Far Away

The * is the chorus.
The ***are the lines that inspired me.

Going Down Swinging
Fall Out Boy
From Under The Cork Tree

***Am I more than you bargained for yet?
I’ve been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
But that’s just who I am this week
Lie in the grass next to the mausoleum***
*I’m just a notch in your bedpost, but you’re just a line in a song
Drop a heart and break a name
We’re always sleeping in and sleeping for the wrong team
***We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar we’re going down swinging***
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex
Cock it and pull it*
***Is this more than you bargained for yet?
Oh, don’t mind me. I’m watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in his jeans
Isn’t it messed up how I’m just dying to be him?***
I’m just a notch in your bedpost, but you’re just a line in a song
*Drop a heart and break a name
We’re always sleeping in and sleeping for the wrong team
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex
Cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex
Cock it and pull it
We’re going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar we’re going down swinging
I’ll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex
Cock it and pull it*
We’re going down, down
Take aim at yourself, take back what you said

I lay in the cool grass by the lake under a tree that has the markings of all the students that have lie beneath it, on a balmy May night. I can see Dumbledore’s tomb from where I am if I turn my head all the way to the right and crane it upwards. I have a hand entwined with mine and wonder if he’s had enough with me yet. I feel like he’s my one and only, and even though it’s been a little more than four months since we’ve been together, I truly love him. Ever since the death of his parents before term restarted, he’s been different. He hasn’t had the air of self righteousness. He joined the light side. He helped me through the toughest times I’ve ever been through when my closest friends couldn’t come close to comprehending what the hell is going through my mind. He knew. He got me through. That’s when he told me that he had always liked me, and asked me out for ice cream. After the battlefield was once again just a field, after I had been a celebrated killer and the hero of the whole world, he still just saw me as Harry. That’s why I love him. He’s my rock, my shelter, my hope, my joy, my love and my life. I would most surely be lost without him.

“Sickle for your thoughts?” He asks me, still staring at the stars that twinkle at us from above.

“You.”

“That’s it? Just me?”

“Yes, yours?”

“How there’s a much better use for of mouths.”

“I think I agree.” With that I roll over on top of him and kiss him as sinfully as I can. Damn Gryffindor genes make it near impossible though; we are the “innocent” ones. He wins. He always does.

“That what you were thinking of?”

“Perhaps.” He grins and flips us over; so that my head is now pinned between his arms and his head is directly over mine, he takes advantage of this and swoops down to take my lips. He wins the sinful kissing contest. God how I love him, and how I long to tell him as he looks down at me with that damned curious smirk on his face.

“What now Harry?”

“I can’t tell you, it’s a secret.”

“But I can keep secrets; I thought that I had proved that to you all those months ago.”

“It’s a different kind of secret…” I hate it when people bring up the war. I got off with a clean record for killing at least half a dozen people, and I don’t like how the ministry patronizes me about it. It sickens me to the point of actually retching up my dinner.

“Fine then” He huffs and flops down on top of me.

“Ooofff! You’re heavy for a sack of skin and bones, you know that, right?”

“Then just tell me!”

“I can’t. You’ll laugh at me.”

“When was the last time I laughed at you?”

“About twenty minutes ago when I tripped over that tree root.”

“Okay…bad question. Last time I laughed at something you said, aside for jokes?”

“Before the war…”

“Right, so out with it Potter or else I’ll hex your bits off!”

“You enjoy my bits too much to do that to them.”

“You’re right…I need better threats. Just tell me, I won’t laugh, I promise.” He holds out his pinky finger to me and I hesitantly take it and shake it. “Okay, out with it.”

“Draco, I – I love you.” My voice shakes involuntarily and I cringe for the upcoming peels of laughter. Instead I see a soft look steal over that beloved face above me.

“Harry, I’ve been waiting to hear those words for so long, I wanted to wait until you were ready. I love you too. More than anything else, I live to see, hear, smell, taste and feel you. I’d die without you.”

“I’d die without you too Dray, but I’m also having trouble breathing…” I don’t want this moment to end, but I must have oxygen, or else I literally can’t go on.

“Sorry love.” He props himself up on his elbows and chastely kisses me, the same as usual, but it’s somehow different. “I’ve also been carrying this around for about a month now.” He pulls a small velvet box from his pocket and opens it to reveal a simple platinum band. “It’s a promise ring Harry. Promise me that whatever happens, I’ll always be a part of your life, no matter what.”

I feel tears starting to well up in my eyes, but I don’t care, I let them fall. “Oh Dray! I promise!” He slides the ring onto my left ring finger and again chastely kisses my lips.

“Good, or else I would have had to have made you promise me.”

I laugh and he chortles with me. He wipes the tears from my cheeks and breathes into my ear, “No matter what, I’ll always be with you; all you have to do is remember and I’ll be there. Remember, I’d be happy to die for you, but I’d rather live for you, and watch you live for me.”

I nod in agreement as a shiver runs down my spine from his words. This is quite possibly the best moment of my life.

“Dray?”

“Yes?”

“Do you really love me?”

“Why would you question that?!” his tone is offended and I can’t help but feel bad.

“Because I’m so fucked up, and that I’m just…not worth being loved. I just don’t feel I deserve you, like I’m just a lowly mortal in your court of gods, and somehow you stepped on me and feel sorry for crushing me for years on end…” My lungs ache for air, need oxygen, but can’t breathe. I try to sit up, but Draco’s still on top of me. He forces me to lay back down on the cool grass.

“Breathe…in…out…in…out…”

I follow his simple instructions.

“Okay, now that you can function again,” he wipes the new tears from my face. “We have to work on this crying thing, almost like a PMSing girl with no chocolate, you are. I love you. I’ve loved you all along, and I forgive you for all that you had to do to ‘save the world’” he air quotes “but this is the here and now for you and me. And I lied. I’ve had that ring for almost five months now.”

“But that’s how long we’ve been together.”

“I know, I still want it to be special…but I always had an intention to give you a promise ring, no matter what happened.”

He pulls me up and starts to sing and pulls me tight and we dance like two Muggle high school students that just turn slowly…His heart is beating beside mine, and new tears are in my eyes but I don’t care. His voice is all I hear.

“This time this place, misused mistakes
Too long, too late
Who was I to make you wait?
Just one chance, just one breath,
Just in case there’s just one left,
Cus you know, you know, you know
I love you, I’ve loved you along
I’ve missed you, been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you’ll be with me
And you never know
Stop breathing if I don’t see you anymore
On my knees I’ll ask
One chance for one last dance
Cus with you I’d withstand all of hell to hold your hand
I’d give it all,
I’d give for us,
I’d give it all but I won’t give up.
Cus you know, you know, you know
I love you, I’ve loved you along
I’ve missed you, been far away for far too long
I keep dreaming you’ll be with me
And you never know
Stop breathing if I don’t see you anymore
So far away, so far away
Been far away for far too long
So far away, so far away
Been far away for far too long
But you know, you know, you know,
I wanted, I wanted you stay,
Cus I needed
I need to hear you say
I love you, I’ve loved you all along
And I forgive you for being away for far too long
So keep breathing cus I’m not leaving you anymore
Believe it, hold on to me never let me go
Keep breathing cus I’m not leaving you anymore
Believe it
Hold on to me, never let me go
Hold on to me, never let me go
Hold onto me, never let me go…”

“Draco?” I speak after he’s done singing.

“Yes, love?”

“You’ve been listening to Nickelback on my iPod again, haven’t you?”

“Maybe…”

“Well then, you have to admit that they’re good.”

“Yes, perhaps.”

We’re still dancing.

“I love you.” I repeat, and, god it feels good to have it out in the open.

“I love you too.” Oh, and it’s even better when it’s returned.

“Bed time?”

“Bed time.” He agrees.

We break apart, but still hold hands as we walk up to Gryffindor Tower where we strip down to our skivvies and under the covers, both seeking the warm skin on skin contact.

“You realize that Weasley isn’t going to be too happy in the morning.” Draco tells me.

“Fuck Weasley.”

“He’d like that too much.”

“You’re a pompous ass, but that’s why I love you.”

“Yep, it’s true.”

I snuggle in closer and sigh.

“I meant what I said before you know.”

“Which was that?”

“That I love you, that I’ve loved you all along, that I’ve missed you, I’ve been far away for far too long, and you know, I’d stop breathing if I don’t see you anymore.”

“Oh Dray…” I sob, but try to hold back the tears.

“You can cry you know,” he kisses the tears off my tears. “I just prefer a dry faced Harry.”

“Thank you…I know now…I – I have something for you too.”

“And what would that be?”

I get out of bed and go to my trunk and open it. I dig in the one corner, where I know that I put it. I find the small box and bring it back to bed.

“This is for you.”

He opens the box cautiously and his eyes turn the size of saucers when he sees what’s inside.

“Oh Harry! I couldn’t…”

“Yes, it’s yours.” I’m on my knees on the side of the bed.

“Draco Malfoy, I love you more than life itself and I can’t live without you. Marry me?”

“Harry, are you sure that you want to do this?”

“Draco, I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else. All I want is you, only you, just you. I need you. Please marry me!”

“Yes Harry Potter, I will marry you!”

I get up and jump on top of him. I kiss his lips mercilessly.

“I love you.”

I slip the almost identical ring onto his left ring finger, mirroring his recent action.

“I love you too.” I reply. I scoot back under the covers and once again tangle my limbs in my lovers with our let hands clasped together, the matching platinum bands sparkling in the moon light as we drift off into dream land.


I am jerked awake by a scream.

“Harry, what the bloody fucking hell is on your hand? And why the fuck does Malfoy have the same one? What the fuck have you done?”

Uh-oh…

A/N: Yeh, I know, it's random fluffiness, but I like it! Thanks to my beta thindiell/ruinthiell, which ever pen name she perfers. She's amazing, she lets me beta her stuff. But anyhow, I don't own the songs either. Let me know if you like it! *loves* - Draca