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Title: Return to Me Part-8xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /



rating: pg-13



Genre: Romance, angst



Summary: The night when Harry Potter leaves his husband behind as he goes to war.



Spoilers: 1-5



Warning: slash, m-preg



Disclaimer: blah blah blah wish I owned Draco but don’t.











Chapter-8
Till Death do us Part.

“My Lover’s gone, his boots no longer by my door”


The snow had finally given in and was now laying thick over the grounds of Godric’s

Hollow Cemetery covering the various departed souls that now rested in peace away

from the turbulences of everyday life. Among them lay James Harrison and Lily Jeanine

Potter. Their graves covered with beautiful flowers which rose above the snow, their

headstones the only reminders to the world of what happened that fateful day 18 years

ago. And now Harry James Potter was joining his parents once again, his grave set

protectively between theirs.


“He left at dawn, and as I slept I felt him go.”


Every one close to him was here. Their eyes stinging against the cold, their breaths

making raspy appearances in front of them. The coffin, covered to hide Draco’s husband

from view, was a rich mahogany color, polished to perfection baring the inscriptions HJP

on them.


“Returns no more, I will not watch the ocean.”


Gray eyes unveiled with a flick meeting the sight that lay before them. The sight he had

dreaded for so very long. The sight of his husband’s funeral. The atmosphere held echoes

of peace and simplicity. It held grief and yet it held hope.


“My lover’s gone, no earthly ship will ever bring, him home again.”





“Dearly Beloved”





“Dearly Beloved”


“Bring him home again”


“We are gathered here today”




“We are gathered here today”


“To say farewell to a Great man.”





“To join in holy matrimony these two men who stand before me.”



“You know sometimes I wonder whether I’ll get out of this you know. This war. Whether

I’ll get married and have kids. Or go and live in the countryside. Or travel the world. You

know just…live. Just live. Other times I think maybe I won’t even survive to see my 20th

birthday.”


“My lover’s gone I know that kiss will be my last”


Everything else disappeared and Draco watched a fourteen year old Harry Potter seated

in front of him, his eyes glazed over, his back relaxed, his legs swinging, lightly grazing

the grassy ground.


“No more his song, the tune upon his lips has passed”


But then the picture faded and all Draco saw was the white snow and the contrasted dark

cloaks against the ground. He could here Harry’s voice though, echoing softly against his

eardrums, shaking his insides.


“I sing alone, while I watch the ocean”


“Stay with me tonight, Draco.” That was the end of fourth year after Harry had turned up

with his one arm attached to the Triwizard cup and the second to the body of Cedric

Diggory. His face had been pale, as he had lain in the hospital wing bed ready for sleep to

claim him once more. Draco remembered every moment.


“My lover’s gone, No earthly ship will ever bring him home again.”


“And with this ring, I thee wed.”


“Bring him home again.”


Draco looked down at his freezing hands. His pale skin looked incomplete without the

Silver surface that accompanied it. The only token of Harry’s love. It was gone just like


Harry. He wanted to cry, he wanted to fall and just cry. To forget and just leave. To tear

the worlds apart by the seams or just tear himself apart. He wanted to destroy everything

he knew. Everything that reminded him of his love. But he did nothing. He stood there as

snowflakes covered his coat.


“My Lover’s gone”


“Why are you mad at me Draco, what have I done to make so disgusted with me that you

can’t even look me in the eye?”


The wind picked up and sobs claimed the atmosphere around. The strong voice of the

Father continued, but Draco heard none of them. He slowly brought his hands up against

his chest to shield himself against the cold.


“His boots no longer by my door”


“I love you, Draco. I love you more than anything in the world.”

“He left at dawn, and as I slept I felt him go.”


He watched as Hermione hung on to Ron’s side sobbing, her eyes red, her face wet with

tears. Ron in return pulled her closer to him, whispering comforting words softly.


“Returns no more, I will not watch the ocean.”


“Draco Lucien Malfoy, will you marry me?”




He watched as Sirius closed his eyes and took a deep breath while Remus held his hand

tightly between his own.





“I Harry James Potter”


“I Harry James Potter”


“Take Draco Lucien Malfoy”


“Take Draco Lucien Malfoy”



“To be my lawfully wedded husband”


“To be my lawfully wedded husband”


“My lover’s gone, no earthly ship will ever bring, him home again.”


“To have and to hold to honor and to cherish”



“To have and to hold to honor and to cherish”





“For Richer or for poor, in sickness and in health,”


“For Richer or for poor, in sickness and in health,”


“From this day and forth”


“From this day and forth”


“Bring him home again”


“ Till death do us part….


“Bring him home again”


My Dearest Draco,


I know that when you receive this I will have left you. I am writing this to give you some sort

of comfort, some sort of peace. I love you Draco and you mean everything to me, but don’t

doubt yourself by thinking that you cant live without me. You can I know you can. It was

always me who needed you. And you know that. I need you to move on Draco. I need you to

sit and look at my pictures and remember everything like good memories. I want you to be able

to think about me and not cry. Draco I know I'm asking for too much. I know I’m pushing

you too far. But I love you I need to know that you’ll be fine when I leave. All my life it has

always been people I love who leave me, but this time I know I’m leaving someone I love

instead and I know it was selfish of me to marry you. But I needed those memories Draco I

needed your love.




Some how I don’t think that this is the end Draco. I can feel it, even as I write this letter,

that we will meet again. Not in death but some how. Just some how we will. Somehow I will

get to see you again sleeping silently in your bed while the moon shines in through the window.

I know I’ll get to hear your laugh again and watch you smile. In our vows Draco I promised

you my love only until my death. But now I make you a bigger promise. I promise you that

Draco Malfoy I will love you, not only till death claims me, but also forever and ever until all

this world disappears and nothing is left on the earth or in the sky. And even then I will love

you.


We will meet again, I promise you.


Forever yours,



Harry.


The funeral ended and everyone dispersed, making his or her way back to Hogsmeade.

Draco stood where he was, his cheeks rosy and his lips parted. Ron Weasley stopped and

turned around to see the cloaked figure that stood a little way off his back turned.


The red head pacified Hermione and told her to wait. Walking slowly back Ron stood

beside the unmoving figure.


“Draco.” He said softly. He watched as gray eyes blinked and shifted to look at him. Ron

held out his hand gesturing Draco to hand him his. Opening the pale palm with one hand

Ron gently laid upon the skin a silver object, its surface warm from human contact.


“Would have been a shame if you lost it.” He whispered. Pulling his cloak tighter to


himself. Ron smiled softly up at Draco who looked shocked.


“Coming?”


Draco shook his head. “You go ahead, I'm going to stay here for a while.”


“Okay.” A short squeeze of the shoulder and Ron Weasley set off towards Hogwarts

along with Hermione.


Draco looked at the ring that lay in his palm. With a deep breath he slipped it onto his

finger, and felt slightly at peace. He looked at his husband’s coffin, touching the polished

surface gently. He removed the flower that he had in his pocket. Walking slowly toward

the head stone Draco sat down beside it.


HARRY JAMES POTTER
July 31, 1979- December 8,1998
Beloved Son, Friend, and Husband.
You say goodbye to this world,
Yet we feel you here,
Rest peacefully my friend,
With you in our hearts there is nothing more we fear.


Draco looked at the headstone for a few minutes before pulling out his wand. Like Ron

said he owed Harry.

“Beloved Son, Friend, Husband…. and Father.”

Laying the white rose gently at the head of the grave Draco Malfoy made his way back to

the castle as the snow continued to fall from the heavens.


Thousands of miles away Harry Potter stared in shock as a masked Death eater told him

that no one would ever come looking for him now.


TBC…


Song: My lover’s gone, by dido. Isn’t it beautiful?

Wow so I just totally turned the plot around. I wasn’t supposed to tell u ppl about that until much much later. But I think I’ve depressed all of u enough. Some ppl were really disturbed by the fact that he dies. Nyway…I couldn’t get a hold of my beta niceskitzo Looks like she’s busy. So I asked my beautiful friend Moneymani887 to beta for me instead. Love u!!!
Jason

Date: 2004-10-02 07:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rainbower.livejournal.com
That was beautiful, absolutely beautiful. My stone heart actually ached there. :')

I hope the next chapter will be updated soon, I love this story to bits!

Date: 2004-10-02 08:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] xenasoul.livejournal.com
I really like this fic!
But you could hurry up things, you know? We wait and wait and then...it ends like this?

Date: 2004-10-03 07:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] xenasoul.livejournal.com
ok, thank you!

Date: 2004-10-03 06:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lemurian.livejournal.com
He's not dead, I'm ecstatic. I kept trying not to cry during the funeral part.

Date: 2004-10-04 06:31 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lemurian.livejournal.com
yes... but only b/c I'd stop reading every few minutes.

Date: 2004-10-04 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lenomdeplume.livejournal.com
*sobs*

I...I...*BAWLS*

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