𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄

Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Goodbyes to Friends, A Warrior's Final Battle, The Funeral, Tomorrows Will Still Come

The pair stayed with their friends on the blankets until it was curfew and the others all left them lying on the blanket together loving and touching with whispered words of affection. In the wee morning hours clothing was shed and they made love under the starlight near the fires in the cool night air as the dew was falling and the nightly fog drifted over them from the waters. When the passions were sated hours later they covered with the warm blankets and held each other throughout the night until the dawn talking about everything in the world and enjoying the passing minutes. They slipped on their clothes and walked to the lake sitting huddled together to watch the sunrise over the waters. All was at peace on this morning as they sat and listened to the early morning song of the birds and the calm lapping of the waves.

"I will love you until I draw my last breath," Harry whispered onto Draco's neck from behind him. "I promise you that, my precious dragon. You are everything to me. You are a part of me."

"And you are a part of me," Draco said tipping his head back to kiss Harry's cheek and along his jaw line until Harry claimed his lips once again and poured himself into the kiss he gave. "I don't want to live without you, Harry." Harry felt the twinge of panic set in.

"Don't say that," Harry said softly holding Draco a bit tighter.

"No. I mean it," Draco said. "I wouldn't want to live if you weren't here with me. I can't imagine my life without you in it. It wouldn't be worth living if I didn't have you." Harry's breath caught just for a moment.

"Draco, life is worth living," Harry said.

"Mine isn't. Not if I didn't have you," Draco smiled up to him. Harry's heart almost broke at the words.

"Promise me that you'll live until you're a hundred," Harry asked. Draco laughed softly.

"I can't do that," Draco teased. "What if I die at ninety-nine?"

"Then promise me you'll live until you're ninety-nine," Harry said. "Promise me."

"Fine. I promise you I'll live until I'm ninety-nine," Draco laughed. Harry snickered softly but a burden was lifted from him if only just a bit. "You'll probably outlive me anyway. You always win against me, you know."

"Are you ready for breakfast? It's in an hour," Harry said. "We could go take a hot bath before the meal."

"That's a good idea," Draco said. "Maybe we could sleep today. I'm tired since we didn't sleep all night."

"Whatever you want I'll give you," Harry said. "If you want to sleep we will."

"We'll decide after our bath," Draco said. "You could fragment us and we wouldn't have to walk all that way." Harry laughed and fragmented them all the way to the den where they undressed and had their long hot bath and loved in the bubbles. The pair dressed and headed toward breakfast with arms around waists walking slowly enjoying the freedom to touch as they wanted in the hallways. When they turned the corner into the Dining Hall each stopped at seeing Marshall Halls back again with the Minister of Magic himself, Cornelius Fudge standing at the head table with Albus who stood behind the table. Albus looked around them to Harry who let go of Draco's waist.