Love never Dies

A/N: Reply To Nisa: First off, don't apologize, I LOVE these kinds of reviews. And don't worry, I get annoyed at that as well. And I never said forgiveness would be easy accomplished (that would be a waste of my 4 years studying psychology). But there is a good reason for everything in this, well, mostly anyway, and even though I love using cliches and trying to make them work, I think what I am intending to do might actually be more original. Though, I guess most things' already been done in this category. XD

Draco’s heart almost stopped. He felt dizzy. Like he was going to be sick.

Dying?! Now that was a concept he couldn’t wrap his mind around. Surely it must be a joke.

“Dying?” He questioned, staring into Harry’s eyes, to see if the other man was laughing. But the graveness on his eyes and the nod he gave, left Draco feeling numb. And quite a bit angry. “The first time I hear from you, in seven years, you tell me that you’re dying?! No. I can’t accept that. I won't. ”

“It’s past the point of acceptance now, Draco. ” Harry said grimly, pursing his mouth, a slight wrinkle between his brows. How Draco wanted to take him into his arms and kiss that frowning face away. But he couldn’t. Draco swallowed and closed his eyes for a brief moment.

“Then why did you call for me?” He said through clenched teeth and looked deep within those shining emeralds, trying to find his answer there. For what was the point; redemption? No, he wanted more from Harry than that. He needed, no DEMANDED, more than that.

“Truth be told, I…” Harry swallowed audibly, sighed and then shook his head, as if he tried to compose himself from tearing up again. “My children needs a home. After I’m gone, I mean. ”

Children? Was Harry going nuts or were there more than one? How many more?

Draco took a deep breath. He'd get to the bottom of this. Harry better bring some answers to the table. And soon.

“And what’s wrong with the Weasley’s then?” Draco knew that he was sneering at a dying person, but he couldn’t handle the situation in any other way. It was too much, yet too little at the same time. “I don’t see how that’s my problem. ”

No matter how much I wish it was. Damn him. I can’t allow him to affect me like this. Not now, not like this. No.

Draco could feel his eyes prickling, but shut his eyes hard, making sure that not a single drop could escape. He would not cry. Not now. Not like this. Not in front of Harry. Compose yourself, Draco. You’ve been through worse, right?

No, I haven’t.

“That’s not tr-“ Harry started, before shaking his head again, “I guess you’re right. ” He sighed. “But I wish you would do this. Not for me, but for them. ”

“Why?” I sneered again, though my eyes were still tightly shut.

“Because…” Harry took a deep breath, “Because, first and formerly, you’re the one person I trust to love them limitlessly like they’re your own. And-“

“And what? You left me. ” Draco glared at Harry, his eyes glistening. “I didn’t even matter enough for a goodbye, why would I care what happens to your child or children?”

Harry chewed his bottom lip and with a look of guilt, and breathed out the words that would change everything.

“Because they’re yours too. ”

~*~

7 years ago

Their first real date had been on the first Hogsmeade weekend in February, just around Valentine’s day. They had been seeing each other for a few months, but it wasn’t until now that they had decided to become more serious and have an official first date. It was their seventh and last year of Hogwarts and now was the time one made more lasting commitments. From the start, they had just been fooling around, but they had both quickly grown tired of that, and when Harry had finally said that he wanted more, Draco had already been practically begging to any higher might for just that.

“Draco, as much as I’ve enjoyed this… arrangement, I-“ Harry sighed and chewed his bottom lip. “I want more. ”

His only reply had been a shocked, but all too happy, Draco pulling him into a searing kiss.

And now here they were. About to have their first real date. Draco pulled at his Slytherin scarf, as he waited for Harry to come meet him outside the Shrieking Shack. They had gone down to Hogsmeade with their individual friends, and after an hour with them, they were to meet here.

“Where is he?” Draco mumbled to himself. Was he hurt? Had someone taken him? Voldemort could always be lurking around the corner.

Just then, out of nowhere, a snowball hit him, right on his neck. He could feel the ice melting down into his sweater and down his back, and he shuddered. Spelling himself dry, he whipped around, trying to find the perpetrator, only to be met with Harry’s chuckling, as he pulled the invisibility cloak off of himself. Draco lowered his wand slightly.

“Surprised to see me? Or, well, not to?” Harry smirked.

“Don’t fucking do that. ” Draco muttered through clenched teeth, still holding onto his wand, feeling undecided if Harry would go unpunished for his actions.

“Draco freaking Malfoy, swearing? Never thought I’d see the day. ” Harry chuckled.

“Name one damn good reason as to why I shouldn’t make ice cold water rain on you for the next hour?” Draco glared, clutching his wand.

“Because… Because I love you?” Harry smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. He didn’t notice how stumped Draco got from his words, jaw hanging open and staring at Harry, as he continued. “And because I’d get a cold, and then when you would take care of me and make up for it, you’d land one as well. And then we’d be stuck in bed, but too sick to do something useful about it. ”

“You… You love me?” Draco stared at him. Harry looked surprised at first, then shocked and then, finally, embarrassed.

“Yeah, I guess, I kind of do. I mean, yes, I love you. ” Harry chewed his bottom lip. “I have for awhile now. That’s the reason I wanted more. I mean, I understand, if you don’t feel the same, but I guess I kind of just-“

“Harry. ” Draco said, trying to gain the other’s attention, but not succeeding.

“-blurted it out, and I don’t know if-“

“Harry, stop rambling. ” Draco chuckled, making the other finally snap out of it.

“I’m sorry. ” Harry looked up at him sheepishly.

“It’s fine. ” Draco smiled. “And, for the record, I love you too. ”

The kiss they shared after that was the sweetest they had ever had, and Draco had been sure it would last. But sadly, sweet moments never last, and not even six months later, the other boy was gone.

A/N: Thank you for all the reviews! Oh, and am I evil or what; two cliffies in one chapter! XD Reviews makes for nice authors, you know, as do cookies, so keep them both coming, please. ;)

Update should be this Wednesday, if I have time, otherwise you'll have to wait another week till that Wednesday, since I'll be off to Denmark to see my relatives! :)

Oh, and sorry if my English is full of mistakes, I am Swedish and English is my fifth language. XD