Irreversible | By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3064 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter-16
Farewell
"How can this be real?" Weasley mutters incredulously. Draco is reading the final draft of their book. It consists of hundred and thirty pages in total.
He ignores the redhead.
"All these years we thought that we were the who helped you in first year. I can't believe it that our memories are still modified." Granger murmurs, her voice shell-shocked. Draco ignores her as well.
"Draco. You can't ignore them forever. They are not the only ones who will want to ask questions." Harry's words make him sigh. Draco isn't publishing this book for recognition. He had added a few more pages at the end and he still needs to read them one last time.
"I need to read these last few pages. Don't bother me for atleast half an hour please." He simply says before laying on the couch.
Draco
My first year has finally come to an end. I must return home, no matter how much I hate going back.
Only a day is left and Harry is still angry with me. Not angry angry but he is worried and by worried, I mean really worried.
The moment, I start talking about Quirrel, his eyes become red and things start shaking in whatever room we are in right at that moment.
He has become overprotective towards me, asking after my health regularly.
The room of requirement comes handy when we want to meet. Severus had told me about it. A few days have passed since that night.
Entire Hogwarts thinks that Harry did it with his best friends. I can see that Harry hates it, mostly because he didn't do it.
I tell him that it doesn't matter but he doesn't listen to me, claiming that it does.
Now, I have to leave for home and I can't leave if he is angry with me.
I am waiting for him in the room of requirement. We play cards here and exploding snap too. I tell him stories that mum told me when I was little.
He listens to me with rapt attention but I know that he hasn't forgiven me. That's what I want to remedy.
The door opens softly and he walks in, his eyes grim as they search for me.
"How are you?" He asks and I sigh, exasperated. He sits beside me and looks at my fingers carefully.
I spread my hands in front of him before murmuring, "My hands are not trembling now. See. Now stop worrying about me."
"Of course I am worried about you Draco. You are going back." He says, his green eyes careful and serious.
"Please forgive me." I say softly and look at him expectantly before continuing, "I hate to see you angry with me. I just wanted to spare you the pain."
"I am not angry. I am not angry. How many times should I tell you. I just don't want you to repeat this again." He says, staring at me.
"I might need to. You can't be angry at me every time I need to do something like this." I mutter, my eyes averted away.
The silence is deafening. He doesn't speak for so long that I have to turn to look at him. I find him staring at me in shock.
"What." I press.
"You - you - I don't want you to fight on my behalf. Let me fight my own battles." He says, his eyes flashing at me. I shake my head adamantly, "No."
"You-" He starts and I cut him off, "I am leaving tomorrow. Do you want me to be sad and depressed when I leave. We will meet after a long time now."
He sighs, his eyes frustrated. After a few moments, he shakes his head and mutters, "No. Come on let's play exploding snap."
He has given up, for now at least. I don't know what I will do next time.
Shaking my head, I concentrate on playing the game with him.
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Finally, the day to return to the manor has arrived. Harry is leaving as well. I have asked him to stay out of their way. There was a strange gleam in his eyes when he had spoken about them. I was afraid that he might end killing them so I made him promise that he would not hurt them irrevocably at least, that he will try to keep out of their way.
"It's yours Harry. Why are you giving it to me?" Currently, we are on the quidditch ground, arguing about the fact that the invisibility cloak belongs to Harry and that he must be the one to keep it.
"No, I won't need it. You will so you must take it." Harry mutters adamantly, his arms crossed and his green eyes steeled.
I pout at him, "But it's yours. I am already taking Slyth."
Harry shakes his head and mutters, "No. It's ours, not just mine and you need it more than me. Merlin only knows what you are going to do next."
I stare at my shoes at this and hug the cloak close to my chest before mumbling, "You are still angry with me."
In response, he sighs. the sigh is audible and so is his exasperation as he murmurs, "I am not angry. I am just worried Draco."
I look at him and study his face. His eyebrows are creased. His eyes are concerned.
"I know that you won't ask for my help even and you won't even tell me all you know about Voldemort." He says, "You could have taken me with you but you didn't. I know that you didn't want me to witness what you did but I also know that I won't be able to stop you the next time you decide to spare me, howsoever I might try. Just let me do what I want then. Let me try to protect you the way I can at least. You can do whatever you want Draco but you can't stop me from trying. I spoke to Snape about this, about Voldemort. He told me that Voldemort is not really dead and that he might come again and that he is sure that I am Voldemort's target."
I stare at him, stunned. Before I can even open my mouth, he starts, "Before you even dare to ask Snape to not tell me anything, I must warn you that I'll just find other ways to find out. I'll not stop you but I'll try my best to help you too."
Our eyes meet. His are fierce and adamant and so innocent and mine are shocked of course. He has already decided and once he decides, there is no stopping him. I have known this ever since I set my eyes on the boy.
"All right. I'll keep the cloak." I murmur and hug the cloak tightly. It's a gift. I know that it's the only thing that belongs to Harry's parents. It is precious to Harry. He looks at the cloak and sighs before murmuring, "Take care of it."
His eyes have softened now. He continues, "Take care of yourself too and don't forget to write." I nod quietly and then we hear a loud, "Harry, where are you Harry?"
The voice belongs to Weasley and I wrap the cloak around myself immediately.
"Coming." Harry yells and his eyes become desperate as he looks in my direction.
"This is so unfair Draco. I hate this secrecy you want me to maintain. I hate that you have made everyone hate you when you are the one who saved the day. I hate Ron and Hermione as well. He keeps on mocking you and Hermione looks down upon you too. I hate them when they do this. I hate Snape for not stopping you and I hate myself for not being able to do more to help you. I hate Dumbledore for being manipulative and selfish" He says and my heart starts racing. He turns around and leaves after that but his words stay with me long after that.
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