They both die at the end| A drarry AU fanfiction

Eight

Harry
1:30 pm

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I noticed as I was pulling Draco back into the city that the sky had turned grey. I knew would rain, but I didn't expect it to happen for another few hours, at least. It was cold, and I halfway regretted suggesting that we stay out and go to Clint's Graveyard. It would be filled with people we don't know- Music that Draco would be unfamiliar with- Flashing lights, possible alcohol. I have no idea how Draco is going to react to a muggles way of living out their last day.

I knew Draco knew what a train was- we took one to get to Hogwarts every year, but the muggle trains were much different. There are television screens, lights, dull music, and a lot of people...Drunk people, usually. I frowned when we got into the station, seeing as there was an entire party waiting to get on the exact same train as us.

"Don't let go of my hand, okay? Who knows what kind of shady stuff those people have got going for them." I pointed to the party, and Draco nodded.

"Quite obnoxious, aren't they?" I nodded, and the train soon arrived. I pulled us to the front of the party, but right as we were about to board, I felt Draco's hand leave mine, and I was rushed onto the train by the party. When I looked back, I saw Draco quickly boarding the next cart over, his cheeks red as if he were embarrassed or overwhelmed. I gave him a look of 'what the hell?' and he just shrugged.

I felt a woman's hand on my shoulder, and I suddenly felt a heavy weight on my lap. One of the drunk ladies in the party group was... what's the word? Seducing me? She offered me many disgusting things, but I quickly shook my head and pushed her off. She nearly scoffed and strutted over to the next unexpecting male.

I know it isn't recommended while the train is running, but I had to get out of this cart and into the next. I could tell that Draco was overwhelmed by everything, so being alone wasn't ideal. I knew exactly how he felt. I stepped into the corridor connection, which was moving and bending with the train's turns and twists. It wasn't a problem to step through the door and close it behind me.

"Why did you let go of my hand?" I said immediately, throwing myself down on the hard plastic seat next to Draco.

"Are you mad?! Im not getting in the same cart as those lunatics! I saw that woman seducing you...I could go a while without that, thank you very much." His tone was sharp, and I couldn't argue with it. I understood where he was coming from, and If I were in his situation, I would have done the same thing.

"She was drunk. I saw her lousying with another man. He pushed her off just the same- it was quite funny." I leaned my head back on the window behind me. It vibrated from how fast the train was going, and it made me feel light-headed.

"Women. Honestly, I don't get how you can deal with them." I gave Draco a funny look when he said that, but I didn't worry about it too much. His preferences didn't bother me at all.

"I don't much, but I won't lie, I've had my eye on a few."

"Like the weaselette." I felt Draco's elbow jab my side jokingly, and I laughed, nodding my head.

"Yes...and her name is Ginny, Malfoy." He shrugged. "We never got into a relationship, but we did have some on and off chemistry going on. Ron always threatened to bite my head off if I ever dated her."

"Ever fancies a guy?" Draco asked, and I nodded again. I was openly bisexual, so it was no surprise.

"I had a thing for Seamus a few years back."

"Seamus?! Merlin, Potter, your taste really is awful!" I jabbed my elbow into Dracos's side, making him wince slightly.

"It was short-lived! We both know Seamus and Dean Thomas have a thing for each other. We would have never lasted!" I heard Draco laugh, and I couldn't help but do the same. "What about you? You fancy anyone in your time at Hogwarts?"

"Ahhh don't even get me started, Potter." Draco groaned. "Honestly, besides the dance, I shared with Pansy in our fourth year, I haven't really had a thing for anyone." I looked at him, giving him a strange look.

"Really? I would think that you would have had women falling hats over heels for you all the time!"

"Why is that? I've never thought of myself as a very charming person. I mean, I've got the looks, no doubt, but personality-wise? It would be like dating a teaspoon!"

"Closer to a piece of chalk..." I laughed. "White chalk to be specific."

"What?! I could at least pass for pink chalk- maybe even Blue or yellow!" He nudged me with his elbow.

"No no...defiantly white chalk. You haven't got enough character to pass for any other colour." I snorted, and I felt his elbow jab into my side again.

"Damn you, Potter." His tone was light. Joking with Malfoy....what a strange day.

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We spend at most 2 hours switching trains just to get into Wales, where Clint's Graveyard was held. It was a ginormous facility, and we got in for 1 pound...Non-deckers would have had to pay 200 pounds each. It was dark, but certain areas were lit up with neon signs, and karaoke was being sung at every moment. When one person finished, another stepped up onto the stage and sang their own song.

The bar only served non-alcoholic drinks- my guess is since deckers weren't always adults, like me and Draco, so they took it out altogether to keep the place from swarming with drunkies Draco was both fascinated and terrified by the technology in the building, and he clung to my side almost the entire time, constantly pointing at things and making me explain what they were.

"I feel like this place is going to give me a heart attack!" He often shouted, and it made me laugh. We got fruity drinks at the bar, then sat at a table. Draco wanted to calm down before doing anything else.

"Seems fun, doesn't it?" I took a sip of the drink I got. It was somewhat sour...

"Brilliant! But bloody loud..." I nodded...

This was going to take some adjusting.