Together Forever

Draco walked into his office to find a note on his desk. He curiously looked at it, and noticed it was written in a loopy, romantic writing. He picked the note up and opened it. It read:

Dearest Draco,

I have been thinking of nothing but you for the longest time. I need to talk to you, to tell you how I feel. Come to my flat at 8:30pm tonight.

135 Gandan Dr.

Little Whinging

Surrey

Harry Potter

Draco could hardly believe his eyes. He reread the note over and over again, until finally he decided that he would go after work. He tucked the note into his pocket, and then got ready for a day in the Ministry of Magic.

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Draco was on his way over to Harry´s when he thought about exactly what he was doing. If his father ever found out that he had been invited to Harry´s and had gone, he would be beat alive.

Why am I going? I have nothing to do with Potter, except throw snide remarks. Draco thought.

But you do know why, you know it. You love Potter.

How revolting, why are you coming here trying to tell me things that are unbearably untrue?

How very cute, you are trying to convince yourself that you are not in love with the Potter boy!

Shut the hell up! I am not believing one word you´re saying, I know that I do not...oh no, I do love Potter! Oh my gawd, I can´t go over now, but then again, I will see him. NO! I DO NOT LOVE POTTER!

Yes you do sweetie, you can admit it.

Didn´t I tell you to shut the fuck up?! I´m not listening to you anymore, bye!

Draco was now at Harry´s flat. He looked at the dark green door as he knocked softly on it. It swung open and at once, he smelt the scent of rose petals and the sound of romantic music hit his ears. He looked inside and called out for Harry. No one answered so Draco strided in cautiously.

`Hello? Harry?´

There was still no answer. He walked into the hallway and noticed a trail of rose petals. He decided to follow them and he was led into the very comfortable looking living room. Harry was sitting on the couch with a very laid back expression on his face.

`Umm.... Harry? Why did you want me to come here?´ Draco was surprised that he had just said Harry´s first name. Harry was very surprised also, he smiled though, as he stood up and slowly walked over to Draco.

`I wanted to tell you something,´ Harry whispered back as he was almost face-to-face with Draco. He put his hand on Draco´s arm and slowly traced little circles on it with his index finger.

Draco trembled and looked down at Harry´s arm, but Harry used his other hand to lift up Draco´s chin. He looked into those silver-gray eyes and an emotion, lust...love...desire, flickered across his face. Draco was momentarily frozen when he felt Harry´s warm lips over his. He just stood there for a moment, but then reality seemed to sink back in. He didn´t move back or push Harry away, he was very surprised at what he did. He had returned the kiss to Harry, and pulled him as close as their bodies would let them.

Harry pulled back and smiled at Draco. He slid his hands down to Draco´s pant´s belt loops. He pulled off his belt slowly as he kissed Draco on the neck. Draco let out a moan and he hastily unbuttoned Harry´s shirt. Harry´s lips formed a smile on top of Draco´s and he pushed Draco back onto the couch. Harry straddled him as he felt Draco´s erection on his own. He chuckled softly and pulled Draco´s belt out of his pants.

Draco was playing with the last button on Harry´s shirt, but it wouldn´t come off. He ripped it off with his teeth, and pulled off the shirt. He caressed Harry´s chest with his lips and moved farther and farther down. He stopped at Harry´s waist, which was covered by his pants.

Harry had now ripped off Draco´s shirt and was working on his pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped them, then he slowly slid them off.

I have to go through with this, I need to do this, it will happen.

Harry had slid Draco´s pants off totally and Draco had done the same with Harry´s. Now Harry was ontop of Draco, and he was kissing his chest, all the way down to his naval. Draco moaned slightly and caressed the raven-haired boy´s head.

But then, Draco felt Harry get up, and then an excruciating pain in his chest. He looked down and there was a knife into his chest just above his heart. He looked into Harry´s hazy eyes, and saw how much this was torturing Harry. He couldn´t understand though, he had thought Harry had loved him.

`But, Harry, I thought you loved me? Why are you killing me?´ Draco asked quietly as his vision began to become hazy and dark. He was having trouble breathing and focusing on Harry.

`I´m doing it for the best, my love. Don´t worry, you will see me soon,´ Harry answered softly as he pushed the knife in farther into Draco´s chest. It had hit his heart and he had died.

Harry pulled the blade out, and he took Draco´s limp forearm and carved a lighting bolt on it. It was just above the Dark Mark. Harry then does the same thing to his forearm. He put the blade against his chest and said these last few words.

`This is the only way we can be together, Draco.´

He pushed the blade in hard and fell to the floor.