December 22nd 1999
Winter
From their first meet to their last Harry was overlooking every memory in his head. Wondering if there is any possibility that Draco will ignore him on Monday, pretends he doesn't exist or try and start a conversation.
"What the hell. Malfoy does not have any more feelings for you" Harry told himself over and over again hoping that would make him forget his feelings for Draco.
Harry knew he still loved him. He's an adult this isn't any primary school love affair. He had to be real. He loved Draco and probably forever would. He just hoped that Draco will forget about everything and they can start new. Without ever having to speak, look or even breathe at each other.
Harry sighed and layer on his bed. It was ten past midnight and he was still looking up at the ceiling like he had been at nine-fifteen.
Thoughts and thoughts passed his head until he remembered something. Something important.
He jumped out of bed and paced around his bedroom. The only light illuminating it was the moon that brightly shined past the clouds.
The letter. He hadn't remembered packing it when he moved into this apartment. Hell, he can't even remember what he did with it when he left the woods he revived it in.
Harry hit his head and cursed at himself for being so forgetful and lazy. He always did this. Lost important things.
He sat at his desk for a moment and contemplated forgetting his idea and trying to sleep again.
"No this will help". He told himself.
He grabbed a piece of parchment and quill and started writing. Writing as he would actually send this to Draco Malfoy.
He'd hoped that this would help him get his feelings out. Maybe even understand why he couldn't forget the heart and face of his once lover. Draco Malfoy.
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Three Days Later
Harry was at work just like every weeknight from eight forty to six o'clock.
While he was there Hermione was at home tidying up the place.
Both Harry and Hermione never invaded each other's space. Both knew the privacy they needed and deserved and never crossed any lines.
But sometimes...only some. Hermione couldn't help herself. We're all a little curious sometimes, no harm in that.
Hermione placed Harry's books he'd left on the dining table onto his desk. She'd accidentally knocked over a folder which then a paper fell out. She grabbed both and went to put it back when she saw an envelope labelled 'to Draco'
Her eyes widened and her mouth fell into an 'o'.
She sat down in his desk chair and tried not to open it. She begged herself not to open it. But she did.
She read it. The whole thing. She cried on the inside hoping the outside wouldn't do something stupid. But oh... did she do the worst thing she could have possibly done.
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Fanfiction[Book Two] "I'm still here, I always have been" ~ Now adults their lives are entirely different. Everything as changed accept for their hearts. Harry had given up on love and settled for something he didn't want. Draco had never forgotten the fee...
