Eclipsed Fate | Drarry Soulmate AU

[ The Aftermath ]

The vibrant display of colours on Harry and Draco's skin slowly faded, leaving behind a permanent mark that was both beautiful and undeniable. They stood in the courtyard, their hands still touching, neither daring to pull away.

Finally, it was Draco who broke the silence. "Potter, what... what does this mean?"

Harry, equally stunned, shook his head. "I don't know, Malfoy. I've never heard of anything like this happening."

The weight of the moment settled heavily between them. Harry withdrew his hand, and Draco quickly slipped his glove back on, both of them trying to process what had just occurred.

"We can't talk about this here," Draco said, his voice low and urgent. "Too many people could see us."

Harry nodded in agreement. "Meet me in the Room of Requirement tonight, after dinner. We need to figure this out."

Draco's eyes flashed with uncertainty, but he nodded. "Fine. I'll be there."

The rest of the day passed in a blur for both boys. Harry found it hard to concentrate during classes, his mind repeatedly drifting back to the courtyard encounter. Hermione noticed his distraction and pressed him for details, but Harry deflected, promising to explain later.

Draco was equally preoccupied, his mind racing with thoughts of what the colours meant and what it would mean for him and Harry. He avoided his usual crowd, keeping to himself and trying to maintain a semblance of normalcy.

As the day turned to evening, both boys made their way to the Room of Requirement. Harry arrived first, pacing nervously as he waited. The room had transformed into a cosy, private space with comfortable chairs and a warm fire. The door creaked open, and Draco stepped in, looking around cautiously before closing it behind him.

"Alright, Potter," Draco said, walking towards Harry. "We're here. Now what?"

Harry took a deep breath. "I think we need to understand what just happened. Why our marks changed when we touched."

Draco nodded, sitting down in one of the chairs. "I've read about soulmarks before. They're supposed to change colours when you find your soulmate, but I've never heard of anything like this. The colours... they were so intense."

"I know," Harry replied, sitting across from Draco. "I've never read anything about this either. We should go to the library, see if we can find any information."

Draco agreed, and they spent the next few hours searching through books in the library, but to no avail. The texts described the phenomenon of soulmarks, but none mentioned the explosion of colours they had experienced.

Frustrated and tired, they returned to the Room of Requirement. "This is pointless," Draco muttered, slumping into a chair. "There's nothing here that explains what happened to us."

Harry sighed, rubbing his temples. "Maybe we need to talk to someone who knows more about soulmarks. Someone with more experience."

Draco looked up, a spark of hope in his eyes. "Dumbledore. He might know something."

Harry considered it. "He might. But he's not here anymore. Maybe Professor McGonagall?"

Draco nodded. "She might know. We should talk to her tomorrow."

As they sat in silence, the reality of their situation began to sink in. They had found their soulmates in each other—two boys who had spent most of their time at Hogwarts as bitter enemies. It was a lot to take in.

"What do we do now, Potter?" Draco asked quietly.

Harry looked at him, seeing the uncertainty mirrored in his own heart. "We take it one step at a time, Malfoy. We figure this out together."

Draco met his gaze, and for the first time, there was no animosity between them. Just a shared understanding and a tentative bond that was slowly beginning to form.

"Alright," Draco said. "Together."

As they left the Room of Requirement that night, the weight of their newfound connection hung between them, unspoken but undeniable. They had a long journey ahead, but for the first time, they were ready to face it—not as enemies, but as soulmates.