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Harry tenderly brushed a stray hair off her face and tucked it behind her ear. “You know, Ginny, there’s a chance that I might not survive this war.” The tears in Ginny’s eyes mirrored his own. He took a deep breath and continued, “If I die, I don’t want you to mourn for me…I want you to live life to its fullest. Smile. Laugh...love.” Now the tears fell freely down Ginny’s cheeks. “Harry, please don’t--” “--if I die, Gin, I want you to find someone who makes you happy. I want you to love again!”
An Unlikely Hero
After Harry's suicidal attempt, Draco finds him laying unconscious on the floor of the boys' lavatory. He's about to walk back out and just leave Harry laying there, when he's reminded of something he had attempted at a low point in his life...
Letters From Hell
Upon receiving some very disturbing news, Draco's life as an aristocratic pureblood starts to unravel before his eyes...and the only person he can turn to is the Boy Who Lived.
Life As He Knew It
Harry and Draco bury the hatchet and make a pact to help each other.
Acts of Trust
Draco continued staring into the fire, avoiding Harry's gaze as he whispered, "My own father is going to kill me, and there's not a damn thing I can do to stop him."
He gazed down at Harry, who lay with his eyes closed, the warm light of the fire accentuating his handsome features. Draco's eyes widened, freaked out by his own thoughts. Handsome? Did I just call Harry handsome?
As the term progresses, Harry and Draco find it increasingly difficult to deny their growing attraction to each other. How much longer can they go on before they're forced to face the truth?
Boggarts Don't Lie
"Don't lie to yourself," Draco urged with sad, pleading eyes. "You feel it, too. I know that now." ...Harry bit his lip as he watched Draco pace back and forth in front of the fire. He knew that Draco was right, but he was still reluctant to admit that he felt the same. If he confessed the very things he'd gone to great lengths to suppress, that would make all those unnatural thoughts and feelings real...and that scared him.
All Is Forgotten
Ron and Hermione become suspicious as Harry sneaks off every night to spend time with Draco. Harry's happy with Draco, but starts to wonder if he was wrong to move on so soon after Ginny's passing.
Harry is caught between a rock and a hard place as he struggles to choose between his old love, and his new love.
Harry looked back at the sad, lonely boy in the full length mirror. Who was he kidding? Harry's time alone made him come to grips with what he really wanted...and that something was Draco. Slytherin or not, Harry loved Draco and wanted him just the way he was...but could he really leave the past behind and start afresh without Ginny?
Confessions in the Dark
"I was wondering, Draco...what is your dream?"...After another moment of hesitation, the Slytherin laughed softly. There was one thing he'd always wanted to do, but he was so embarrassed to talk about it, that nobody--not even Pansy or Blaise--knew of his secret.
The Linking of Two Hearts
Draco became aware once again of the heart beating within his chest, and his brow furrowed with a sudden bout of guilt. The girl who'd saved his life that night--one year ago--was the same one who brought the love of his life back to him...and he'd never told Harry that the heart of his first love was what now kept him alive. After all that Ginny had done for the Slytherin, he decided it was time to come clean to Harry; he owed it to Ginny.
...Draco heard footsteps coming up behind him. Assuming it was Harry, he turned around with a smile and jokingly said, "Harry? There you are, you sneaky little..." The smile faded, his eyes widening with terror. "Father?"
Lucius gave Draco a malicious sneer and took obvious pleasure in his son's emotional pain. Enjoying the attention from all of the onlookers, he raised his voice loud enough for all of Hogwarts to hear. "I told you I would make you pay for dragging the Malfoy name through the mud, you filthy blood traitor!"
There was no time to think...all that mattered now was Harry. The young Slytherin looked like nothing more than a green blur as he sped his Nimbus 2001 in Harry's direction, as quickly as he could manage. Draco's heart was fiercely jack-rabbiting in his chest as he flew in a mad race against time.
Ten Years Later...
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