[8]Separate us[8]

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In a world where our love is fading to a spark,

we are up to fight each other.

But if it once again, becomes dark,

Let me protect you, it won't be a bother.

Because you're the only one I want,

the only one I can feel for.

Don't tell me that you can't...

.. fight this...I won't bear to see you slipping down to the floor...

Again.

Draco had his eyes closed but still recognized the arms that wrapped around him and the fluffy hair that brushed against his cheek. Gray-blue eyes opened to gaze at green ones and the silence felt comfortable for the slight moment.

Oh, how much he wanted it to last for eternity. He and his lover together...he and his lover forever.

His heart was hurting just at the thought of another agonizing moment...With Harry's wand pointed at him, and Harry's eyes making fun of him... Harry's mouth speaking the curses that laid wounds upon his skin, and scars in his mind.

"Harry..." He whispered and closed his eyes once again. 'Why did you do it?' He asked, but only in his head. He was too scared to speak out loud about it.

"Don't worry, my love. It's okay" The scarred boy whispered and took Draco's hands, getting out a gagged cry in response. Yes, he came to talk with the other male, but seeing him like that pained him on another new level.

Both sat, not saying another word. Harry squeezed Draco's hands carefully, while the Slytherin boy let out miserable tears. He wanted everything to go back to how it was: without them having to look over their shoulders all the time; without them being worried for one another; without them fighting at the thought of losing one another.

It was draining them both and side people were noticing. Even the ones who hated their relationship felt sorry for both of them.

And there was a need.

As Draco calmed down, his surroundings suddenly felt suffocating. He took a deep breath and moved his look down to Harry's hands holding his. He was lucky...He actually had someone taking care of him, some being with him at his worst time, someone who wasn't going to leave.

In a sudden boost of energy, he gave his lover a reassuring look "We'll go through this. We won't let this put us to our death beds" He whispered and then gasped at the sudden fire that started building in his insides. Without another sound, he forced it to shut down and then...

Then he moved closer to a surprised Harry and kissed his forehead.

"We aren't going to let this separate us"

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