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Join Me In Death	By : Zadkhiel Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1564 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Join Me In Death

before life tears us apart...

Series: Join Me In Death

Chapter: I - This World is a Cruel Place

Type: Slash Fic

Pairing: Draco/Harry

Rated: NC-17 - dark angst

Blurb: won't you die tonight for love?

JOIN ME IN DEATH

This World Is A Cruel Place

Baby join me in death

Baby join me in death

Baby join me in death

"Noooo!"

Draco Malfoy woke up with a silent scream and for the next several minutes, lay curled up in a fetal position on his bed, sobbing deeply and clutching at the blanket-like cloth that was wrapped tightly around him. He buried his tear-streaked face against the soft worn material and whimpered a name that at one point, he had been loathed to utter.

After the Last War against Voldemort, he had had nightmares every night since. Being the Malfoy that he was, he just swallowed the tears and pretended the nightmares never existed, but as time grew on, the aches and pains and torment only grew worse. This nightmare in particular was especially haunting, reminding him of something he would always feel guilty for whether or not the guilt was his to bear.

�I promised you! And you promised me!�

��but� I� love you��

Once he had calmed down enough, he padded into the bathroom adjoining his small bedroom � one of the small, but much appreciated, privileges of being a prefect � and stripped and stepped into the shower. He turned on the charmed tap and closed his eyes and upturned his face to receive the warm spray of the shower water and let the cleansing liquid wash away the tears. But the water did nothing to wash away the tears because more tears started falling as he remembered the last time he had stood here in the comforting embrace of his first and only true love.

We are so young

our lives have just begun�

It had been strange when he had finally admitted to his attraction to boys and stranger still � not to mention bloody embarrassing � when he realized just who he was attracted to and for years, he had angsted about it and had covered his attraction up by snide comments and cutting slurs and fistfights. But when the misery of hiding his feelings became too much he had finally gotten up enough courage (or perhaps lost all his sanity, he wasn�t sure which) to approach the object of his desires about it, he found out that all his anxiety hadn�t been necessary because apparently, the other had felt the same in return and for about just as long. Draco would never forget how happy he had been when the hushed admission had been made, just like how he would never forget the first time he had spoken theee see sacred words he had once scoffed at and completely meant it with every fibre of his being, or how he had cried openly for the first time in years when the same three words were whispered back into his ear.

�I love you��

He fell against the wall and squeezed his eyes shut and let himself sob, the strangled sounds echoing off the stone walls. �Stop it! Please stop�� He choked out. His mind however, had other ideas.

but already we are considering

escape from this world�

Memories of their secret shared interludes together, filled with passion, desperation, and even shared pain, flooded his mind in a torrent. He remembered how they had met in the Astronomy Tower past curfew with the aid of his lover�s invisibility cloak and star gazed together or when they had gone broom-flying together.

Draco had to laugh a little when he remembered when they had been flying in opposite directions � him flying down and his lover flying up � and then suddenly decided to turn back around and had collided spectacularly, which landed the two Seekers entwined together on the grassy field below, out of breath and laughing and groaning from pain. That night had also been the first night they had� made love. Not the blind grope while hidden in a closet or dark nook or the occasional fuck for pleasure he had once indulged in before, but a slow and sweet total intimacy, filled with words of endearment that would never leave the other�s mouth or heart, hushed affirmations of love, and the soft almost musical sounds of pleasure.

The blond whimpered softly as he felt himself grow hard at the memory. It had been so sweet and the times after that had been filled with both quick rough couplings and the slow drawn-out dance of love-making. When he had become a prefect, it had become easier for them to get together without the constant worry of being caught and the quickies became less frequent, but he had always thought that the first time was the most precious of them all no matter how many times they had made love together. His beautiful lover had at one time admitted to having the same sentiment and that had given him a reassurance that he had never known he needed, knowing that that one night had been as special to the other as it had been for him.

His hand unconsciously drifted down the hard planes of his war and otherwise-scarred alabaster-pale body, tracing pathways his lover had known only too well after only a few months together. He moaned softly when his hand found the hardness of his sex and his mind flitted to the memory of their last night together under the stars.

The Quidditch-calloused hands outlining the curves of his angular body� kisses pressed into the hollow of his shoulder and hips�

and we've waited for so long

for this moment to come

�Draco, regardless of what happens� Do you believe me when I say that I�ll always love you?� The voice had been like a butterfly flying against a heavy gust of wind as the words were whispered into his ear as trembling hands had eased his slacks off of his narrow hips. �Will you believe me?�

�� Forever, my love, forever� I might doubt a lot of things, but that�s something I will never doubt. But you have to promise me��

we�re so anxious to be together

together in death�

He had almost come as soon as the wind-cooled hand came in contact with his hot and pulsating flesh, but out of sheer willpower, he had lasted long enough to prove to his lover that he would never question his love with every thrust of his hips, caressing kiss, whispered words, and with every falling tear.

�I love you� and I promise� ohhh��

�Harry!� Draco cried out harshly as milky fluid arced from his throbbing sex and splashed against the stone wall.

God, I miss you so much�

His legs trembled violently beneath him and he finally gave in and sunk to the floor of the shower with a thump. He didn�t know how long he sat like that with his head tilted back and hairsterstered all over his face, but he knew it was long enough to make the water run cool, warning him to hurry up before the water turned to glacier-cold. He stood up and turned off the tap and returned to his bedroom, not bothering to towel himself dry.

| continued in part II |

won't you die tonight for love?

� "Zadkhiel" - 04.24.2004
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