The Weather is Here, Wish You Were Beautiful

Chapter Six: Love Song From a Different Pint of View

Draco stood outside the hotel room door, staring at the gold numbers for a long moment before knocking, softly at first, hesitantly, then pounding on the wooden door.

Harry opened it far enough to look at him before slamming it shut again. Draco glared and started pounding on it again, shaking the wooden door.

"Go away!" Harry yelled from the other side, pressing his back against the door.

"No, not until you talk with me!"

"I'm never speaking to you again, you traitor!"

"Harry, open this fucking door or I'm kicking it in!"

Harry laughed. "I'd like to see you try!"

Draco glared at the door and gripped the upper portion of the door frame, using it to help lift himself and kick the door repeatedly. "Let. Me. In. You. Bastard!"

"Go to hell, Malfoy!"

Ginny watched the scene, amused, a bag of groceries in her hand. Draco paused to glare at her. "Weasley."

"Idiot." she greeted back, smirking. "Why don't you just use magick?" Draco mumbled something under his breath. Ginny tilted her head, amused. "What was that?"

"I can't. My wand was snapped when I came over here. No way to trace me."

"Ah. Good." She flicked her wand and the door opened, but before Draco could enter she had moved past him and slammed the door in his face again.

"WEASLEY!"

She just smirked as she puttered about, putting away the groceries, ignoring Draco's yells and banging on the door.

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"Why won't you just go out with me?"

"Drop dead."

"No. Lunch, just lunch!"

"No, damnit! When will you just LEAVE ME ALONE?!"

"Never. I'm not going to rest until you're back in my arms."

"Well that's not going to happen, Draco."

"Come on, Harry. It's just lunch. A simple, tiny little meal."

Harry screamed in frustration and turned, pointing his wand at Draco, only to find a wand pointed in is face. "I thought you snapped yours..."

"I did, doesn't mean I can't steal Raj's. Might not be as powerful or strong but it's just as effective."

Harry went to say something when he suddenly slumped to the ground, a rock dropping next to him. Draco smirked. "Of course, so's that." He handed Raj back her wand and picked up his husband, slinging the body over his shoulder. "Thanks, babe."

Raj shook her head, sliding her wand up her sleeve as she watched Draco cart off his prize. "Caveman." She returned to the pub, smiling at the redhead who was waiting for her wearing very little in the way of clothing.

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Ginny walked around the room as Raj lay in bed, smoking a pipe, watching her. She examined everything, taking it all in, putting it together to form some...picture of her lover. She paused near a silver frame carrying a photo of a young blond boy and a dark haired man, both smiling. "Who is this?"

"My son. And my ex-husband."

"Your...but...I thought you were..."

"A lesbian? I am. Girl's only, thanks."

"But..."

Raj laughed, standing and wrapping an arm around Ginny's waist, blowing out a stream of smoke away from her face. "Just because I'm sexually attracted to girls, doesn't mean I can't love a man. I married him for love, not sex."

"But..." Confused, Ginny jabbed at the picture, pointing at the smiling boy.

"David was conceived in the non traditional way. I've never actually slept with Eiri."

"Oh. Where are they now?"

"London...Morocco...California...somewhere. I can never remember. They send letters and I get to see David every summer. The rest of the time he's with his dad and his step dad."

"Why did you divorce...you ARE divorced, right?"

"We are. What can I say, he fell for the man of his dreams. I wasn't going to stand in is way so we divorced happily. He got custody of David because I couldn't picture myself raising a kid alone. I love the little munchkin to pieces but kids aren't really my thing."

"Oh," Ginny just stared at the picture, unsure what to say or think. This was a rather new experience for her. Not many of her girlfriends or boyfriends had kids.

"Don't worry about it. It's just a new facet of my life you didn't know before. It happens."

Ginny smiled and turned her head, kissing Raj's cheek before heading to take a shower. Raj watched her go before picking up the picture, running a finger down her son's cheek, sighing softly. She glanced at her ex-husband's face and smiled sadly. "I miss you, brat."

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Harry glared at Draco, holding an ice pack to his head, watching as the blond moved around the bar, getting it set up for the night's rush. Draco practically danced around, setting up chairs, slicing fruit, checking bottles over and doing everything BUT look at the man he had knocked unconscious and carried into the bar. Now that he had Harry alone...he didn't know what to say.

"Why would I even want you back?" Harry asked, breaking the silence with the cold question, still glaring, though his eyes twitched every so often in pain.

Draco sighed, his head lowering as he set down the knife he had been working with. "I honestly don't know, Harry. I did some really, REALLY stupid shit. I know this. But..." He looked up at Harry, sadness clear in his eyes. "I love you. I truly do. I know I ran away and that I left you and gave you up...but...I've never stopped loving you, never stopped thinking about you. You still mean everything to me."

"Then why couldn't you have just stayed, Draco? How am I supposed to belive you? Even if you had left...ten years, it's been ten FUCKING years! I died when you left. Everything about me died when I had to bury what I thought was you. Ten years..." Harry laughed bitterly. "You've returned ten years too late."