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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Three	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5221 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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(U)Chapter Seven(U)

"Ow…"

"Morning," Jasper said softly as his boyfriend continued to groan weakly in pain, rolling away from the bright sunlight coming through the window, burying his face in Jaspers smooth (and sparkling) chest.

"Ugh…" Draco grunted weakly as a reply.

"Headache?" Jasper asked, running his fingers through Draco's messy hair. Draco nodded, uttering another pain filled groan.

"And my shoulder," he muttered, "What…what did I (B)do(B) last night?"

"You don't remember?" Jasper asked.

"Um…not…not all of it," Draco admitted softly.

"I knew you wouldn't," Jasper said, smiling fondly down at his boyfriend.

"Oh no, I-" he cut himself off with a wince and a groan of pain as he lifted his head too quickly. His bloodshot eyes sought out Jaspers golden ones, trying to ignore the stabbing pain the sparkling skin caused in his brain. Oh why did it have to be sunny today? And why didn't they shut the curtain last night? Usually he found the diamond like effect to be utterly beautiful but today…today it was just painful. "No I remember everything about what happened in here but…but it's the earlier stuff that is a little bit fuzzy…"

"So what do you remember?" Jasper asked, pulling Draco's head back down gently and making his boyfriend use him as a pillow one more, "Maybe I can help to fill in some of the blanks…"

"Well…well I remember hugging Pansy and then…then I remember you carrying me upstairs and me and you…doing stuff," Draco admitted slowly.

"Right," Jasper said, his hand ghosting up and down Draco's bare back, making him shiver but definitely in a good way.

"So…did I miss much?" Draco asked, tilting his head to look up at Jasper.

"Um…a little…" Jasper chuckled softly, his hand still moving softly up and down Draco's back, "To start with you Apparated us onto a table…"

"A table?" Draco asked in shock.

"A very little and extremely delicate table which then proceeded to…collapse," Jasper continued, pausing for dramatic effect.

"It collapsed?" Draco asked.

"Very much so," Jasper nodded, "And I'm afraid to say none of us were able to catch you, it happened so quickly - not even Alice saw it coming."

"Is that…is that why my right side is absolutely killing me?" Draco asked.

"Yeah," Jasper said apologetically, "I'm sorry I couldn't catch you..."

"It's ok," Draco smiled at him, "I forgive you…ow…" he winced as he moved his arm, a sharp pain shooting out from his shoulder joint. "I think I might have done something to my shoulder…"

"Let me see," Jasper said softly, holding Draco in his arms as he sat up gently. They moved slowly so as not to make Draco's headache any worse, ending up with Draco sat in the vampire's lap, his injured side facing his boyfriend. Jasper winced in sympathy as he saw the injured joint, a bruise so dark it was almost black and so big it was nearly twice the size of Jasper's fist. "Draco…" he murmured sympathetically, gently laying his cool hand over the centre of the bruise. Draco hissed initially but then relaxed as the ice-cold skin of his boyfriend soothed the throbbing bruise. "I wish there was something more that I could do to help to make the pain go away."

"S'Ok," Draco mumbled before calling out softly, "Binky?"

"Yes Master Draco?" the house elf asked as he appeared at the side of the bed with a loud 'pop', his eyes widening briefly with shock before he turned to face the wall, "What can Binky do for Master Draco?"

"Could you get me some pain relief potion, some bruise reducing cream and an all-in-one hangover cure please?" Draco asked.

"Yes, Master Draco, I will get them at once," the house elf squeaked, still looking only at the wall because the young master was…was…naked! Oh my… "Should I be telling the master and mistress you will join them at breakfast?"

"Ugh…" Draco's stomach did a somersault at the mere mention of food. "No…no, I feel sick enough as it is. Just…just the potions, please?"

"Ok, Master Draco," the house elf agreed, slowly turning back to face his young master, blushing, "I will go and get those things for you, Master Draco." And with a final bow the blushing house elf disappeared with a click of his fingers and another loud 'pop'.

"He was blushing," Draco mumbled, sounding surprised, "I don't think I've ever seen a house elf blush before. Why was he blushing?"

"Um…" Jasper smiled softly to himself. Obviously Draco hadn't noticed how exposed he was, sitting on Jaspers lap wearing nothing at all…

"Oh my God!" Draco gasped as realisation dawned on him, covering himself with his hands, his own face turning bright red. Jasper couldn't help but laugh and pulled his boyfriend into a gentle hug, the blond wizard had sounded so American it was ridiculously cute. "I'm…we're…he saw…oh my God…"

"You are so cute," Jasper mumbled, pressing a kiss to Draco's soft hair.

"Cute? I'm naked!" Draco cried out loudly, still sounding adorably American, "That's what I am…naked…and he just saw (B)everything(B) and…oh my God!" Jasper kissed his hair once more and pulled the covers up over Draco's lap. "I really hope he doesn't tell anyone…"

"Binky will not, master Draco," the house elf in question said as he appeared beside the bed once more, startling both of them. In his hands he held two vials of fowl looking liquid, one a mouldy green colour and the other murky black, and a pot of red cream reminding Jasper oddly of strawberry ice cream. "Binky will not tell anyone what he saw, Binky would not do that to master Draco."

"Oh…thank you, Binky," Draco visibly sagged with relief, wincing as he rested against Jaspers chest, his shoulder jarring. "And Binky, I'm sorry for exposing myself like that. I didn't realise I was…well…exposed quite as much as I…um…was…un…are those the things I asked for?"

"Yes, master Draco," Binky nodded, putting the pot and the vials in Draco's outstretched hands. "Is there anything else Binky can gets for you, Master Draco?"

"Not right now, Binky, but thanks anyway," Draco said, still embarrassed that the poor house elf had seen his..."I'll call if I do need something." Binky nodded and bowed deeply to them before disappearing with another loud 'pop'.

"Give me the cream and I'll rub it into your shoulder," Jasper ordered softly, letting go of his boyfriend to catch the pot of strange looking cream when Draco let it drop from his hand. He dipped his fingers in it, frowning slightly at the texture (it even felt like ice-cream) and then began to gently spread it over the bruise.

"Ow…" Draco groaned.

"Drink the potions, Draco, they'll help," Jasper ordered softly, pressing a kiss to the back of Draco's neck. Draco uncorked the mouldy green one first, grimacing at the smell that wafted out of it. He then uncorked the murky black one and held them both in one hand, clenching his other hand into a fist as he raised them in a toast.

"Cheers," he muttered softly before tossing the gulping down the two potions in one go, spluttering and gagging instantly. The glass vials dropped from his hands as he coughed loudly and uncontrollably, his hands clutching at his throat. It felt like his throat had been burned by acid and the taste…oh the taste was so bad he felt like he was going to be sick.

"You ok?" Jasper asked, sounding understandably worried.

"That…was…vile."

Jasper kissed the back of Draco's head as his poor boyfriend continued to cough and mutter about how horrible that had been. Jasper found himself physically biting down on his tongue to stop himself from telling Draco it was his own fault for drinking so much. Instead he focused on rubbing some more of the cream into the bruise, his eyes widening in surprise when he noticed that the bruise had already faded considerably.

"Have they helped?" he asked softly.

"Well my headaches fading and my shoulder doesn't hurt so much now. My ribs still ache but that's ok, I can live with that," Draco answered softly, "Only thing is…now I feel a bit sick…well sicker. Merlin…why did I drink so much last night?"

"I…don't know," Jasper answered softly, watching with an odd sense of fascination as the bruise shrunk again, right before his eyes. "Wow, this stuff works really first. The bruise is almost gone now."

"Yeah, it's good stuff," Draco said with a small smile, "I got some for Bella last Christmas but…I don't think she noticed…" Draco trailed off, biting his lip. Christmas had not been a good time for either of them.

"I'm sorry," Jasper said, feeling the drop in his boyfriends mood. Draco pulled away from him enough to turn round so that he was straddling the older teen, his hands taking the pot of cream and putting it on the bedside table before cupping Jaspers strong jaws, pulling him in for a soft kiss.

"It's ok," he murmured.

"Those potions have made you taste…weird…" Jasper mumbled without meaning to but it was true, there was an odd bitter ash taste on his boyfriend's lips. It wasn't like the way food and drink tasted to ash. It was…well different.

"Sorry," Draco apologised, "I can still taste them too. Um…let me just go brush my teeth and then-" he stopped speaking as he stood beside the bed, his face turning a worrying shade of green.

"Draco?"

"I think…I'm going…to be sick!"

Jasper moved in a blur, arriving in the bathroom long before Draco, ready to catch his poor boyfriend when he threw himself at the toilet. He held Draco in his arms, making sure to keep Draco's hair away from his face at the young wizard retched pathetically into the toilet.

"Sorry…" Draco mumbled when his stomach was finally empty.

"Don't apologise," Jasper said soothingly, rubbing his boyfriends back.

Draco went to say something more but another wave of nausea hit him and his stomach emptied itself once more even though Draco was pretty certain there wasn't anything more to bring up. Jasper stayed by him, holding him gently and comforting him until Draco sagged, his stomach finally settling.

"I think you need to go back to bed, Draco," Jasper said softly.

"Wanna…brush my…teeth…" Draco mumbled weekly.

Jasper helped him to get to his feet and then steadied him in front of the sink as Draco slowly brushed his teeth, his eyelids fluttering closed a few times. Yes, he definitely needed to go back to bed and let those potions do their work. Once he was done Jasper hooked his arms under Draco's knees and his shoulders and lifted him, carrying him bridal style back to the bed.

He lay his boyfriend down gently and pulled the covers up over him, tucking them in around him so that Draco wouldn't get cold. Perching on the edge of the bed Jasper smoothed the hair back from Draco's forehead, playing gently with the smooth strands, the wizard's eyes loosing the battle to stay open.

"Sorry…'bout that…" Draco mumbled, looking up at his boyfriend apologetically, "The potions will kick in properly soon and I'll be all better…well I hope they will anyway…I might have thrown half of them up…ugh…"

"Go back to sleep, love," Jasper whispered, pressing a kiss to Draco's slightly clammy forehead. "I'll be here, just go back to sleep."

"But…"

"Just while the potions finish their work," Jasper insisted softly.

"…Kay…but only for a few minutes…" Draco mumbled, his eyes fluttering closed, "Love you…"

"Sweet dreams, Draco."

"You two better be decent in there 'cause I'm coming in," Harry's loud voice on the other side of the door woke Draco and gave Jasper enough warning to pull on his pyjama bottoms before the dark haired teen entered the room. "Afternoon Draco," he said with a small smirk as he perched on the edge of the bed.

"Afternoon?" Draco asked sleepily, rubbing his eyes and sitting up. This caused the covers to slide down to his waste revealing his naked chest. Before he could even start to feel embarrassed Jasper had handed him the black silk dressing gown that had been hanging on the back of the bathroom door until then and with a thankful smile Draco slipped it on.

"I didn't have the heart to wake you," Jasper confessed softly, sitting beside Draco once more and taking his boyfriend into his arms. "You needed to sleep. Tell me, have the potions helped?"

"They have," Draco smiled at him, "I feel almost normal again."

"Daddy?" a soft voice came from the door and the three people sat on the bed turned to look at the small boy holding onto the doorframe for dear life. "Did'ja ask'm?" he mumbled softly, looking shyly at Draco.

"I was just about to Teddy," Harry smiled across at his son before turning to Draco, "A certain someone thinks that you don't like him any more."

"What? Why?" Draco asked, shocked and confused.

"Teddy?" Harry asked, smiling encouragingly down at his little boy.

"You did'na com'a bek'fas," Teddy mumbled quietly, slurring his words together far more than usual. He'd been doing so well with his pronunciation lately. The little boy stumbled across the room, stopping beside Harry's legs, leaning his head against his daddy's knee. He stared up at Draco with his big amber eyes. "An'en daddy no let me come up an' see you. Does…does Unca Dwaco no like Teddy no more? Did Teddy do somefin' wong?"

"No!" Draco gasped, scrambling out of the bed to kneel on the floor in front of Teddy, "Oh no, Teddy, not at all. Of course I still like you Teddy."

"Why you no come down ta bek'fas den?" Teddy asked, his lips trembling.

"I wasn't feeling too well after last night," Draco explained, reaching out a pale hand to brush the light brown hair back from Teddy's forehead. For the first time in a long time Teddy was his natural self, the image of his biological father. "I needed extra sleep to help me feel better."

"From when you fell on da floor?" Teddy asked.

"Yeah," Draco nodded, holding open his arms. He smiled when his little honorary nephew stumbled into his arms for a hug, "It wasn't anything that you did, sweetheart, I promise. Forgive me?"

"Kay," Teddy nodded, "Love you, Unca Dwaco."

"Love you too, little man," Draco responded, pressing a kiss to the little boys hair just as it changed to platinum blond. He ignored the over the top 'awwwww' coming from Harry and continued to hug the now happy little boy. "So Teddy, you looking forward to going home today?"

"Uh-huh but a'fore we go home we goin' to see mummy an' angel daddy," Teddy answered, snuggling happily into Draco's chest. "At the cemenary."

"Cemetery," Harry corrected him with a sad smile.

"We gots pity flowers for dem," Teddy explained, "Wanna come wid us?"

"Oh no Teddy, I wouldn't want to intrude," Draco said softly.

"Actually Draco I was going to invite you to come along with us," Harry said, causing Draco to look up at him with a slightly confused impression. Surely laying flowers on Teddy's parents grave was a family thing. "We're going to put flowers on my parents grave as well. And Dumbledores. And Snapes…"

"Severus…" Draco breathed in shock, falling back to lean against the side of the bed. Jasper and Harry moved as one, sitting on either side of the blond wizard.

"Who is Severus?" Jasper asked softly.

"He was my Godfather," Draco was trembling, hugging Teddy's little body a little too tightly. Harry, noticing this took his godson into his own arms and Jasper at once took Draco's trembling hands in his own. "He…he was a spy in the war but…but no one knew until…until he died…"

"I'm sorry Draco," Jasper said softly.

"I thought you might like to put some flowers on his grave," Harry said softly, holding the suddenly quiet Teddy in his arms. Harry had been noticing lately that his little boy was getting very good at reacting to the mood of the people around him.

"I've…I've never actually seen his grave," Draco mumbled softly. "And…and I've never really said sorry to Dumbledore for…for getting him killed."

"You didn't get him killed, Draco," Harry said softly.

"Didn't I?" Draco asked sadly.

"No," Harry said firmly, "You didn't get him killed. Voldemort had wanted him dead for years. He just…took advantage of the situation. It wasn't you."

"If…if you say so," Draco said softly, looking down at his hands.

"I do. Now, we're going in ten minutes so you need to hurry up and get dressed and then meet us down in the entrance hall," Harry said firmly, jumping up and pretending to almost drop Teddy, making him laugh loudly, holding onto Harry's long sleeves tightly. "Come on Teddy, lets go sort out some flowers for your Uncle Draco and Uncle Jasper to take with them."

"You ok?" Jasper asked softly once the door had shut behind them.

"…not really," Draco mumbled softly.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Jasper asked softly.

"Not really," Draco admitted, "It's too…complicated to get into it now but I…I played a large part in getting Professor Dumbledore, the best headmaster Hogwarts has ever known and one of the most powerful wizards of all time, killed. I was ordered to kill him myself but…I couldn't do it. But he still died that night."

"Oh Draco…" Jasper sighed softly.

"And my Godfather…he sacrificed himself to help Harry destroy Voldemort…he sacrificed so much of his life, years spent being someone he wasn't…" Draco mumbled tearfully, "But he was always there for me…he always helped me when I needed him to…he…he killed Dumbledore to save both our lives and…and he never wanted any of it…and…"

"It's ok Draco," Jasper interrupted him quickly, gathering him into his arms as the sobs got worse, "You don't have to tell me any more now. Lets get dressed and go with Harry and Teddy and lay some flowers for them. Ok?"

"Ok…"

Draco sighed sadly as he looked about his room, his and Jasper's packed suitcases waiting by the door. Huh, he was sure there were more suitcases there than they had brought with them…odd.

"You ok?" Jasper asked, wrapping his arms around Draco from behind, pulling him back against his strong chest. Leaving flowers at the graves of the Lupins, the Potters, Albus Dumbledore and Severus Snape had been a very emotionally draining experience for his boyfriend. He'd wept tears of apology and regret at the tomb of Albus Dumbledore, laying his flowers with the hundreds of other bouquets already there. And he'd wept tears of sorrow and pain at the tomb of his Godfather, remembering him for the man he could have been if life had treated him better.

"Yeah," Draco sighed, resting his arms on the one around his waist, "Just…thinking and…well it's just I think I'm gonna miss this place ever more now."

"Of course you will, it's your home," Jasper said simply, resting his chin on Draco's shoulder in a position exactly like the one he had taken beside the graves earlier, offering Draco the silent comfort he had needed.

"Do you miss your home?" Draco asked softly, "Not the Cullen house, I mean your home from before, when you were human…" Draco trailed off uncertainly as Jasper stiffened behind him. "Sorry…I just…sorry…"

"No, don't apologise," Jasper interrupted him, kissing Draco's soft neck. "You're curios. And in answer to your question, no, I don't miss my home because I can barely remember it. Only the odd memory…it was so long ago…"

"I'm sorry," Draco apologised.

"It's not your fault," Jasper said softly, his lips returning to Draco's neck briefly for another kiss, "It's just a fact. Time passes and memories fade."

"Will you…no, don't worry…um…" Draco cut off his own question, pulling out of Jaspers arms and stepping away. Waves of self-pity suddenly rolled off of the blond wizard and Jasper frowned with worry, he hadn't felt self-pity from his beloved in so long. "Don't be so stupid, Draco…" he muttered to himself but of course Jasper heard it clearly.

"What Draco?" the vampire asked, "You know you can ask me anything."

"Will you…" Draco took a deep breath and turned around to face Jasper, "Will you forget me? If I choose to remain human and…die…will you still remember me in a hundred years time?"

For a few moments Jasper couldn't speak, frozen in shock.

"I will never forget you," he finally breathed, his body shaking as he rushed to take Draco into his arms, holding him tightly to his chest as the horrible thought of Draco dying filled his mind with terrible images…images of sorrow…of loneliness… "Of course I would remember you if I planned to live that long."

"I don't understand," Draco breathed in confusion.

"If you choose to remain human…if you choose to die one day then I choose to die with you. The day you die I will die as well…" Jasper breathed softly, already planning what to say when Draco demanded an explanation…

"You two ready to go?" Harry interrupted their moment, bursting into the room without knocking. Draco jumped out of Jasper's arms. His face had lost all of its colour making him look positively ashen. And horrified, he looked so horrified it broke Jaspers heart. He needed to explain…

"Draco…"

"Yeah, we're ready Harry," Draco mumbled, not looking at Jasper as he rushed out of the room, his loud footsteps echoing as he hurried down the hall. Jasper gazed after him, a deep sigh leaving him.

"You ok?" Harry asked worriedly.

"No," Jasper admitted, "I just screwed things up. Big time."

"How?" Harry asked worriedly.

"I didn't…I…well, don't feel bad about it Harry but your entrance cut off my explanation about something rather…upsetting that I had just said," Jasper said softly, wishing that he'd held his tongue about his plans for what he would do if Draco chose to die.

"Oh. Whoops. Sorry," Harry said, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, "But…you can fix things right? You can explain it now, can't you?"

"I can…if he'll let me."

"Oh…"

"Yeah…"

(I)What did he mean?

He was going to…to kill himself?

Why?

Why?

Oh Merlin…

He couldn't…couldn't mean it!

He couldn't die!

Jasper…Jasper had to live on…

He had to…(I)

Draco sat alone for the flight home. No one could get a word out of him, especially not Jasper. He sat alone and half-heartedly read the Prophet and the Quibbler, so half-heartedly he didn't even notice that while most of the articles were about Harry and the party there was a large article in the Prophet about him and Jasper and the Quibbler had a two page spread just for them, complete with a pull out poster of them kissing.

The landing was bad, bumpy because of turbulence and this was the only moment of the long flight he spoke to anyone, when he whimpered and held his mothers hand, asking her not to let go until the plane had come to a halt and he felt safe again. He led the way leaving the plane, walking briskly through the terminal to the baggage retrieval zone.

The men of their group carried the luggage, Edward, Emmett and Jasper carrying to bulk of it as if it weighed nothing at all and they left the airport. Before they could step outside Alice gathered them all together and announced what she had just seen, the various ways in which they would get home;

"Edward and Bella will take a taxi straight back to Bella's house. Emmett, Rosalie and myself will take a taxi after we've gone shopping. Lucius and Narcissa will Apparate home and then go out for a lovely evening meal. Jasper and Draco need to talk. Teddy needs to sleep. And Harry…well judging by the fact that I can't see anything past a few minutes ahead for you…"

"Jacob…" Harry breathed.

Alice nodded and as everyone always did when she announced one of her visions with such certainty they obeyed her.

Lucius banished their luggage to their various homes with a flick of his wand, being careful to put Bella's in her room so that her father would not notice, and then he and Narcissa set off to find a nice restaurant to have something to eat in.

Alice eagerly led the way for the three shoppers, Rosalie following apathetically and Emmett protesting loudly at the torture he was about to endure - carrying all their shopping.

Because he was lost in his worried thoughts Draco Apparated alone, leaving Harry to bring Jasper with him and Teddy. They arrived in the hallway of the Malfoys house at the same time and Jasper sniffed the air loudly, an instinctive growl leaving his throat as he pulled open the front door to reveal…

"Jacob…" Harry breathed for the second time in ten minutes.

"Alpha!" Teddy cried happily, if rather sleepily.

"Wha-" Jacob jumped up from where he had been sleeping on the floor of the perch, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Oh…you're back."

"Obviously," Harry said softly.

"H-How? I mean…I was waiting for a taxi to arrive," Jacob asked softly.

"Magic," Harry said softly.

"Oh…right," Jacob mumbled, blushing with embarrassment. "Um…I came here to…to talk with you. We need to talk. If you'll let me…" he mumbled softly, looking nervously at his ex-boyfriend.

"Yes," Harry nodded, "We do need to talk."

"Um…out here?" Jacob asked, gesturing to the porch, "You're…you're house smells bad. Sorry. I'm…I'm not being insulting to the leech…to Jasper but it does."

"I understand. Of course we can talk on the porch," Harry agreed, just as nervous about the talk. "Can you put Teddy to bed for me Draco?" he asked, turning to the wizard in question.

"Of course, Harry," Draco agreed, taking the little boy into his arms, "Don't get cold while you talk." He walked past Jasper and into Harry's room, flicking on the light as he headed over to Teddy's little bed. His boyfriend watched from the doorway as he carefully laid the sleepy boy down, using his wand to change his clothes into a comfortable set of pyjamas so as not to wake him. He tucked little Teddy in and leant down, pressing a kiss to his forehead and whispering softly, "Sweet dreams Teddy. May angels guard you while you sleep."

"Draco," Jasper said softly as the wizard left the room, forcing him out into the hall. The front door was now shut, Harry and Jacob no doubt talking on the other side. "Draco please, let me explain."

"Wait," Draco said, his voice barely above a whisper. He flicked his wand at a little crystal resting on the windowsill above Teddy's bed and it began to glow softly. "He doesn't like sleeping in the dark," he explained softly as he turned off the main light in the room and pulled the door to, not closing it so that should he need someone Teddy would only need to call out softly and be heard.

"Draco, please…" Jasper begged softly.

"Why did you say that?" Draco asked as he made his way up to his room. Jasper knew that he didn't mean his question just then, "Why would you say that?"

"Because it's the truth," Jasper said softly as they entered Draco's bedroom, Jasper staying in the doorway whilst Draco continued in, "Draco…the thought of a world without you in it is too horrible for me to imagine. I love you and I will always love you. But I will not exist when you do not, I cannot exist when you do not."

"Not even if I want you to?" Draco asked softly, staring out the window, "Not even if the thought of a world where you don't exist makes me want to cry and cry and cry until there are no tears left in my body? In my soul?"

"…we can't win this way, can we?" Jasper said sadly after a pause, "I won't live on without you and yet you won't let me die…"

"So what do we do?" Draco asked softly, looking in the reflection of the glass, watching as Jasper wiped at his eyes as if tears were building up in his eyes, not that that was possible. "What can we do?"

"There's only one way for us to both be happy," Jasper said softly.

"How?" Draco asked.

"I have never asked you this before but I think it's time I did. Draco…will you let me turn you? I know what you've said, that the choice is yours but…I need to know. It doesn't have to be now or soon just…some day. Will you?" Jasper asked, cupping Draco's face with his hands. "We could be together forever…"

"Forever…" Draco breathed, meeting Jaspers eyes. For a long moment they stared into each others eyes and then finally Draco answered…

A/N I'm sorry but I couldn't resist. This chapter has been a nightmare to write, the worst one so far and I sort of hate it. I'm so tempted to delete it all and start it all again…but I promised you all an update by the end of January…which is today. LOL. That's what I call cutting it close. More on the way.
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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Three