For It May Come True

Title: For It May Come True
Author: Ash Knight
Pairings: Harry/Draco & ???/???
Warnings: Lemon
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter and I do not make any money from these stories. So I’d like to see anyone try to sue me, lol. Also, in this particular chapter, the poem in it has a few lines from Edgar Allen Poe\'s poem Alone.
Notes: This story takes place after book 5 while Harry is back at Hogwarts. Please leave a review.
Synopsis: This story takes place after my previous story “The Lion and The Serpent”. In this story Harry and Draco are on their way back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when they are ambushed by Death Eaters, leaving Draco half dead. So distraught over Draco’s possible death Harry wishes he was never born . . . but will his wish actually come true?




How much more could Harry take? All the spirits had shown him nothing but the pain of that being involved in Harry’s life brought to his friends, and the pain Lord Voldemort could cause to others. He was forced to watch his parents die, then Neville’s and now Draco Malfoy. Harry wiped the tears that were left on his face after the last spirit had left. After looking into his own retiontion, Harry lay back down in his bed, and soon found himself in the black ocean once more. . .

From childhood’s hour You have not been
As others were. . . You have not seen
As others saw . . . You could not bring
Your passions from a common spring
When the fates threw down their spears
And showered heaven in their tears
In what distant depths or skies
Burnt the fire in Your emerald eyes
From every depth of good and ill,
Hides the mystery which binds You still
Thy tender eyes now begin to look unkind; alas!
Look no more in the bitter glass
For now the Heavens burn blue
As a demon grows inside of You . . .

Harry gasped awake in a cold sweat, as the voice called out to him once more. From the words that continued to echo in his mind, all Harry could sense was a strange mixture of emotion, like a raging tranquility.

“Glad you decided to WAKE UP POTTER!” said the next spirit under a curtain of grease filled hair.

“SNAPE!!!” Harry shouted as he jumped out of bed.

“Professor Snape to you Potter!” spat the spirit.

“Your not the real Snape anyway so what do you care what I call you?!” Harry shot back.

“You need to be taught some respect Potter!” answered the spirit with a snap of his fingers.

Before Harry knew what happened, his limbs sprang tightly to his side, and his mouth felt like it was wired shut. The only thing that kept him from falling onto his face was the spirit in Snape’s form.

“Perhaps as you watch what is happening in the present of the world you wished for, you will learn something”

Harry growled in ras hes he tried with all his strength to move. The world faded around Harry once more as the spirit snapped its fingers yet again, but this time Harry saw his dormitory come right back, exactly as it was before. Only this time he wasn’t the only one there:

“I’m going with you!”

“NO!!!”

“You’re not the only one with a score to settle, Neville. They killed my family too!”

“I don’t care, your not staying here Ron! He’s going to come here now that the entire Order of The Phoenix is dead, and without Dumbledore no one else has a chance against Voldemort but me!”

“I don’t care, you’re not facing this alone and since no one has a chance against You-Know-Who, it wont matter where I am!” Ron retorted.

“It’s my fault, your family died Ron, and I’m not letting you die too!”

“The Death Eaters were the ones who killed them not you!” Ron assured as he turned to see the guilt in Neville’s face.

“And, they wouldn’t have if I hadn’t . . . if I hadn’t grown so close to your family” Neville replied as he looked away from Ron’s gaze.

“I don’t blame you Neville, I never have! It wasn’t your fault. And . . . if You-Know-Who is coming here tomorrow to finish this, then I’m not leaving you to face him alone.”

“The only reason he doesn’t come now is to make me feel afraid, and I’m the only one who stands a chance against him!”

“I DON’T CARE! You said it yourself Neville, one way or another, it ends tomorrow night, and no matter where I am, no one is safe. And if I am going to die, I’m going to die fighting!” Ron declared.

With a deep sigh Neville gave up. He had no strength left to fight Ron on this. He turned away from Ron, and looked out into the night sky, up into the crescent moon. Neither of them spoke as they stood at opposite ends of the dormitory, as something strange and powerful began to grow between them in the air. After a few more moments it was Ron who finally spoke:

“Neville?”

“Yeah Ron?’

“If this really is the last night we ever spend together, there is something I need to do.”

Ron turned around and faced Neville, with a powerful look of longing in his eyes. As Harry was forced to watch, he could feel the high emotions in the air around them as well. Before Neville could speak, Ron had cupped Neville’s face in his hands and panted kiss on his lips. The kiss was brief, but powerful none the less. As Neville pulled away from Ron, it was clear that whatever he felt towards Ron, he was trying to fight. Ron looked into Neville’s eyes and whispered his name softly.

“Neville, what’s wrong”

“I can’t let this happen Ron. You’re my friend, but everyone I care about is dead, and I can’t let the same happen to you.”

“Neville you can’t just give up! Just because of everything that’s happened you can’t just stop caring.

“I was too weak to protect your family, and I’m afraid I might still be too weak to protect you” Neville replied.

“Neville listen to me; I first fell in love with you the first time I saw you fly. When you were up in the air, I saw how strong, and courageous you were, and how strong! You have to fight it Neville! You have to fight whatever is eating away at you. You have the power to fight the darkness! But, if you just give up now, all you ever were was a lie!”

“It’s not that simple! Every time I look at you, I want to take comfort in you! I want you so badly, even if my love ends up destroying you! And I hate that it’s so hard! I keep trying to make my feelings go away, and I hate it! I hate that it’s so hard and that it hurts so much. . . So please let me be strong . . .”

“But what about me? I love you so much . . . Strong is fighting! It’s hard and painful and it’s everyday! But . . . we can do it together . . .” Ron demanded.

They just stared at each other for another long moment, until Neville finally came forward, and embraced Ron. Undressing each other slowly, they made their way to Ron’s bed, never looking away from one another. Neville kissed Ron’s lips as he positioned himself on top of him and then pulled away to take off Ron’s pants. Ron lifted himself up as Neville pulled off his pants and suddenly found himself completely naked. Neville undid his own pants next, letting them fall to the floor as he climbed back into bed, over Ron’s body. Suddenly stopping at Ron’s waist, Neville grabbed Ron’s erection, jerking it with his right hand, while placing the tip in his mouth.

Ron moaned and tensed up in pleasure, as he felt Neville’s tongue insert itself into the hole of his shaft. Neville could already taste the pre-cum rising out of Ron’s rock hard cock and slowed down, not wanting to make Ron come so soon. Neville then licked away at Ron’s balls as he continued to jerk away with his right hand. Then, with his free left hand, Neville reached up and began to tweak Ron’s nipples, making them as hard as raisins. Finally, when Ron could hold himself back no longer, he shot his load onto Neville’s face with an ear splitting moan.

Neville then brought himself up to Ron’s and kissed him sweetly, with Ron’s seed still all over his face. Ron tasted himself off Neville’s lips and face, as Neville suddenly pulled Ron’s legs up onto his shoulders, rubbing his own erection around, Ron’s entrance.

“Go ahead,” Ron declared breathlessly.

And so, Neville inserted himself inside of Ron, making him go as stiff as a board.

“You alright?” Neville asked.

“I’m ok. . .”

Ron tried to relax as Neville continued to pull in and out of him, to enjoy the new sensation. He had dreamed of this moment, but never knew what to expect, about how it would feel, actually having Neville inside of him this way. It was indescribable! He was expecting it to hurt, but he never thought he’d begin to enjoy the pain along side of the pleasure. Shuddering with each thrust of his hips, both Ron and Neville found themselves in what felt like an ocean of waves traveling through their bodies. Waves of pain, pleasure, and emotion swept through them both, sweeping them into what seemed like another world. A world composed of only each other.

Neville tightened his grip on Ron’s hips suddenly as he felt himself on the verge of climaxing. He slowed down, trying to delay it until the very last moment, not wanting to let go of the waves. But minutes later, Neville found he was unable to hold himself back any longer! Ron felt a sudden burst of warmth travel up into his body, as Neville cried out over him. Then, collapsing onto Ron’s chest, Neville found he was unable to move, unable to tear himself away from Ron’s body, or the sound of Ron’s heart.

The pounding rhythm was the same as when his hips moved back and forth, in and out of Ron, and he realized that his own heart was beating along in the same fashion. Neither of them spoke, both out of breath and unable to find the words to describe what they felt. So after a few moments of stillness, they shifted themselves next to each other, under Ron’s sheets, and fell asleep as the held each other in their arms. . .

Everything faded to black once again and when they came back into focus, Neville and Ron were gone and Harry was alone . . .