Goodnight, Goodbye
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
850
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Goodnight, Goodbye
Based on a challenge I found on the challenge board, this is what it said:
\"I\'d like to set up a challenge for any fiction writer to write a story that\'s about 12 to 1400 words, beginning with the words, \"Good Night,\" and ending with the words \"Good Bye.\" It can be any kind of story. Angsty, whatever. It doesn\'t even have to be in a particular catagory. Have fun with it though! It is, after all, a work of fiction. Something created by you in your mind. Warp it anyway you wish.
I may write more of these, just because i really like the challenge. But it won\'t be a series, they will be disconnected stories.\"
Disclaimer: Don\'t own them blah blah blah.
WARNING: My mind works in strange ways. This is the result.
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“Goodnight, love” whispered Harry into Draco’s ear. The blonde boy sighed in contentment and relaxed into Harry, silver eyes staring trustingly into green before closing, sending Draco into a tranquil sleep. Harry, wide awake, ran his fingers lovingly through the boy’s silky blonde hair, relishing the feel of the soft strands on his rough hands. How perfect it would be to lay here forever, safe from the world and the war, just the two of them.
He watched Draco’s chest rise and fall steadily with a glazed, somber look in his eye. His love for the boy was strong, and if he didn’t follow through with his orders, he feared that what the rest of the Order would do to the boy would be even worse. How desperately he wanted to save the young man lying beside him from his fate. But he had no choice. He had run through thousands of ideas, and the Order had rejected every one. He knew what he had to do, but the reality of it hadn’t quite sunk in yet. He knew every second that passed was a second closer to the time when he’d have to do the unthinkable.
He wanted to spend every moment he possibly could with his Draco. Harry lay like that through the night, tears streaming silently down his cheeks as he fingered platinum locks. Finally, as the first rays of sunlight began to filter through the curtains, he knew he could put it off no longer.
He picked up the crude muggle device, tears falling faster as the cool metal rested in his palm. He leaned over Draco’s peaceful body, and gave him one final kiss, pouring every ounce of love, passion, and affection that he had into it. Harry puled back with a sad smile and whispered \"I love you\" into the boy\'s ear. Draco smiled in his sleep and snuggled closer to Harry. With a heart-wrenching sob, Harry tore his ayes away from the serene blonde and whispered \"Goodbye.”
\"I\'d like to set up a challenge for any fiction writer to write a story that\'s about 12 to 1400 words, beginning with the words, \"Good Night,\" and ending with the words \"Good Bye.\" It can be any kind of story. Angsty, whatever. It doesn\'t even have to be in a particular catagory. Have fun with it though! It is, after all, a work of fiction. Something created by you in your mind. Warp it anyway you wish.
I may write more of these, just because i really like the challenge. But it won\'t be a series, they will be disconnected stories.\"
Disclaimer: Don\'t own them blah blah blah.
WARNING: My mind works in strange ways. This is the result.
*****************************************************
“Goodnight, love” whispered Harry into Draco’s ear. The blonde boy sighed in contentment and relaxed into Harry, silver eyes staring trustingly into green before closing, sending Draco into a tranquil sleep. Harry, wide awake, ran his fingers lovingly through the boy’s silky blonde hair, relishing the feel of the soft strands on his rough hands. How perfect it would be to lay here forever, safe from the world and the war, just the two of them.
He watched Draco’s chest rise and fall steadily with a glazed, somber look in his eye. His love for the boy was strong, and if he didn’t follow through with his orders, he feared that what the rest of the Order would do to the boy would be even worse. How desperately he wanted to save the young man lying beside him from his fate. But he had no choice. He had run through thousands of ideas, and the Order had rejected every one. He knew what he had to do, but the reality of it hadn’t quite sunk in yet. He knew every second that passed was a second closer to the time when he’d have to do the unthinkable.
He wanted to spend every moment he possibly could with his Draco. Harry lay like that through the night, tears streaming silently down his cheeks as he fingered platinum locks. Finally, as the first rays of sunlight began to filter through the curtains, he knew he could put it off no longer.
He picked up the crude muggle device, tears falling faster as the cool metal rested in his palm. He leaned over Draco’s peaceful body, and gave him one final kiss, pouring every ounce of love, passion, and affection that he had into it. Harry puled back with a sad smile and whispered \"I love you\" into the boy\'s ear. Draco smiled in his sleep and snuggled closer to Harry. With a heart-wrenching sob, Harry tore his ayes away from the serene blonde and whispered \"Goodbye.”