December 29th, 2004

Crookshanks Words: Liddow

Draco Decides To Die

Author's note: This is my belated entry for switchknife's Dysfunctionalia challenge.

Draco Decides to Die

It wasn't a dramatic decision, really. It wasn't an amalgamation of pain or suffering or anger, either. No, it was actually quite anticlimactic, because Draco had once expected his departure from the world of the living to be a cataclysmic event. But he was young and naïve then…

Draco glanced over at the raven haired man sleeping soundly beside him. Harry's eyelids fluttered momentarily, before closing again. Draco reached down and touched Harry's face. His ruddy, unshaven skin seemed warm.

Harry's eyes opened. They were beautiful eyes. They sparkled once. Yes, those seductive green eyes were looking at him curiously. They knew…

"Hi," Harry uttered groggily. His lips began to take the shape of a faint smile as they were pressed against Draco's left cheek. "Are you all right?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Did you sleep well?"

Harry nodded. He had a peculiar look on his face now. Not longing… just curious. Concerned.

"Are you sure you're…?"

There was silence for a moment as he looked into Draco's liquid eyes and only saw his reflection. Harry shuddered.

"You should get ready for work," Draco said.

"Yes, what time is it?"

"Eight thirty."

Harry climbed out of bed and began to dress himself clumsily. He toyed irritably with a French cuff link, trying to fit it into the narrow slit of his dress shirt. Draco walked over and fastened it on for him. Their eyes met.

"Thanks," Harry said. "Do you have plans… for today?"

"Yes," Draco replied. "I certainly do."

Harry put on his coat and reached over to grab his wand and briefcase. Shaking, Draco lifted his right hand in Harry's direction. Just enough. Just enough to make Harry feel the electrifying touch of Draco's cold quivering fingers on his warm neck.

Harry froze. "I should get to work."

"You should."

Harry shuffled over to the door and opened it mechanically.

"I…" he began.

"…love you," Draco ended.

There was a desperate silence.

Harry smiled and closed the door.