Old Drarry Fic I wrote 5 years ago

#2

A/N:  sorry my last chapter was so short but what ever. Warning this is going to be mostly fluff because that's what I like to write so sorry if that's not your thing.  Sorry for the awkward kissing I haven't properly kissed anyone before so it's going to be quite bad.

Draco to Harry was like dessert; he stayed away from it but always secretly wanted a bite, and since he couldn't have any it was better to mock it, act like he didn't care. Even though he really, really wanted a slice.

What was the point in hiding his feelings anymore anyway? He was going to die. So he kissed Draco and Draco kissed him back.

"Are they...?" Hermione asked

"It appears so," answered Ron as he stared in shock as Harry and Draco continued to make out.

"Well that's a change"

Harry kissed Draco like there was no tomorrow because well for Harry there was no tomorrow. He wrapped his hands around the back of his neck not letting go.

In between breaths Draco would half heartedly insult Harry, "Potter you arse, I love you."

"I love me too"

"You-" but his insult was cut off my Harry kissing him.

"I love you too" Harry breathed down his neck. Then someone yelled and Harry straightened up to see who it was. It turned out to be Hermione yelling at him to come over. Harry pulled at Draco's hand, but he stayed put. "Are you coming?" Draco looked at him his eyes filled with despair.

"I'm sorry," he said before running down the stairs towards the great hall. Harry watched him go before going over to Hermione. She had one eyebrow raised but didn't say anything about it. Harry could feel that his cheeks were burning, but he didn't care.

"I have to go," said Harry referring to the Forbidden Forest where Lord Voldemort was waiting to kill him.

"No" protested Hermione

"There has to be a better way" argued Ron

"Guys, you should have known this was going to happen from the beginning I was prophesied to kill a dark wizard! I'm a living horcrux!" he was fighting back tears now. "You guys have been great to me, and I need to ask one more favor of you. Once I'm dead you need to kill the snake it's the last one."

"Oh Harry." Hermione cried wrapping him in a hug.

"Bye mate," Ron said embracing Harry and never wanting to let go. Harry walked away from his best friends of 7 years without turning back. He walked through the ruin of the only home he had ever known past the bodies of the only people that had ever loved or excepted him. The ones he had let die for him. They didn't deserve this. At the edge of the forest Harry remembered in his first year when he had gotten detention. How Draco had gotten scared and run away, and how Frenise had saved his life and taken him back to Hagrid.  He thought about the people that had died for him starting with his parents. Then Draco came into his thoughts and he nearly broke down. Draco who despite being pure-blood never had a chance to be pure. The rock he realized, he took it out of his pocket and held it in his hand. The resurrection stone was not just a story, and soon the dead started to appear by his side. Ones he knew where dead such as Sirius and his parents, but then others started to appear.

"Lupin! No" Harry said he couldn't be dead Tonks had just had Teddy. Then she appeared too. No this can't be happening he needed to get to Voldemort, so no one else died in the name of Harry Potter 'the boy who lived'. He walked through the forest that he used to be afraid of. Knowing your going to die and there's no way to stop it is a peaceful thing. There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to worry about because your going to die.

"Harry Potter, the boy who eventually died" Voldemort said then without dramatics he yelled the fatal words. "Avada Kedavra!"