Impossible ↠Drarry

Chapter Twenty-Eight

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Draco was pacing back and forth in the Slytherin common room.
He had just finished telling Pansy about everything that had happened in the past week. He needed to tell somebody, or else he just might go mad.
Anxiety was taking over his body, his stomach churned everytime Draco thought about the contract, and butterflies filled his chest- not the good kind.

"That little whore!" Pansy yelled. "I swear on Merlin's Beard I'm going to hex her into oblivion." She threatened, standing to her feet.

"Pansy," Draco snapped, "That's a terrible idea. You can't go to Azkaban because currently you are the only person keeping me from not strangling someone."

Pansy clenched her jaw, "But Draco! All this anxiety and stress is going to kill you! Literally!"

Draco plunked onto the couch, digging his hands in his hair, "I know."

Pansy sat down next to him, her anger turning into sorrow, "Draco, you have to let me do something."

"No, I don't." He stated. "Atleast she hasn't told any Death Eaters, right? If this contract is the thing that's going to keep Harry safe, I'm all for it."

"Draco, that's a terrible idea," Pansy warned, "you're going to be bloody miserable! You're going to be depressed, Draco. She isn't for you. Never was. Please don't-"

"What do you expect me to do, Pansy?!" Draco snapped, cutting off the rest of her sentence as he abruptly stood to his feet, "I'm suck in a bloody marriage contract, that'll put me in Azkaban if I break it! I won't survive there."

"Well... you can't continue the contract if she dies..." Pansy said, barely audible.

"We are not ending up with blood on our hands. Pansy, have you lost your bloody mind? We're ex-Death Eaters. They'll kill us."

Draco weaved a hand through his hair, "I have to go, Harry's waiting for me. We'll continue this conversation later." He stated.

"Oh, and don't tell Blaise." Draco ordered before he exited the common room.

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Draco was sat on the ledge of the Astronomy Tower, his feet dangling from the edge.
His mind was so occupied with how he would tell Harry about the contract, he didn't even notice Harry come into the room.

"Hey," Harry spoke, causing Draco to jump slightly.
He stood up, facing Harry, "hey."

They stood facing eachother in awkward silence, neither of them knowing how they were going to say what they wanted. So, instead, Harry held out his hand, "dance with me?"

Draco smiled.
It wasnt' a smirk, or a grin. An actual, legitimate smile.
And it almost made Harry go into cardiac arrest.

After all that stress Draco was going through, Harry Potter was able to make him smile by just asking to dance. And, honestly, that's all he needed.

Draco sat his hand in Harry's palm and pulled himself closer to Harry; beginning to sway back and forth.

Harry flicked his wand and put on the same song from last night, 'Disenchanted,' before resting his hand on Draco's hip, Draco sitting his hand on Harry's shoulder.

They swayed back and forth for a few minutes, before Harry pulled apart from Draco.

"I have something to ask you."

Draco's chest fluttered, "Okay, shoot."

Harry's hands stayed behind his back, as though he were holding something. Which he was.

"Okay... So in the past few weeks - no, months, we have kissed, fought - verbally and physically - announced our feelings - kind of - moved in with eachother, slow danced, and... so much more. We've come so close. Closer than Most people would after knowing eachother for hardly a year... and I honestly couldn't be happier." Harry explained, he held his breath, "So... I was wondering..."

He pulled out a single, lavender rose from behind his back, "The guy gives the girl the flower, right?" He smirked, his heart hammering.

Draco felt his heart completely stop the moment Harry pulled out the rose; he couldn't stop staring at it.

"Draco... will you be my boyfriend?"

Draco felt his breath catch in his throat as tears immediately formed in his eyes; his heart hit his stomach.

No. No no no no no. Why now? Why did he have to ask now?

"Harry..." Draco's voice cracked, and tears brimmed his eyes.
He picked the rose from Harry's hand, his fingers delicately brushing the petals, as if he were scared if he pressed too hard they'd wilt and fall to the ground.

A tear fell down Draco's cheek.

"Wait no don't cry," Harry stuttered, pulling Draco in for a hug, "you're not supposed to cry."

This only made Draco actually cry.
He was still holding onto the rose, but his other hand was gripping the back of Harry's shirt, and his face was shoved into Harry's shoulder. tears were still streaming down his cheeks and leaking onto Harry's shoulder.

"Harry..." his voice cracked, "I'd love to... I wish I could-"

Harry broke the hug, holding Draco by his shoulders, looking him in his eyes.
The look that took over Draco's eyes made Harry's heart break.

"Then why can't you?"

Draco swallowed.
He put his hand in his robe, fishing out the letter from the ministry, "it..." Draco's voice cracked, "read it..."

Harry took the letter from Draco's hand, reading over the contract.

"When did you get this?"

"Today... from Astoria."

Harry clenched his jaw, "that bitch."

Draco stayed silent.
He knew how Harry was. He knew he was hot headed. And he especially knew not to anger him farther... so he stayed still, as quiet as can be.

"We have until you're twenty-one, right? We can figure something out," Harry finally said, after a long period of silence. "I'm not ready to give you up just because of some bloody contract. It doesn't say you have to date her until you're twenty-one, just that you need to marry her... we still have a lot of time to figure this out. But we can do it together." Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "So, I'll ask again- will you be my boyfriend?"

Draco froze. "You still want to be my boyfriend? Even after...-?"

"Of course I do. Now more than ever. I'm inlike with you, Draco Malfoy. Now answer the question."

Draco felt his lips slowly tug into a smile, "of course I'll be your boyfriend.

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