|blueskyecloud9 (blueskyecloud9) wrote,|
@ 2012-08-17 12:39:00
Lying in bed that night, Draco clung to Severus like ivy to a wall. Nose buried in Severus's soft skin, Draco watched his lover's chest rise and fall as he breathed, his heartbeat still twice as fast, as it had been since Severus's revelation of Potter's feelings.
The one thing that Draco had always been afraid of was that Severus would wake up one day and realize how young and immature he was in comparison to the older, cultured, refined man. And then he would leave him an Draco would be alone, love-less, friend-less.
It was this fear that drove him to decide to not acknowledge whatever it was that Potter and he had. Why should he, when he had love that rivaled it?
Potter hadn't returned after the fight, but now that Vela was behind bars, Draco wasn't too concerned. Potter would be fine.
His mind racing, Draco was unable to go to sleep and finally, curiosity getting the better of him, rose and, wrapping his robe around himself, tip-toed slowly to the parlor, in search of that photograph.
Gently picking it up off the table, Draco sat back in a chair to stare at it.
"Yes Harry. Teddy is staying with his grandmother tonight, and you and I are going out. It's final. You need to live a little."
"Remus, the last thing I want to do is go clubbing with my godfather and my boss, who happens to be his boyfriend!"
Remus pinked, "He is not my boyfriend, we are simply friends."
Harry rolled his eyes, "Friends with benefits then. Whatever, regardless, I'm not going."
"You don't have to stay with us, but please Harry, what is done, is done. There is nothing you can do. There is no point in hiding from the world because the man you love doesn't remember you and has moved on."
Remus's eyes softened, "Harry…"
Clenching his hands, Harry said, "It isn't like I haven't tried Remus. But…when you feel love like that…"
"It's possible to find it again Harry. But you have to try."
"Besides, if anyone sees me at a bar, with other men, it'll hit the front page faster than a snitch can leave your sight. We don't know what will happen with the damned marriage then. I don't want to risk it."
"Wear a glamour. Harry, everything meaningful in your life is something you took a risk with."
Harry looked up into his godfather's glittering eyes that beseeched him so and Harry couldn't say no. "Fine. But just this once."
Remus grinned, "Of course." The werewolf had no doubt that Harry would find someone, all he had to do was get out there.
Draco spun around, clenching his fingers around the photograph and hiding it behind him quickly. "Severus!"
Severus raised an eyebrow and glanced down at Draco's hidden hands, "Draco, what are you doing here this early at this morning?"
"Nothing! I was just thinking…" Draco said, attempting to surreptitiously hide the photograph.
Folding his arms across his chest, Severus stared at Draco disbelievingly. "Draco, I was a spy. As were you, but clearly your lying skills are not up to par currently. What are you doing lookin gat that photo? I thought you had decided you did not care for it?"
Draco looked away, "I…I…"
Severus sighed and rubbed his face gently, "Draco, it is alright to want to know what happened. To know you are missing a part of your life, and to know it is in your reach…"
"I don't care about it!"
"You do. Draco, explain to me what is going through your head."
"I don't know!"
Caressing his lover's hands, Severus said, "You wish to understand why and how you and Potter fell in love."
Draco's eyes snapped away from Severus, "I just…"
"It is alright Draco. I understand. It is your innate curiosity, as well as your need to understand how it all came about."
Draco nodded. "I love you Severus. But it occurs to me that…if Potter and I hadn't fallen in…love…would I have fallen in love with you? Did something about me change? Something that removing the memories didn't affect? I just need to know all the facst, to be able to understand it. To come to terms with it."
Draco looked up at Severus, "Do you think Potter will let me view the memories? That can't hurt right?"
Frowning, Severus thought back, "Potter did not mention any problems with you simply viewing the memories. But, remember, viewing them will not…evoke the emotion you felt during them. It will simply give you the facts, and perhaps a touch of the emotion you had felt."
"Something is better than nothing."
Harry frowned as he sipped his drink at the bar counter. Remus and Kingsley were on the dance floor, getting their boogie on—
Wait. Had he just said that? Harry looked down at his drink accusingly. This is all your fault you silly scotch. Harry really didn't want to think about those two men dancing, rubbing against each other, sweat—
Harry glanced up as he felt eyes land on him and came face to face with a glittering pair of icy grey eyes. For a moment he thought they belonged to Draco or Lucius, before his eyes caught the short black hair, the glowing tan skin, the glittering diamond stud in the left ear, and those very red lips.
The man smiled, "Could I buy you a drink?"
Harry was about to refuse before Remus's words came to mind, "There are lots of hot, sexy men out there. You don't have to fall in love with them at first sight. But Harry, if you don't try, you'll never know if they may be men you could love."