Madness ***Complete***

Epilogue:
Forever


(((…Awake…)))

“Draco.”

The word was louder than the thought. It matters not. I know what I must do. I know what has to be done…I must…

“Open.” The door disappeared. I think it disintegrated. Ash upon ash. Isn’t it pretty?

There’s another door. There are many doors. But there is only one… he must be behind it. He can only be behind one door so the one door must be his.

“Open.” It happened again. The door disappeared and there is ash on the floor. I think perhaps I made it burn. There has to be burning to be ash. But the ash isn’t important because it was the door and it is him. He sees me now. I think he must recognize me because he is sobbing my name. He should never have to cry…not for me.

“Draco.” The word is louder than the thought but I know what I am now. Nothing else matter. It’s not like before. Not like when nothing at all mattered. Not like when I was alone. Because even though things are confusing, even though my thoughts are tangled with his, I know who I am now.

I move towards him. My moving has set him right. He is moving to and our lips are meeting in the middle. I feel so complete with him against me. I feel so whole with his tongue in my mouth and his taste within me. I think I must have been dead because I am alive now and without him…I must have been dead.

“Let’s go.” I don’t know who spoke, me or him. Or maybe it was a thought. But it doesn’t matter because we are no longer me and him we are us. We are one.

We are leaving the room. We are approaching another door. I do not speak yet the door is gone. Beyond the door is a man. He seems afraid, surprised, shocked. We do not care. We are leaving this prison, these walls, everything. We are leaving everything now.

We walk away from the man. We feel spells hit us but we ignore them. Spells cannot touch us we are more than magic. We are one.

We are walking up stairs. We are beyond stairs, in a room now, another room and there are doors again but we can see light, daylight.

We leave. We are leaving. We are gone from the prison and the walls and the silence and the fear and we are gone from everything. I turn to me, my other half, the one without which I am nothing. He stares back at me and I am drowning in silver but I feel as though I float.

There is a thought between us and we answer it. Without thought, without movement or speech, without anything but the desire we are gone. And gone again. And forever displaced but we are whole. We are somewhere else and we are free. Free of prisons and wall and everything. We are free of people and free of magic and free of earth because…we are gone. And we are gone and we are gone and we are whole…alone but never alone.

He says my name and I know he wants what I have longed for even in my time of not wanting anything. I am against him and he is within me and time is nothing to us. We are moving in a dance of pleasure and perfection and I know what I must scream now.

And I scream. And I scream. “DRACO!” the word is louder than the thought but its okay because I know who I am. I am Draco and I am Harry. And it’s okay because it’s all over now…we are done, we are free.

‘…we are gone….we are done…we are free…we are one…’

FIN