A lover\'s death

A.N.: One-shot and yaoi if you don\'t like yaoi please turn back now. This is first true shot at yaoi-dom so please be gentle.

Oh, I do not own Harry Potter, or I\'d be rich....then...why would I be doing this?


A Lover\'s Death

The rain poured down as Harry Potter stood on the bloody battle field alone, his commrad\'s and enemy\'s bodies surounding him. He couldn\'t find the one that he longed to see most, his beloved, and tears welled at the thought that he was somewhere under all the other carnage that had befallen this day. The day iself had started normally enough, bright and sunny, a few clouds here and there. He had walked down the steps of #12 Grimuald Place to find a surprise party set up for his 17th birthday, everyone had celebrated with him, even his beloved had lowered his walls around the others.

***earlier that day***

///After the party he had retired to his room with his beloved and together they had had a private celebration as Harry stripped them both and kissed him gently. He had let his hands roam over his lover\'s body as if memorizing every curve, as if his subconscious knew what was going to happen later on. His tongue had tasted every inch of skin and brought moan after moan from him before reaching for the lavender scented lotion he always kept by his bed.

He lavished his skin as he rubbed the lotion onto his hand and slowly inserted a finger pushing deeply, trying to find the spot that would make his lover see stars behind his eyelids and as he found it he inserted another finger. He saw him flinch before relaxing and began scissoring his fingers to stretch him. \"Harry,\" his name came out on a moan as his lover arched into his touches and he knew that he couldn\'t deny him what they both wanted.

He withdrew his fingers and began rubbing the lotion onto himself, earning a groan of frustration before he pressed himself against him, earning a moan of approval before he slowly thrust inside the tight heat. \"Gods Harry.\"

Harry found himself lost in his lover\'s gaze as he began thrusting, hitting his sweet spot everytime and moaning himself as his lover\'s nails raked down his back, and his lips kissed at his skin. He wrapped his hand around his lover\'s leaking erection, rubbing in time with his thrusts, and pushing him over the edge. The tightening of his inner walls was all it took for Harry and he came screaming his lover\'s name, \"Remus!\"///

Harry shook his head of those thoughts as he began scanning the bodies for him, he found Minerva McGonagall, his mother figure during his years at Hogwarts, and many deatheaters. He had to find him, he searched through all the bodies even as Dumbledore tried to pull him away, and he finally found him....at the very bottom, he had been one of the first to fall to protect Harry. He wept as he held him, his heart breaking, he raised his wand to Dumbledore and secretly focused on himself. \"Now Harry don\'t do anything you\'ll regret.\"

Harry smiled a soft, sad smile as the rain mixed with his tears, \"Oh I won\'t, Albus, never forget that you were my father figure,\" he screamed the spell, \"Avrada Kadavra!\"

The spell went back to him as Albus flinched, expecting a blow, instead he looked down into Harry\'s empty eyes as the last of his tears fell to the earth, Harry Potter had commited a lover\'s suicide. \"Oh Harry.\"

The funeral was the next day, and Albus had them burried together in a joint coffin, in their finest emerald robes. Every member of the wizarding world showed up to pay their last respects to the two brave fighters that finally saved them all. In another realm, Remus and Harry kissed before walking into the bright light, to their next chance with one another.


A.N.: There we go sad and sweet with a not exactly happy, but a hopeful ending. Hope you liked reading it, I started depressed when I was typing this and at the very end...my mood wasn\'t AS bad...so it was a better ending then origionally planned.