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Who's David?	By : Dracoismydragon Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1790 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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So basically those of you who reviewed made me smile and this is for you.

Draco Malfoy curled into a ball as Harry�s house faded from vision. He had struggled to remain in control but the reality that Harry had thrown him away like a stale bag of chips was beginning to set in. The tears streamed down his red speckled skin. Sobs wracked his body as he clenched his eyes remembering Harry�s angry insults.

It was so reminiscent of their years sat Hogwarts, Draco almost laughed. They would fight, throw a few hurtful remarks, Draco would try to remain in control until he could get back to his private rooms and bawl his heart out.

Draco had love Harry since the scruffy boy had stepped into Madame Mulkin�s all those years ago. He loved him when Harry had turned him down for Weasly. He had loved him while sporting a Potter Stinks pin during the Tri-Wizard Tournament. He had loved him when he hadn�t known he was there that fateful night 6th year. And he had loved him when they woke up in the infirmary after the final battle. It could never be said that there was a single moment that Draco hadn�t loved the boy wonder.

The weight of 8 years (minus the few months since they got together) of rejection broke over Draco�s head. And his cries and wheezes shook the night bus with the true pain of someone who has lost everything.

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Harry Potter woke up with a throbbing headache on the floor in his entrance way. His eyes were swollen from crying. Draco could be anywhere by now. He might never find him again. The thought sprung new tears to his emerald eyes. How could he have been so stupid? The irony of that statement almost made a fresh set of tears roll down his face. Not 24 hours ago he had thought that over and over firmly believing Draco had been cheating on him.

In his rage Harry hadn�t thought about how utterly ridiculous he was being. He threw away his angel on a stray rumor going around Mysteries, which despite what you�d think aren�t very good at getting the facts straight. Sometimes his own thickness amazed him.

Harry stood, not bothering to brush the dirt off his shirt he walked to the bathroom. Stripping down to nothing, he turned on the hot water. He stepped in and let the water pound into his back. He ran his fingers through his black locks thinking only of Draco.

He had really fucked up this time. Even if he found Draco what would he say?

�You can throw me away on some bad advice so it won�t be that hard to forget me.�

Draco�s voice ran through his mind. He had to find him. There was no doubt in that. He wasn�t quite sure just what he�d say but he�d figure that out. Right now all he wanted was to see his angel again.
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Draco sat on the window sill of his old room in the Malfoy manor debating suicide. Really he had nothing to live for but at the same time suicide is no way for a Malfoy to die. Even with his father dead and gone Draco and his Mother tried to observe the basic Malfoy rules to the best of their abilities.

When Draco had shown up on her door step the night before Narcissa hadn�t asked any questions just enveloped him in a hug and told him stay in his old room as long as he needed. That was another thing; Draco didn�t want his mother to have to deal with yet another funeral. He couldn�t do that to her. Aside from Harry, his mother was the only one to ever show him true affection.

When he was little she read him stories while Lucius was away. She hugged him and spoiled him like no other. Her smile and sweet letters kept Draco going even when he was on the brink of a break down. But not this time.

Though his mothers face had made him feel slightly better the agony of post break up heart break was too much for the young Malfoy to bear. In all his years Draco couldn�t remember a time he had felt worse. Sure he had his share of loss and break downs but this pain was new. He had sewn his heart to his sleeve and watched Harry chew it and spit it out like rotten milk.

Draco bit his lip and looked at the 30 foot drop to the ground and then at the sky. He wanted to jump. He wanted to make it go away. He wanted to make Harry regret what he�d done to him.

He looked at the ground again. No. All he really wanted was for Harry to fly up to his window and save him from the heartbreak of reality.

~TBC~

i'm going to be mean and say i want at least 3 more reviews before i post the last chapter which btw is about 2 seconds from being finished.
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