Happily Ever After

Once upon a time much like this one, there was an boy named Draco Malfoy who loved to paint. His paintings could light up entire castles with their brilliance. But Draco was lonely so he ignored his paintings and began standing by his window and calling out to young women who would pass by.

Draco sang and danced for them and soon developed a fondness for a particular two women. One was a princess named Pansy Parkinson. She had a lovely smile, and was rumored to have attracted many handsome suitors. The other was a poor maiden named Ginevra Weasley, with no education and a penchant for singing.

Princess Pansy wanted Draco to marry her and live in a stone castle and make lots of babies. The maiden Ginevra wanted him to roam the countryside and sing with her, to never settle.

The women got so greedy for the Draco's time that they set a date for his decisions. He had to choose. Or he would lose them both. Word got around to the village that Draco would chose and so on the day of the decision, everyone gathered around his window.

The crowd waited. And waited. And waited. When Draco finally appeared, he spoke over the crowd to his suitors...'Before I make my decision, I must know, why do you love me?'

Princess Pansy replied, 'Your amazing beauty, my love!' and the Ginevra the maiden replied, 'Your passion for music! And open mind!' and Draco smiled. Then, a beautiful boy from the middle of the crowd barely whispered into the silent pause, 'You see the world as it should be.' The crowd gasped.

The boy continued, 'I have the paintings you threw away. I've seen through your eyes. It's amazing. You make me feel warm. Like I can breathe.' Draco wiped a tear away and ran down the stairwell. He opened the door and burst into the crowd. He found the young boy and they stared at each other.

'Who are you?' Draco whispered, staring into verdant green eyes.

'I'm Harry,' the boy replied before he closed the distance between them and breathlessly kissed Draco.

And they lived happily ever after.


AN: This was adapted from a story my friend wrote for me via text messages. Reviews are greatly appreciated.