I Wish...

Warning: I am not good at writhing and don’t have some one to read over my work so if there are mistakes I beg for you forgiveness.


I wish…


“Silence that’s all that surrounds us, you know that? I feel empty and lonely in this house.”

“What are you talking about you always feel lonely when I’m not constantly with you and even before I leave your side. What dose the house have to do with it?”

Harry shakes his head at Draco attempt of humor as he receives one of those ever appearing smirks. The young Malfoy stood at the door preparing to leave Harry once again. They both knew It maybe just a day or a week before they would have reason to do something together and then it would probably be work.

Even though technically they should both be in school for their last year at Hogwarts that was interrupted they amongst others had opted to move on to working after taking an early test. After Harry had defeated Voldemort he was awarded a position as an Auror for the ministry and Draco had proven himself capable, fallow Harry as well, like Ron and Hermione to move forward while the castle was being rebuilt.

They were closer now then they ever thought would be possible. They don’t hate each other like thought they did any more. They only fighting they did was those random friendly banters and competitions that happen every so often. They had started doing a lot of jobs together since very few people trusted to work with a Malfoy and Harry had not learned enough magic to work well on his own. Thankfully now Harry has been gaining a more vast knowledge of magic thanks to Malfoy. He insisted on making Potter learn things in a more hands on fashion that forced him to get it down when faced with a threatening opposition.

Just before Draco was to leave they had clasped hands and wish farewells, pausing a bit not wishing to let go. Then the blond was gone, vanishing, from the old Black family home. Harry was left to spend yet another weekend alone.

Potter would more then likely do nothing but sit around and replay his life over and over in forms of dreams and nightmares be it either he awake or asleep. This was the common thing that he did when left on his own since nothing was really around to occupy his thoughts. He loved that he still had friends like Hermione and Ron that were alive and would visit. But Hermione spends most of her time planning a wedding that Harry is meant to attend but not do anything for. While Ron would either be with her or working for the ministry; much like him-self. And Ginny… well, she fell in love with Neville some time during the months that Harry was absent from school they almost never saw each other.

Most everyone close to him is dead or trying to avoid him because he reminds them of those who died. This leaves him to be alone for a very large part of his time. He is too young and inexperienced to do much for the ministry so he doesn’t work all that often. Harry is typically feared by other wizards that don’t know him, so now he just sits and thinks over his life and wishing it was different. All the abuse he had to go through not only from his relatives but also from death eaters and other random people that were associated with either relatives or something he was forced to do or attend. He has suffered so much but he feels it would all be worth it if those very people that mean the most to him and he tried so hard to protect could be alive and surround him.

‘I’m alone and fear that I will always be alone.’

“I wish I lived in a world where I could truly be happy.”

This was the one thing he ever really wished for. And the next thing he knew was that some how it may have come true.