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It was 2 years since Draco has seen Harry. But like he said, it was okay.
He was one of the few people who knew how to use the ocean, apart from Harry.

As he stepped to the edge of the dock he built on his new house in France, he bent down on both knees with his head thrown back on a willow tree he planted when he first moved in. He raised his eyes when he heard the familiar noise of a wave coming to crash against the wood. The wave never crashes. Instead, it slows in front of Draco, letting him hear the voice of his love that was so far away before it smoothens itself back down to blend in with the water.

"Always forever,"
was what Draco finally heard after waiting for years.
It was 2 words, but to Draco it meant so much more. They were like a pair of shoes. They lift up in the air so lightly, but impact the ground harshly.
Like Harry did, except the ground was his heart.

And as Draco basked in the solitude, he had to remind himself he wasn't completely alone.

It was him, Harry, and the waves.

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