragon plushie on your second date just because you said you had one just like that when you were a kid, it's the same girl who said I love you to you on your fifth date. She's in there for the long run, son and you gotta take your chance, take the risk because what if, it all works out? Then it would be wow, having everything you'd ever want, right there with you because you never know what a simple sentence can change. So tell me, do you want to get down on your knee and propose to the women you love or are you going to freak out like your daddy in the living room?"

"I do not just freak out in the living room, okay." Draco called out as he entered the living room where they both were.

"But if what I don't find what you guys have? You guys- just fit, you know and it works out for you, like it always have. What if I never find what you guys have?" Albus asked, his worries floating through the entirety of his being.

Harry chuckled looking at Draco, "Trust me Albus, I fought the entire world for this man and so can you. If you love her, if it's meant to work out then no matter what, no matter the consequences, you'll be together, forever even."

"He's not wrong you know. We may seem like we have it all together right now but there were so many risks involved, there was so much chaos, so much pressure, too much emotions attached. If only you had seen us fight literally everyone we knew just to have what if we have right now. Love is never supposed to be easy, but it's the person you're with who makes it easier and I'll bet a hundred galleons, she makes loving easier for you, too." Draco added as he came and stood behind Harry, his arms encircling his waist before he rested his chin over Harry's shoulder.

"but-"

"what if it works out Albus? You'll never know until you try. You took the risk to ask her out, you took the risk to fall in love, take this one too. Go out there, stop being so scared. It'll work out for you, believe me, it would. I know love when I see it and it is that." Harry reassured and in a few more seconds Albus nodded and started with his gibberish all over again before taking the white velvet box out of his pocket and smiled.

"I'm going to do it."

Harry and Draco smiled at him and encouraged him a little more before he went to the kitchen saying he needed a little water.

"He gets it from you, you know?" Harry said turning his head a little to see Draco.

Draco frowned as he turned Harry around, his hands still over his waist, "Get what from me?"

"The whole freaking out thing. This nervousness. He gets it from you. Remember how scared you were before proposing me that you almost collapsed on the floor when I was in shock." Harry teased.

"Yeah, well, you'd had been too when you're standing in front of the one you want everything with and that person is looking like he's solving Pythagoras theorem in his head."

And Harry let out a loud laugh because he knows he remembers the look on Draco's face when Harry was taking his time.

"But it doesn't matter you know?"

"Why?" Harry smiled.

"Because it worked out in the end. It worked in the way that I have someone I love, someone I will love for the rest of my life, someone I have a family with and have a family dog and cat with. It worked out in the end, after everything, every fight, every disaster, every risk, it all worked out and it makes me so happy that it all worked out with you." Draco smiled.

Harry nodded, smiling, "It was meant to work out. I'd had led into battles to have you, otherwise."

"Knowing you, you probably might've." Draco teased.

And they stared at each other for a while longer than 3 seconds and realised that even after years, they still saw each other as the young boys in love. To Harry, Draco would never be old, to him he would always be the 21 year Draco he fell hopelessly in love with and so did Draco. It's almost as if time never really moved, that all the time never really passed but all it ever did was pass, all the time had passed, all the years and yet they're still locked in time, in memory and in love.

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Mid summer in moonlit hours

This is my gift to @drarrywords. I just wanna say, thank you for sticking by, always and for being one of the best beta reader I could ever ask for. You’re a wonderful being, and I’m so glad we met even if sometimes I’m terrible at showing it. This is for you and I hope you like it. Happy birthday bestie, I love you.  

The first time it had came up in the conversation was when they were on a picnic in the park of Harry's neighborhood. They were only 3 months into dating then but Harry knew that it was everything he ever needed, it was those times when everything was just as perfect as it could ever. He had just returned with pretzels when he saw Draco playing with a dog. It wasn’t entirely a strange sight but it was definitely something new, it was sort of unlike Draco to him or maybe something along the lines that he didn't really expect Draco to be a dog person but he would've been a fool if he did not admit that seeing Draco with that dog was adorable.

As anyone would've done, Harry asked him if he ever have had a pet before and to his surprise Draco had said yes. 

“It was the cutest little thing. I still think about him a lot.” Draco had said with a smile, still playing with that dog. 

“Tell me more.” Harry had asked curiously with a smile. 

“Well, He never really stayed long enough for me to name him, say I was still trying to figure out what to call him because I just wanted it to be symbolic but unfortunately he didn’t stay with us long enough, he had to be sent away. But, you know, he was still one of the best things that ever happened to me. Its strange how it takes you months to get attached to a person and just few moments with puppies. Holding him in my arms for the first time, it just- felt like it was everything I ever wanted to hold and I never wanted to let go of him and oh- he was just so sweet. You know, he would just come up to me and lay in my lap whenever he’d want to get sleep and I’d sing to him and like the cutest little creature, he’d doze off, right in my arms. You know how they say that you get things in life right when you most need them, It was that time, having him was the best thing that happened to me during those times but saying goodbye, fuck you have no idea how hard it was, still makes me so sad to think of him and I just wish I wouldn’t but I tear up every time. He was like all the beautiful, bright things in this world, like the sunlight that melts the snow, like the warmth that wraps your heart in a cocoon and it just felt so safe, being with him even though he was literally defenseless,” Draco had chuckled, taking a small pause for a while, zoning out for mere seconds perhaps in the memory of him but then he came back and what he said next, just touched Harry more than he ever realised, “On the day that we had to send him back, he came to me, he curled in my lap and I had put everything aside, and I sang to him and for once, just that day he didn’t sleep, he just kept looking at me and with that look in his eyes, a part of me was just ripping apart but I didn’t want to stop singing. He just so sweetly pressed his nose into my hands when I was singing- I just- jeez, i’m sorry this got intense, I didn’t really mean to. I just really loved him.”

But to Harry it didn’t matter if it got intense or not, to him he could listen to Draco talk about that puppy forever and he couldn’t figure out why, but all he wanted was to bring back that puppy to him and make him happy again and he wanted to even hear Draco sing to the puppy. He could just picture him with that puppy and Harry loved that imagination. 

“It must’ve been so hard to let go.” Harry had finally said as he reached for his hand and rubbed little circles over it. 

Draco shook his head with a little smile,”Very hard.” 

Harry couldn’t help himself but kiss Draco’s hand as he held, he just wanted Draco to be alright, to be happy, again. 

“He’ll always be a part of you no matter what and you know what I think, I think you shouldn’t get sad thinking about him because he made you happy, right. And even if it does make you a little sad, he can still be all those things to you, the sunlight, the warmth, everything you ever said, you don’t have to let go of him because you only ever say goodbye to things you are going to forget but you are never going to forget him, so he’s just here, with you, always, in your heart besides I also think he wouldn’t really like to see you all sad over him, he’d want you to be happy.” Harry had tried to cheer up, but even he knew he was failing miserably at it. 

Draco however had chuckled, “That might be the most dorkiest thing I’ve ever heard you say.” 

“Well- I am a dork.” Harry shrugged. 

Draco fondly smiled at him and then finally said, “I don’t know, I think It’ll always feel a little sad just thinking about him but he makes me more nostalgic than anything else.” 

Harry had nodded, this time because he understood what Draco felt, even if he never really understood the intensity of it but he understood what letting go must’ve felt like, so, he finally said, kissing the inside of Draco’s palm, “I know.” 

But they never really talked about it after that, ever, and maybe it was better that way but ever since that day, thinking about that day was what Harry did more than often because that conversation had left him feeling nostalgic over what he never even had but mostly he wanted Draco to be with that dog again. He wanted something impossible but currently it was ages ago when they had that conversation. They were far ahead of only 3 months of dating, they had reached an entire year and it was Draco’s first birthday after they had moved in together and Harry had gotten him the best gift he could possibly think of. 

Harry had waited till the very end of the evening when everyone had left because he wanted it to be something just between him and Draco. So, then it happened, Harry bought his gift and presented it to Draco. 

“Now, before you open this, I just want to tell you, I love you okay and I just hope you like it.” 

And then Draco opened the soft unsealed box with a wooden basket and there laid that puppy Harry had bought him. 

“I know this isn’t anywhere close to the puppy you had but ever since that day, I just knew this is what I wanted to get you. I know it’s not the same but I hope you can love him as much as you loved your puppy.” 

“Harry-” Draco choked and he kept that basket aside for a single minute to hug Harry so tight that he was panting for breath once they broke apart, “I never thought you’d get me a puppy.” 

Harry shrugged but then he helped Draco to sit down on the couch and he knelt before him, taking his hands in his own and said, “Look, you know all those things you said about your puppy that day, how it made you feel warm, like sunlight and heart being wrapped in a cocoon and feeling safe, you make me feel those things too, in a totally different context and you can see i’m totally terrible at giving these speeches but- Draco- I just want you to know that I love you so much that I want you to feel those things again, with this one, with me by your side and I want you to sing that song to our puppy and I want to hear you sing, I want to watch you sing. I- I guess what I’m trying to say is somewhere along the lines that I want to look after this puppy with you, together and I want to see you happy with our it, too. Do you get what I mean? because I have no idea what I’m trying to-” 

“Shush- I love you too and I love this, okay?” Draco reassured Harry after cutting him off. Draco smiled at Harry and kissed his forehead because it was just hard not to at that moment. 

“I never thought you’d do this for me, but this gesture alone means a lot to me, like I can’t even explain. I love it so much, I wish I could truly explain but I’m so overwhelmed, I’m at loss of words, like really- Harry. I just wish I could explain-” 

“You don’t have to and you know what, we don’t even have to talk about it. Okay. Lets just- Do you want to just name him with me?” Harry asked as if it wasn’t a big deal but it was, it was a huge deal but the way Harry just asked made Draco chuckle. 

“Yes, I want to name him with you, Yes, yes, I do.” He said as though it was a proclamation to something and maybe it was, maybe it wasn’t but it didn’t matter because in that moment it made both of them so much more happier. 

“What should we name him then?” Draco asked. 

“Anything you want to call him.” Harry said with a smile. 

“Anything?” 

“Anything.” 

“Do you think he’s Louis?” Draco asked too innocently taking that puppy in his lap. 

Harry smiled with a nod, “He can be a Louis.” 

And then they called pet the puppy, they both called him Louis and like the sweetest little gesture the puppy nudged his nose into Draco’s palm. 

And It just fit, He was the most Louis he could ever be and it wasn’t just that, they all just fit in that small beautiful of a home, together, they all just fit.  

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Nuclear Reaction

Microfic requested sentence: I wish you would look at me like you look at them.

I wish you would look at me like you look at them, even if for one second.

I wish you'd look at me and not have a frown on your face or I wish you would look at me without a scoff on your lips, without a roll of your eyes or with that hatred you have stored in for me.

I just wish for one split second you'd look at me for more than who I've been, for more than my past. I want you to know that I'm repenting for my sins, that I'm grieving for myself, that I'm hurting because you don't even match my eyes.

I don't want you to glare at me instead I want you to look at me across table and pass me a smile, I just want you to even look at me and not ignore me....

I want you to look at me the way you see Hermione or Ron or Ginny or Neville, or any other person because I want you to know that I'm sorry, I'm sorry for the way I hurt you, I'm sorry for the way I treated you in the past but I promise you I'm not the same as I was and I want you to see that.

But I know you won't look at me the way I want you to, you'd only look at her.

I wish you'd look at me the way you look at them but I perhaps would combust like a nuclear reaction.

But deep in my hollow heart, I know that nuclear reaction would be worth it.

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Come back home

He didn't intend on listening, that wasn't even on his list, nor was he eavesdropping but he was simply passing by like a usual passerby and he couldn't stop himself from listening to what the man inside the room was speaking. He recognized his voice at once, he had been so familiar with it from all those years ago and he swore that he would never be able to forget that voice, even in his dreams. You don’t forget people like him. 

What struck to him was how he found him after all those months from his reappearance. The last he had heard about him was when he was in Peru, backpacking in the foothills and that too he heard because he had managed to save someone from accidental magic and the words had spread like fire. He didn't know what he did after that, nor he thinks he knew what he was doing before the Peru incident and strangely he wishes he knew. Apparently, he was a mere shadow in almost everyone's life, mostly Draco’s own.

He opened the door softly and without much of a notice, he shifted towards the back seats of the room as silently as possible. He whispered to make some seat available for him and when finally sat, a relief ran through him that he was able to see his face, he didn’t know he longed to see his face. 

A hand raised in the crowd and Harry pointed towards the person to speak up. 

“Hi, I’m Riana. Since we were talking about main themes like love, I had something to share. I’m young, you see, so everyone fails to notice that I too can love, but I have fallen in love with someone, unfortunately one I should not love but I feel as if nobody would understand me and even if I do talk about it, I feel like I’m faulty, like I am making a big deal out of something I should never make. But why must it be that it’s me who is wrong to love and not him that I fell for? Why must it be that I still feel happy despite this pain that I feel? I don’t want to be wrong to love but I feel like I am, like I’ve been wrong my whole life.” 

Harry smiled softly sitting on his chair and shook his head, “Why must love have anything to do with age? Doesn’t a child love his or her mother from the moment it’s been put in her arms? Why do we have to define love as young or old, why do we need to define it. Love is love, regardless of age, sex, number, people, identity, nation. Its love. Riana, you love him and that’s neither here nor there that is wrong, it’s not your hearts fault to pursue love, it’s not himself that made you fall for him, that’s the thing about love, isn’t it, it just happens. I’m sure nobody in life ever asks to fall in love voluntarily, nobody who actually falls in love seeks love as an object, but we fall in love regardless. Love is without boundaries, it always has been, it’s we who make boundaries, our own fears, our own insecurities that forbid loving. We don’t decide who we fall for, we simply do, maybe for some beautiful grey eyes or someone’s beautiful hair, or smile or dimples. We don’t decide, we can never decide who we are going to meet, we just do and then, there goes our traitorous heart, seeking who wish we had never seek but who we love, despite what they do to us, makes us happy. That’s the most beautiful thing about love.” 

He glanced around the room for a brief moment and Draco ducked his head, not knowing why but he did, maybe because he felt illegal to be there but couldn’t exactly reason why. He knew he wasn't ready to face him in the crowd.

“We love unconditionally, we always have I believe. Why it hurts? Its because we love, and if we love, there will always be pain. Falling in love isn’t a mundane thing, we want it to work, we want to be liked, we wish to be wanted, it’s bigger than all of us combined, the difference is some gets to feel the intensity, some doesn’t. Lucky are those who gets to, unlucky are those who doesn’t get to, those who at the end of the day walk alone on their way to Eiffel tower but then you must ask me why is it so important that we love? Why is love such a big thing?” He smiled momentarily then spoke again, “Its because, since we learn the meaning of the word love, we look for it in things, in magic, in books, in flowers, in trees, in people and out of everything, only humans and animals loves us back and it hurts us when we don’t feel the returned love. I suppose loving should always be a choice, but most days its not, but never fear love, never look for faults in someone you love because maybe in years later, you’ll look in the mirror and their face would look back to you in reflection and then when you’d see them, you’d wonder, why was I so afraid to love? It was just love wasn’t it. As I see, I’ve sidelined from what we were actually talking about,” The crowd emerged in a soft laughter, so did Harry and Draco could find himself smiling. 

“Riana, this is for you, If you’ve loved him, love him entirely, It’ll hurt, it’ll make you want to kill, but if it doesn’t hurt, it’s not love and loving is rare. Believe me, not everyone can love and we cannot love everyone. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be loved if you must think, but expecting it to come back from the same person always, that’s a tragedy even Aristotle couldn’t talk about. So, I guess what I'm saying is don’t worry, your love would come to you, in the most unexpected ways possible.” And at the end Harry smiled. 

The convention eventually ended after that soon enough and no matter how much Draco had to fight his instincts, he couldn’t help and went upto Harry anyways. 

Harry had been collecting some sort of pamphlets and organising them on a stack on the table when Draco finally said something. 

“You make quite a speaker.” 

As Harry looked up, he was half shocked to find Draco there and half shocked to believe they met again after years at his own convention, “You gotta earn somehow.” 

Draco smiled, nodding his head along, “Yeah, Wizarding world is in debt anyhow,” 

“Really?” 

“No- I was only kidding.” Draco shook his head, playing off his joke. 

“Uhm, so what are you doing at this convention?”

“Shouldn’t I be the one to ask you that question? You’ve been in hiding for years now.” If Draco was trying to dig out some old bridges, Harry caught on. 

“If you want to call living my life my way hiding, then sure, I've been in hiding." Harry shrugged.

Draco sighed, helping Harry with a pamphlet that didn't need any help, "You know what I mean, Harry. You've been on a run, you ran away with so many questions unanswered."

Harry looked at Draco for a long moment before he could bring himself to say it, "I didn't run away from you if you think that's what I did,"

"But that's exactly what you did, you ran away from me, from Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Teddy.."

It struck Harry then maybe or maybe it was the guilt that ran as a glimpse in his eyes of what he had done or perhaps it was just a truth thrown at his face one more time. He stepped away from the table and collected his bag from the chair as if he was to depart very soon.

"Aren't you tired?"

Draco could only look at Harry's back but he knew what Harry wanted to say, he always knew, even back then.

"They all miss you, you know that right."

"And I don't?" Harry turned around.

Draco shrugged, "We don't run away from people we love, Harry, that's all I'm saying. I know you miss them too but why keep running away If you miss all of them!"

Harry sighed, shaking his head, "I've been running for a long time, Draco. I don't even know if I belong here anymore, If I belong with you people now."

"What are you talking about? You know you'll always belong here."

"They're all pissed. Don't you think I know them, I'm afraid to face them." Harry confessed.

"Harry, you'll be afraid of facing them for a minute, maybe a couple even but nobody would abandon you,"

"But what if they do?"

"You grew up with them, Harry. How can you not know this? They've always loved you, always will. Their anger is nothing but love for you. You don't see the way Ron still reads newspaper because of you and when that Peru thing happened, he took the next train there just to find you. Harry, they would never abandon you." Draco explained stepping closer to him.

Harry still shook his head unable to find anymore argument, "I guess you're right."

Draco nodded then as if he pretended to notice the time in his wrist he spoke up, "I should actually get going, I have to take the next train home."

Harry nodded understandably and nodded good-bye but perhaps that was not when he wanted to say goodbye, maybe there was something still left, so he asked as Draco was turning away, "Did you ever miss me?"

Draco turned around again to face Harry and shrugged his shoulders, "Every now and then."

But the truth was he missed him every living day, every breathing night, every sunrise, every sunset. He missed him, an awful lot but time had run out for him to admit that he missed someone he hadn't met in 4 years.

"I hope you know I never wanted to leave things the way I left."

Draco smiled, then nodded, "I know."

But even if he didn't, Draco understood. He didn't sleep many nights but he always knew that Harry Potter could hardly ever break his heart all that much. He always Harry had a reason, even before anyone else understood it.

"I wanted it, I really did but thing's.."

"There was never a moment I didn't know you didn't want it but I suppose something's were always much larger than the need to date someone. In any case even if all that wasn't clear before, I know it now, especially after listening to everything you said at the convention." Draco smiled.

Harry smiled back and nervously rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah- I don't forget things easily, you know that."

Draco nodded, implying he did know it.

"I should go." Draco said again and this time he was almost at the door when he had one last thing to say,

"Harry, come back home. You know right where it is."

Harry was stunned for what seemed like moments because he didn't expect Draco to remember it from all those years ago. It was him who used to say that home is people, it's never places and when you lose your way, you know right where your home is but along the lines Harry expected Draco to forget it, but he didn't and that hit him, that made him want to run miles for home.

"Do you think you'd want to go to that Bistro with me now? Down the alley?" Harry asked.

Draco was shook but his surprise quickly shifted to a smile and he shook his head, "That turned down last year but I do have a place in mind, if you want we can go there? This weekend works?"

"Sure."

Draco smiled, "It'll be nice to see you back."

And he left the room and for the last time he left the room without a worry if he'll say Harry again or not, he knew he would.

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The Last Coffee

"All packed and ready to go?" Harry asked as he knocked on Draco's bedroom door.

Draco turned around, taking a break from applying tape on one of the last cardboard boxes. He nodded his head with a soft smile, "All done. The driver will pick up these boxes by tomorrow morning, that's alright right?"

" Yeah, as long as that person doesn't disturb my sleep." Harry shrugged in a joke.

Draco shook his head with a chuckle, "Typical Harry of you."

Harry for that brief didn't know what else to say because he knew Draco was going to be thousand of miles apart in a matter of few hours when for the last 10 years of his life they have lived in the same place, whether it was school or this apartment.

"Last coffee before I leave?" Draco finally asked and Harry nodded.

They collected their coats and walked hand in hand to the coffee shop by the corner of the street for what was the last time.

"So, this is the last time we're going to hold hands?" Harry finally said.

Draco sighed.

"Come on, someone had to say it and I know there's a lot on your mind so just say whatever it is or you know you'll regret it." Harry said.

Draco looked at Harry for a brief moment knowing he was right.

Right after ordering their last cup of coffee's together Draco finally opened up,

"Are you sure you don't want to give long distance a try? We could make it work if we try."

Harry smiled, "We could try, we could even try if you lived on the opposite ends of the planet but we know how it's going to end. Our time zone's are not even going to be the same, let alone we won't have a proper communication about anything. It won't be the same."

Draco teared up a little because he was hoping with his whole heart that Harry might turn his thought around if even at the last moment but he was losing any kind of hope here.

Harry noticing his emotions took his hands in his own and caressed them softly.

"I know you think this is easy for me but it's killing me inside. I have loved you for years, we've lived in the same apartment for 4 years, we've been together almost all the time, how can it possibly be easy for me to not be around you anymore? I've loved you all this time and I can't tell you how much I really want to make it work but Draco I know the differences we'll have, you'll have a whole lot of different people there, you'll be required there so many more times. You will need so much time to adjust into a new environment and I'll start wondering how much efforts you're putting in and then I will get used to it and by the time you'll be done adjusting, I'll have a life of my own, we won't be able to make time for each other, we'll have more fights than conversation- "

"Harry, just stop," Draco cut him off taking his hands away from Harry's hold, "you have this whole thing planned out as if you're going to do it. How are you so sure that this is what's going to happen? What if it's the opposite?"

Harry gave him a soft smile, "I don't know half shit of how it's going to work or what may happen or what may not. To be very honest, I think i'm wrong but- there is a 5% chance in what i'm saying is true and that is why before I lose you to distance, I want to be prepared for losing you. At least, I know I am ending it and not you because of distance," he takes a pause and sighs, "I just don't want to be hurt and hurt you more than I have. I don't want to fight and give up on you-"

"and so you don't even want to try?"

Harry shook his head, "I want to. I want to be proven wrong but I know I won't be because one day I don't want to be on the end where you say I don't think this is working and have my heart shattered but knowing that it was happening all the time. You know how you always called me a saviour?"

Draco nods.

"This time the saviour wants to save himself. Sometimes that saviour has to make sacrifices and compromises so this time i'm choosing to protect myself because I don't think I'll ever be okay if this ends after trying. How can you get hurt when you never even tried?"

"By knowing you never even tried. You are giving up, Harry, you've never given up before." A tear dropped down from the corner of his eyes and Harry wiped it away.

"I'm not giving up. I love you, I have and I always will but I'm not the same person I used to be. I have been a lot hurt in my life Draco and you know it so well, this one time, just once I want to not be hurt later."

"So, you're hurting me instead?" Draco sobbed.

"I'm hurting both of us really but I know I am hurting you. I know and I wish I wasn't but this is for the better and you'll know with time. I am so sorry for all the pain but we are meant to be hurt, now or later. Impending doom."

"So, its a losing argument with you? You are not going to change your mind?" Draco asked.

Harry teared up and shook his head, "We're both losing. I am losing you, I am hurting you but I know it's for the better of both of us. I want to change my mind but I know I shouldn't. I want to protect both of us."

"I don't think you're protecting anyone." But Harry didn't know what else to say because he knew he wasn't going to change his mind, he wanted to but he knew he shouldn't.

Draco shook his head and after wiping away his tears gave a smile, "I suppose it was good while it lasted."

"The best I'll ever have. Only one i'll ever have."

"I love you."

"I love you."

They shared their one last cup of coffee after which Draco left for unknown amount of time. Harry didn't know if he made the best decision or not, he always hoped he did but he never wanted Draco to live with any regret of ending things between them. Maybe they were doomed, maybe they were not. Distance breaks many hearts and they knew they'd be one of them but Harry would rather lose Draco to himself than to distance.

One last cup of coffee, that was all that mattered at the end.

I should've been studying but this was meant to be written..

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