Summer Rain

Epilogue

"Are you sure you want to do this, baby?" Draco asked as he helped Harry climb stiffly from the passenger side of the rental car. His leg had been bothering him that day, but he had still been determined to make the trip.

"Absolutely. I couldn't leave England without revisiting this place." Harry grinned and drew in a deep breath of sea air. It was just before sunset, but the weather wasn't as warm as it had been last time. There was a breeze from the water and the sea air was crisp and fresh. The setting sun had painted the sky with gentle hues of purples and blues.

"It's not changed much," Draco commented as he squinted out into the ocean.

It was the day before they were to leave for Australia and Harry had insisted on returning to that beach one last time. Harry didn't say anything as he closed his eyes and pictured himself and Draco cuddled up on the very sand he was standing on all those years before. He shivered slightly in the cool breeze.

"Are you ok?" Draco asked softly, draping his own coat over Harry's shoulders. Harry opened his eyes and turned to gaze at Draco.

"Believe it or not, I am ok. Better than I have been in a long time." Harry smiled and closed the gap between them and pressed his lips against Draco's. He pulled away and they slowly walked together a few paces up the beach. "Remember what we did here?" Harry grinned cheekily and tapped the end of his walking stick in the sand.

"Oh fuck, yes," Draco breathed; his eyes slipped closed and his mouth dropped open slightly as he remembered exactly what they had done there.

"Exactly," Harry smirked, "three times, if I remember rightly."

"We could have a repeat performance," Draco offered and wriggled his eyebrows. "For old times sake?" Harry laughed and swatted him on the arm.

"If I get down on this sand, there's no way I'll get back up again."

"And?" Draco said slyly before breaking into a laugh. "Just joking, babe. I remember. Bed only for at least another few weeks," Draco mimicked the doctor's orders. "Bugger it." Harry snorted at Draco's jesting.

"But think how much fun we'll have when we can fuck in other places again." Harry grinned.

"Did I mention how lovely the beaches are in Australia?" Draco pulled Harry against his chest and kissed his nose before gently probing Harry's mouth with his tongue. "Very soft sand."

"Mmmmmmmm..." Harry moaned softly and returned the kiss.

They kissed deeply for a few minutes, completely oblivious to their surroundings when Harry felt a drop of liquid on his head. He reached up and realised it had started to rain softly. "I don't fucking believe it..." He murmured and shook his head. Draco chuckled.

"Old times sake, then?" Draco whispered in Harry's ear and started swaying him softly in a slow dance.

"Old times sake," Harry agreed and melted into Draco as they danced once again in the summer rain.

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