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Mods note: due to our complete failure, we were amiss in posting all the fest fics, so here is the last one from the fest to enjoy before the reveal next week!

Title: If You Believe in Me
Author:

silenceberry
Prompt: #45
Pairing(s): Harry/Draco, Narcissa/Lucius
Summary: Titanic was the ship of dream and it was for Draco.
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I make money out of this writings.
Warning(s): sex, character death, angst, slash
Word Count: 3,700
Author's Notes: I want to say thank you to Suzia1166 for being my beta and helping me out when I needed it the most. Any other errors are mine. Thank you to the Mods for another incredible fest. NOTE: All the words in italic are actually true sayings from people from the Titanic at the time of the voyage and sinking. So none of this saying are mine.

April 10, 1912—

Draco looked around at the thousands of passengers and well-wishers that lingered on the quay as he walked up the gangplank and looked up at the ship. It was beautiful, they said it was over 880 feet long and weighed more than 46,000 tons. The ship was beautiful, gold, red, black, and white it was such a magnificent ship and after all it was said that it was unsinkable.

With a smile on his face, he took his first step inside the Titanic on her maiden voyage maybe just maybe it would be fun this was after all the ship of dreams.
***
April 11, 1912—

On the second day of the voyage, Draco sat in his room penning a letter to his friend:

“The ship is so big that I have not yet found my way about: I hope I shan’t get lost on board before I arrived in New York!! The sea is calm and we are having a jolly time.”

“The ship is like a palace. There is an uninterrupted deck run of 165 yards for our use, and a ripping swimming bath…My cabin is top-notch—hot and cold water and a very comfy-looking bed—and lots of room.”

He signed it and once he was done he was up, walked out into the deck, and looked out into the night sky. He was bored and wished he was back in England, but his father needed to do business in New York and his mother had wanted to go and visit the stores. Therefore, the next thing he knew arrangements had been made and his mother was telling the maids and the footmen what they were taking and what not. He gave a sigh as he put his arms on the railing of their private deck.

“Draco, you have to get ready. It is almost dinner time.”

He turned around and saw his mother dressed in a beautiful satin gown with metallic embroidery. He walked forward and took hold of his mother's gloved hands.

“You look beautiful, mother.”

She hit him with her fan, “Oh, you. Now go get ready.”

With a kiss to her cheek, he left walking to the opposite door of the one she came out of.
***
They walked down the grand staircase and greeted the gentleman and ladies lingering around the dining room entrance. He pulled a chair out for his mother and also for a lady that had come to gossip with his mother. He sat down and whenever his eyes caught someone else, he would nod politely.

Dinner like everything else around here was an affair to make more acquaintances and to see who had more money and owned more property. Like Lady Cynthia Asquith had whispered to his mother.

“It must be admitted that a very large fraction of out time we spend in dressing and undressing. We are forever changing out clothes, a custom that necessitates traveling with a mountain of luggage.”

To which his mother had gladly agreed.

***

He was walking the deck after dinner the light from the lounge spilling out into the night; he had pushed his hands inside the pockets of his coat, as it was getting colder the farther they travelled East. He wasn’t paying attention until he notice he had ended up at the poop deck and that he had left the lights and the people behind.

“Where is a pretty boy like you going?” said a voice behind him, he turned around and saw a guy to his left standing by the rail smoking a cigarette as smoke curl around him, however, he wasn’t looking at him as he was looking out at the horizon.

He shrugged thinking that the guy was crazy and by his clothes working class, seriously they should start charging more money so less people of his kind would be able to afford passages. He shuddered thinking that people like him existed. He turned around and took a step to go back to his cabin when he was addressed again.

“I said, where is a pretty boy like you going?” the guy said louder.

Draco scowled and turned around to set this demented individual in his place when his words got stuck in his throat, as his eyes fell on the most exquisite face. Ebony hair falling in disarray over the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen, an emerald color. The lips were thin, but you could see that at any moment, they would smile at you and the smile would be so open that it would make you smile in return. Draco couldn’t remove his eyes it was as if he was spellbound, but the next moment he took a step back as the guy moved his hand in front of his face.

“Are you all right?”

He scowled and snapped, “Of course I am all right,”

“I thought you were going to faint on me, mate.” The guy said as he threw his cigarette over the rail and into the sea.

Draco stared at the moving muscles and then snap back, “And don’t call me, mate, you don’t even know me.”

“Oh, I am so sorry. Here,” they guy smiled when Draco took a step back from him in fright as he extended his hand, “let me introduce myself, my name is Harry Potter.”

He looked down at the hand and then back at the guy and very slowly he extended his hand.

“Mr. Draco Malfoy, a pleasure.”

Instead of shaking his hand Mr. Potter took his hand and raise it up to his lips and kissed the back of his hand, “The pleasure is all mine, I assure you.”

Draco looked at him mesmerize by the intensity of his eyes, his hand still being held. He clear his throat and snatch his hand back.

“Well good night, Sir, I must leave you.”

“Harry.”

He turned back, “I beg your pardon?”

“My name is Harry.”

He nodded and turned around and with a faster step he left Mr. Potter on the deck.

***

April 12, 1912—

Draco found himself going back to the deck the next night, he couldn’t forget the guy it was as if that moment that their eyes connected changed his life forever. Once he reach the deck and walked up to the rail and looked down at the bottomless water or where the water ought to be as he couldn’t see anything. He gave a sigh Mr. Potter wasn’t here.

***
Harry stood in the shadows looking at him he was gorgeous, that blond hair, those grey eyes that saw into your soul and the lips that were begging to be kissed. He walked out of the shadows and slowly walked behind him. He lean forward and whispered in his ear.

“Waiting for me, mate.”

He held back a laugh as Draco jumped in fright and turned so fast that he lost his balance, but before he could go over the rail Harry pulled him against his body and looked into his eyes.

“You are more beautiful up close.”

Harry tilted his head down he was inches away from the lips.

“What are you doing?” Draco whispered bringing his eyes up and capturing his.

“Trying to kiss you.”

“But you can’t.”

He moved his hand up and cradle his cheek and with his thumb caressed his lips.

“Before this voyage is over those lips will be mine.”

Harry tuned and left, leaving Draco by the rail.

***

April 13, 1912—

Draco was walking next to his mother on the promenade deck keeping an ear on the conversation that his mother was having with Mrs. Compton in case they ask him something. When his mother said farewell she turned to him.

“Do you know that gentleman over there?” She indicated with her eyes.

***
Harry followed him trying to see him, he was intrigued since the first time he saw him he knew that he had found love. He saw them stop and Draco looked towards him he turned back to the lady with him and walked up to him.

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing, Beautiful, just enjoying the scenery.” He crooked a smile towards Draco.

Draco scowled, “Well stop it.”

He raised a brow, “I cannot stop it, beauty is everywhere especially right now in front of me.”

“Well, I—I—”

Harry moved making Draco retreat a little bit, “Meet me tonight same place.”

He turned and left, he felt as if both of them were leaving each other every time, but not tonight. Tonight he would do something.

***

Draco had been waiting for the past fifteen minutes, he thought as he checked his watch. He put it away, turned around, and came face to face with Harry. He was about to say something when Harry took his face between his hands and lean down.

“I cannot take it anymore, I have to—”

The next minute Draco was kissed, but with such tenderness, longing in that single kiss. Harry pull away to nibble on his lips, teasing them, but at the same time taking everything that he had to offer. His lips were let go and Harry kissed his eyelids and he opened them and looked up at Harry.

***

April 14, 1912—

Harry took him to his room and pushed him inside closing the door behind them. He had waited all day to see Draco again they had talked, however, it wasn’t the same he had wanted to touch him to kiss him more.

Once the door was closed and knowing that no one was going to interrupt he pulled Draco to his chest, lowered his head, and kissed him, gently letting him get used to the feel. He pulled his lips away and kissed him beside his lips as he moved his own lips down onto his neck. He brought his hands up and untied his neck tie and dropped it to the floor. He pushed Draco jacket down, pulled back and looked Draco in the eyes as he unbuttoned the shirt. Once it was open he moved his hands inside and with a caress to Draco’s skin he pushed it off his shoulders and down his arms never breaking eye contact.

They moved together to the small lower bed, they discarded the rest of their clothes, Harry lowered himself on top of Draco and kissed his lips gently before gently nuzzling his neck. While with his other hand he caress Draco’s body he took a nipple into his mouth making Draco buck under him. He looked up and smiled and brought their lips together again.

While Harry kissed him he moved his hand lower until he encounter his cock and took it in his hand and gave it a small caress making Draco moan. He let go of it and moved his hand still lower until he encountered his entrance. He brought his hand up and licked his finger and then moved them back and moved a finger around the entrance getting it wet and pushed a finger gently inside making Draco wince.

“Relax, beautiful.”

He brought his finger back to his mouth again and close his eyes at the flavor he put a second finger into his mouth and got it wet. After a while of preparing Draco he pulled back and spit on his hand and brought his hand to his cock and got it wet and lean down over Draco and pushed inside, when he was finally inside he waited a little bit until Draco was ready and then pulled back and pushed. He brought their mouths together again and caressed his body as Draco moved under him.

***

Harry was kissing Draco's lips savoring them they were lying down on the coat after their lovemaking.

“I love you, Harry.” Was the whispered word.

He pulled back, looked down at Draco, and smiled.

“I love you, Draco.” And kissed him.

He took his had and surprised Draco when he put a simple gold band on his finger and was bringing it up to kiss it when they felt a big jolt and heard a strange grinding noise and then the ship stop.

“What was that?” Draco sat up.

“Come let’s go and investigate.”

They got up, dressed, and left the room.

***
As they passed rooms they went up to the upper decks where they heard two stewardesses Violet Jessop and Miss. Walsh discussing what they had felt a few minutes ago.

“Crash! Then a low rending, crunching ripping sound, as Titanic shivered a trifle and the sound of her engines gently ceased.”

Once they heard he took Draco's hand in his and pulled him.

“We need to go to the upper decks to see what's going on.”

As they travelled up, in the last landing of stairs they were stopped by a crew member, “You need to put on lifejackets, Sirs.” And gave them two of the ones he was carrying.

Harry put it on and tied it and taking hold of Draco hand they kept on moving. They came up onto the promenade and stopped as they saw crewmembers lowering and getting the lifeboats ready.

“Harry, what is going on?”

“I think they are about to ask us to abandon the ship. Come let’s get ready to board.”

However, Harry was stopped when Draco didn’t move, “What?”

“My mother and father. I need to find them.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

He follow Draco down to the first class state rooms, where they saw all the ladies dress in their finest night dresses wearing lifejackets. They passed a mother with her two children talking about the excitement of going on a lifeboat.

Draco stopped in front of a door and with out knocking they entered the room.

“Father, Mother.”

“What is going on? Why the screaming?”

“You guys need to put lifejackets and go to the upper deck, the lifeboats are being launched and we need to get into one.”

“Oh, Draco, one of the crew men said everything was fine.”

“Mother, please do as I say. Please!”

“Oh, fine. Lucius, we need to go up and take your lifejacket with you.”

***
When they finally exit the room people were walking up to the decks. When they got there they saw they were all ready boarding people, as people pass by them they got pushed.

“Excuse me, Sir, what is going on?” Lucius asked as he saw a crew man passing by.

“Sir, we need to evacuate the ship,” he got near them and whispered, “is sinking. We are letting women and children go first.” And left.

“Come Narcissa, we have to get you on a life boat.” Lucius said.

Together they walked to lifeboat number eight, as soon as the crew member saw Narcissa he pull her and encourage her to get into the boat.

“No, I wont leave you Lucius.”

“You wont, I’ll get in, in the next boat. Go.” Lucius pulled his wife forward and kissed her and then gently helped her get into the boat.

They looked on as they saw the boat being lowered until it touched the water and row farther and farther away.

“Now, boys you guys need to find a lifeboat.” Lucius said as he turned around and looked at them.

“Sir, I am sorry, but they are not letting the men board.”

They moved to the sides as the passengers run around trying to find a boat. Harry looked on as he saw men saying goodbye to their wives and children, boys that were barely out of nursery not being able to join their mothers and brothers on the boats because they were too old.

As Harry looked into the water he saw more boats that were rowing away, he was about to suggest they moved when they heard the ship grunt and started to tip more precociously.

“We need to move, now.”

They were moving as much as they could as people pass them or places where to crowded to pass so they had to jump the rails. They passed a boat where he heard an older lady tell her husband after the other had told her to please get into the lifeboat.

“We have been living together for many years. Where you go, I go.”

Harry looked on as they pushed their maid and then handed her a blanket as they step back. He turned around and they continue.

They were almost to the poop deck when they saw another boat being lower and he stopped them and pulled them over the boat.

“Excuse me, Sir, are you letting men board?”

“Yes.”

Harry turned around to Draco, “Get in the boat.”

“I won’t leave you, Harry.”

He pulled Draco and kissed him, “Go, I will see you. I promise..”

Lucius stopped Draco, “Tell your mother that I loved her dearly and still do.”

As they saw Draco get in into the lifeboat along with children, women, and other men join him before they lower the boat. Once the boat had touched the water the ship started tilting more heavily. He felt as if the ship was alive and knew that every single person who could be saved were.

The boat started to tilt more rapidly he grabbed onto the rail at the same time Lucius grabbed it. They saw people falling down as if they were riding a slide.

“We need to move.” He said to Lucius.

They moved taking hold of the rail to keep them steady, when they finally reach it the boat tilted more making those that did not take hold slide down and hit rails, the side of the wall with a crushing force. He saw as bodies hit the water and many jump on their own free will to try to save themselves.

Harry and Lucius stay on the boat as long as they could until the last moment and went down with the ship they swam as long as they could, shivering with the cold, their fingers going numb from the freezing cold water. People around them screaming crying, kids taking hold of their parents as they too swim for their life’s.

***
Draco got up from his seat as he saw Titanic slip beneath the waves and heard the people start to scream and shout for help and knew that two of those people was Harry and his father.

He gathered his mother into his arms and started rowing again away from the ship and devastation, away from their men.
***

“Mr-Pot-ter.” Lucius stammer.

“Y-yes.”

“If I don’t see you in New York,” he stammered, “will you see that my wife gets this.” And passed his wedding ring.

Harry had taken the ring into his hand when Lucius gave up and with a final look up at the heavens let the sea claim his body. He put the ring on his finger and swam out side the bodies that were starting to slow their movements.

He saw a boat turning around and with his last energy pushed himself forward. Until he was picked out of the water and cover by a blanket. He looked up and saw a female leaning over him.

“You are safe now.”

“Thank you, Miss.”

“Molly, my name is Molly, Molly Brown.” And smiled and started to instruct the ladies and men a like to start rowing.

***

The next time he woke he was being place on a bed in a warm room.

“Welcome back.”

He looked around, “Where am I ?”

“You are safely on board of the Carpathia.”

“Thank you.” Closing his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

***

Three years later—

Draco looked at the book in his hand it was published after the ship sank, Harry’s name was there he knew as they never found his body in all the people who was brought into the ship. He had looked between the survivors and even looked under the sheets to see if one of them was him, but he never found Harry or his father. He pulled out the ring from his jewelry box and looked at it, it was nothing special justs a simple gold ring, but for him it was more than that. It was the only thing he had left of those wonderful days and from him.

He heard a knock on his door and he bade them to enter.

The maid curtsies, “Sir, there is a gentleman here to see you.”

He put his book to the side, put the ring on his ring finger, and got up, “who is it?”

“He said you would know him, but he didn’t tell me his name.”

“Serve tea, I’ll be there in a few minutes.” With a final bow the maid walked out as he put the book on the shelf.

He looked in the mirror and made sure that he was presentable he passed a hand over his hair and with a final look walked down the stairs and entered the room. He opened the door and walked inside closing it behind him. He looked around for the visitor and saw him looking out the window.
***
He cleared his throat, but instead of turning the visitor spoke, “It’s beautiful.” Indicating the outside.

“Yes it is, how may I help you?”

“You could help me many ways, beautiful.” and turned around, Draco just stared.

He put a hand behind him to feel the chair and sat down staring at the person in front of him. He never thought he would see him again, but now he couldn’t believe it he was here. He got up and threw himself in his arms.

“Harry,” and started to sob on his shoulder, “I thought you were dead.”

“And leave you, never, I did promise you.”

“But I looked for you everywhere on the ship, even between the dead.” He clung to him.

“I was there but not conscious, I was out.”

“But three years, how come you didn’t look for me earlier?” He pulled back and looked up at Harry.

“I was trying to make something out of myself, so you’ll have what you’re used to.”

“I don’t care about money, I only wanted you.” he pulled away and looked outside the window.

Harry turned him over, and he looked at him, “I know you don’t. But you deserve more than what I could have ever given you. You’re everything to me, Draco, and always will be.”

He brought their foreheads together maybe Titanic had been the ships of dreams after all.

~The End~