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The Words You Spoke	By : Serenitas Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9147 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He read a poem that he had written, his only way to vent his emotions. A vast storage of writings was hidden in the tiny shack in which he hid, poems, stories, the musings of his mind. He might be a recluse, but he wasn�t crazy and since he had no one to talk to, he vented on paper. He had yearned to send i Dra Draco via Hedwig, but even she had left him after he stopped taking care of himself and only dutifully taking care of her. He never knew where she went, only that one day her cage was empty and it was never to be filled again. Yet another day dawned, another bleak and empty day in the endless eternity that was his life. At times he wanted to start a new life, to venture out into the world, to take one of those jobs that was open to him � he got job offers daily. He wanted to shave and cut his hair, build a proper home and dress nicely, but if he admitted it to himself, he was afraid. To leave the house and safety of the Hollow, to look nice again � for the last time he had, his one love had betrayed him. Instead, using a Still that he had built mimicking the one Hagrid had built at Hogwarts, he brewed a rotgut that could tear the lining out of a dragon�s stomach and got himself blind, stinking drunk almost daily.
He head a knock at the door and scowled. People knew better than to fight through his wards, knew better than to try and talk to him, for he saw and spoke to no one. He yanked the door open, wincing at the bright sunlight. �What?� he snarled, not even looking to see who it is.
A gasp and a sharp intake of breath greeting him before he whovehoved back and a voice filled his ears. �Jayzus Harry look at this place! Look at you! SMELL you never mind!�
As he blinked spots from his eyes, he focused on Hermione who was staring at his shack with her hands on her hips, shaking her head. �What do you want Hermione?�
�I am here to return you to land of the living.�
�I don�t want to go back.� He said sullenly. �However you got in, you can get out.�
Hermione�s face darkened slightly as Ron entered. �Hey mate, how are you?� he said jovially, hiding his concern and worry at the sight of the shack, at the appearance of Harry. His once vivid eyes were dull and lifeless, as they heen een since graduation. He was almost emaciated, his cheekbones and ribs sticking sharply out. He wore no shirt, and his pants were old ones of his cousin Dudley, and tied around the waist with a piece of muggle cable. �You look like shite Harry.�
�I don�t care.� Harry replied, turning his back on them. �Get out.�
Hermione drew in an angry breath and stalked towards him. �Oh crap.� Ron muttered in the background. �Now you got her dander up.�
�Listen here to me Harry James Potter,� Hermione began, indignant. �I don�t know why you chose to seclude yourself from the world five years ago and right now I don�t care. You have lived the life of a hermit, shoved away everyoho eho ever cared about you, and ruined the one who loved you. I am here to change that. I am bringing you back into the world, I am going to see you live like a normal human being and if you don�t like it, I don�t give a damn!� she burst out. �Did you ever stop to think about me and Ron? About Remus and Sirius? About Hagrid and Dumbledore and McGonagall? About Seamus, Dean and Neville? Did it never occur to you how this was affecting us? How much we miss you?� she grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him. �Enough is enough Harry! Come back to us!�
Harry sighed and ran a hand through his greasy hair. �It�s not that simple Hermione.�
��Mione! Call me �Mione like you used to!� she pleaded.
�Why isn�t it that simple mate?� Ron asked, examining Harry�s Still. �I might just erect one of these at home.� He muttered.
Hermione pointed at him, her eyes flashing. �You put onethosthose up in my house or near it Ronald Weasley and you will never have to worry about reproducing for as long as you live!�
Harry smiled, his first genuine smile in years. �I�m afraid.� He said simply.
�What happened to you Harry? Tell me. Please.� Hermione pleaded softly, her brown eyes gentle and accepting.
�I was betrayed.� He said quietly. �By the one I loved. I won�t tell you anymore than that, safe to say tI waI was delivered into the clutches of Voldemort and Death Eaters. Forgive me if I cannot articulate what happened next. When I finally escaped and returned, not one soul knew I was missing, not one person knew that I had changed. And through it all I was told that the one I loved was the one who delivered me to them.�
�And you believed them?� Ron asked, incredulous. �Death Eaters aren�t notoriously reliable when it comes to telling the truth.�
�Draco never would have betrayed you Harry.� Hermione agreed. �He loves you so.�
�LOVED me so.� Harry said shortly. �I destroyed him the way he let me be destroyed. I came here and I�m safe here. I ask for neither your company nor counsel, so get out.�
Ron had been examining the sheaf of papers spread over the floor. Holding up one, he read it aloud:
If I said I �t m�t miss you
That would be a lie

I can�t live without you

So I sit and cry
Our time together was short

But my memories last forever

As the fire in my heart

Fades slowly to embers
I sit and close my eyes

Trying to picture your face

As I cling to your memory

A love I can�t replace
I long to hold you

To pull you near to me

But you are gone

Your spirit is set free
I loved you

Up until the end

Then you betrayed me

Now I�m alone again
�That�s beautiful Harry.� Hermione said softly as Ron finished reading it.
He stalked over to Ron and yanked the paper from his hands. �Crap writing, that�s all. Me being fanciful.�
�Or perhaps it�s a part of your soul that you denied trying to come out again.� Ron replied. He put an arm around Harry�s shoulders, gesturing to Hermione to leave them alone. She cast a few cleaning charms around the room and went outside, exclaiming in disgus the the state of the lawn, which was overrun with garden gnomes.
�Accio Crookshanks!� they heard from outside as Ron shook his head.
�Harry, listen to me.� Ron�s eyes met Harry�s. �I�m not one for the big emotional talks and I never have been, you know that. I leave that to �Mione. But listen to me, please. I was your best friend once, and I want to be again. I have missed you so much over these past years, so many times things have happened that I wanted to share with you, and have turned to speak to you only to realize you weren�t there. The first time I got drunk and into a bar fight, you would have killed yourself laughing. The first time I got laid! When I got married, you were to be my best man � you never even came to my wedding or acknowledged it. When my twins were born, you were named godfather and you never showed up to see them. When I landed my job, when I bought a house�when I learned how tive ive a muggle car! All these things I wanted to share with you, but you were here, sinking into a mire of filth and loneliness. You abandoned me, but I am still here and this is my last ditch effort to return you to the world of the living.�
Harry opened his mouth when Ron paused for breath but he cut him off. �Let me pound this into your thick, Gryffindor skull Harry! You were betrayed by that git Malfoy and subjected to unspeakable torments. You faced nightmareish crres res in battle, you were and ARE a figurehead for the wizarding community � yes people look to you still. What was it Dumbledore told you in our first year? �It does not do to dwell on the past and forget to live.� The man is wise! Listen to him! Listen to me! Harry please!�
Harry clamped a hand over Ron�s mouth. �Give me a few minutes Ron, go outside with Hermione and let me process all of this. I never thought of it that way.�
�You were too busy being selfish and enjoying wallowing your misery.� Came Hermione�s tart reply from the doorway.
�Out!�
�I�ll be back.� Hermione glared at him.
�For the first time since Voldemort died, I�m afraid.� Harry said with a trace of his old cheekiness. �Give me a few minutes.�
�You have ten minutes.� Hermione told him. �Ron come look at the state of this roof��
Ron and Hermione wandered over the unkempt and uncut grounds of Godric�s Hollow while Harry pondered Ron and Hermione�s heartfelt words. Return to the wizarding world? Risk opening himself up again? Being hurt again? Seeing Draco again?
That last thought caused his heart to jump and his breath to catch. See Draco again�the one who betrayed him� �He probably hates my guts and rightfully so.� Harry thought cynically. Leave his comfort zone? Could he do that?

�Drakkie boy!� Blaise Zabini�s overly cheerful voice echoed through the phone. �How the hell are ya?�
�Are you high?� Draco demanded.
�On life mon ami, on life!�
Draco groaned and dropped his face into his hands. �What has Pansy been feeding you?�
�Never mind that,� Blaise�s voice became serious. �Draco, I have it on good authority some information that will interest you immensely and I think that if you ignored it and moved on with your plans that you would be stupid and you should wait and take your time and think it through and through and wait just a bit because she�s really smart and her plan is sound and it will work and things will be as they should��
�Again in English?� Draco cut into the babble. �What the hell are you talking about?�
�Potter, Malfoy.� Blaise said coolly, causing Draco to almost drop the phone. �I�m talking about Potter.�
�What about that bastard?� Draco sneered.
�Oh don�t play pompous and uncaring with ME Malfoy,� Blaise sounded amused. �I shared a dorm room with you for seven years, I am the closest you will get to a best friend and I know you still love him.�
�Not that it matters.� He muttered.
�It does matter Malfoy. You know how you made the choice to move on? To start dating other people and get on with your life?�
�Yessss.� Draco drug the word out, sounding like a Parselmouth.
�Don�t.�
�What? You were the one who encouraged me and have been for years!�
�I know, I know.� Blaise said hastily. �But some new information has just come to my attention and I�m asking you to wait. Please Draco, wait two weeks. Just two weeks, that�s all I�m asking.�
Draco cd hid his eyes and sighed. What was two more weeks after five years. �Will you tell me why?�
�No. Trust me.�
�Famous last words. Last time you told me to trust you, I wound up singing �My Boyfriend�s Back� in a pink dress with lipstick and mascara!�
�This is a sure thing Draco!�
�If you�re wrong�� Draco threatened.
�I know, I know. My entrails will be torn out through my eye sockets as you string me up by my toenails and shove flaming splinters up my nose.� Blaise chuckled. �I�ve heard it all before. So, will you wait?�
�All right. But only two weeks.� Draco dropped his head to his hands, unable to believe he had just agreed to whatever asinine and half-baked plan that Blaise had thought up.
�That�s all she�ll need.�
�SHE? She who?� Draco�s eyebrows threatened to lift off his forehead.
�Secret. If I told you, I�d have to kill. Now, myself, Pansy, Goyle, Crabbe, Bulstrode and Flint will be over at your apartment this afternoon around 3:30. Be there.�
�WHY are you coming over?� Draco was dying of curiosity now.
�If I told you�� Blaise began, a smile in his voice.
�That is the cheesiest line I�ve ever heard.�
�That�s why I use it. Talk to you later Drakkie!�
�Never call me that again.�
The click in his ear made him roll his eyes to the sky and wonder why his friend was a raving lunatic, as he debated whether or not to contact St. Mungo�s.

Harry thought. He pondered. He had four minutes left. He closed his eyes to muddle things out and his mind was awash in memories.
Even though it was dark, he could see the look on his face and he knew his eyes were shining. Hands caressing his arse, lips touching his nipples making him gasp, a tongue leaving a wet trail to his navel, hands and lips caressing, touching, tasting his shaft as he begged time to stop. He returned the favour, convinced Draco�s alabaster skin was unlike anything he had ever seen before, no one should have skin so white, so soft. His lips were more intoxicating than wine, his tongue guilty of committing unspeakable pleasures.
Harry made the choice. Graduation night would be the night, they had waited long enough and he yearned to see Draco nude, yearned to feel him inside his body and to enter him in turn. Draco was patience itself with Harry, claiming people did crazy things when they were in love, he wanted Harry to be comfortable and secure and the longer they waited, the more explosive the lovemaking would be.
Gasps and kisses and caresses in the dark weren�t doing it anymore. They both needed � wanted something more and Harry was ready.
�Too bad I was betrayed by him.� He thought cynically. �I love him so much.�
He froze as he reviewed what he had just thought. Love. Not loved � past tense, but love. As in now. As in still. As in always. �I love him.� He said aloud. �Despite his betrayal, I still love him.�
�Then go to him.� Ron�s voice spoke from the doorway. �Make yourself presentable and respectable again and go to him. Find out about all you�ve missed, find out about him.�
�He hates me, I�m sure, so there�s no point.� Harry argued.
�You�re grappling for an excuse Harry and that won�t work. I happen to know, FOR A FACT, he loves you still.�
�He still loves me?� Harry asked in a small voice.
�For two more weeks only, then he�s moving on with his life and not wasting any time on you again. He�s waited five years Harry.�
�He waited for me?� he said pathetically.
Ron nodded and held his breath. If the promise of Draco waiting for him could return Harry to the land of the living� �Will you do it?�
Harry closed his eyes and made his choice. �No.�
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