Twin Flames

All is fair....

It was the day before Draco's birthday, Harry was stuck thinking about all the things he wished he could be doing at that very moment and lamenting that he couldn't do the things he wanted. No, instead of paying loving attention to his husband and making him feel special, he was back at Hogwarts with Hermione and Blaise, trying to locate the stones that Lucius was after.

They had checked the Hourglasses, all the gems leveled back to zero, ready for the next year and they tried to feel the magic. They felt it, so Ron was right but, they still didn't know how to access them, or if they should. At least they knew where to protect if it came to it.

The next thing they were doing was looking around the very tops of the castle, they found no hidden rooms or places that a black gem was ever seen. Draco was getting frustrated because he said he couldn't feel anything himself but he felt it through Harry. Harry was feeling it but couldn't see where it could be.

After much research into the types of magic they were working with when it came to these gemstone they were pretty confident the powers of life and death would be able to feel the magic in the castle. They had tried when they were at school but, there was too much interference with the other students firing off magic whenever they wanted. It was hard to concentrate on something subtle when there were explosions going off.

Now that the school was empty aside from the few who were within, it was much easier to concentrate on the subtle vibrations of the magic in the school. The magic had its own mind, separately and together.

Together they were Hogwarts in all its glory and history, for not all of Hogwarts history had been kind and pure, there were darker parts of the school. The fact it once taught the dark arts as a subject not as defense but to use. The bloody history of some of the ghosts, the people that had walked the halls and even the people who ran it. Not all of it was good, not all of it was bad it was life and death and everything in between, love and hate, kindness and cruelty and everything that the students, teachers and head of the school experience every day they live within the walls.

With Draco's birthday coming up so soon it made him reflective and he was thinking about how they would no longer be teens, their childhood was gone as far as it could go for now. They had come of age three years ago, the time had just flown, gone by in the snap of his fingers. In those three years Harry had changed from the awkward boy hero the world had desperately needed. A child who had fumbled his way through a war and won, Draco had done much the same, forced into an army he didn't want to be a soldier in before he was old enough to fight back.

Now they were Husbands. Now they were free and in love and happy and grown.

Grown into young men who were respected not for their past but for what they have to offer now. Draco had fought against the stigma his father's name and his past actions had given him, he had struggled and suffered just like all of them and he had redeemed himself with his actions now. Every time Draco chose to do what he wanted to do and not what was expected of him, Harry would beam in pride. Draco had a big heart, a heart that had been placed in a cage of torture for so long it had been afraid to beat.

A feeling Harry knew well.

Harry was proud of himself too, the kid who was so unsure of himself finding his own identity, away from the tragic orphaned back story that people so often didn't understand. He had died and been reborn and now he was more powerful and confident than ever. He had done that and then found his parents again, he had gained everything. That was the only thing that made Lucius such a pain in Harry's side too.

He had something to lose, he hated that people died for him during the war because in a way he must have known he needed to be the one to die. He didn't want others to lose what was theirs, he was the one who had nothing to lose, he should be the one to sacrifice himself. It was logical.