So, You Want to Die Young.
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Summary:
&quht, you“re terrified of what you ;ldquo;t beome, so you want to die young."
Ihe war, everything is ruined. Harry had thought the asualties would end with the fighting. Drao had thought beihe solution all his problems. her of them had ao feel so…. Empty.
“What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? And what if in your dream you went to heaven and there pluked a straiful flohen you awoke, you had the flower in your hand? Ah! What theaylor Ce
Chapter 1
Four years before
“I know it’s asking a lot but—”
“I’m going to Azkabaher way and this is the only way I’ll ever be able to help him. I uand that. I’ll do it.”
&ness in his father’s voie made Drao’s stomah lenh.
“Drao. This is a lot to ask of you, too. It wo will be lonely. Are you sure you want to do this?” Prall asked.
Drao was quiet for a moment. He had beehe moment MGonagall had appeared on his doorstep a few ho with the suggestioook a deep breath.
& stahey look at me. Loneliness would be easier than faing that,” Drao said quietly.
“Then we are deided.”
Harry dropped the Prophet as though it had burned him.
“No,” he whispered, his eyes loked on the paper where it y iable, skimmihe headline one more.
&h-Eater, Drao Malfoy, Murdered by Father. Luius Malfoy to Fae Exteene.
“No. No, no, no, no, no,” Harry repeated.
They had survived. The war was over. They had survived, there weren’t supposed to be aies.
The war had ewo weeks ago. He had moved from the Burrow bak to Grimmauld Pe a week ago. He was gd now, that he was aloing at the long dining table, his ke as he gripped the edges so hard that the a wood threateo spliomah turned, bile rawling up his throat.
He skimmed the artile.
Avada Kedavra. Cast by Luius Malfoy’s wand. 10:47 st night. Bur sehe rime. Narissa Malfoy eye witness. Would have been 18 oh.
There were side by side pitures of Malfoy and his father. Harry sudde a murdere when he id his eyes on Luius, o he wain, the same feeling he had whe Voldemort. He th the piture with his nails.
“You bastard. You fuking monster,” Harry spat. “Why ouldn’t you have left him aloook and took and took from him and norised himself with a sob. “Ahiake.”
There had been a time when news of Malfoy’s death wouldn’t have phased him. Those days had passed. Malfoy had saved him. He had saved Malfoy. Harry had ome to feel something akin to omradery with the other boy. They were both trapped, fored into situatieiohem. Tools of war, the both of them.
Tears dripped off his he neer in front of him, where Malfoy’s image blinked up, unsmiling.
It had o days sine Harry had st seen Malfoy.
& up at a muggle offee shop so Harry ould return his wahe press had still beerak them down. There had beehem walking side by side dowhe frohe headlihe Boy Who Lived ah-Eater Spotted In Muggle London. Unity on the Horizon?
Harry stood up quikly, hurrying towards the far eable orth of Prophets were staked messily. He shuffled through them uhe one he was looking for.
He and Malfoy walking dowh looking tense. Harry was slightly in front of Malfoy, leadihe other boy trailed behind him. They were both learly uhe amera traking them. Malfoy mostly kept his eyes on the ground as he followed Harry, but oasioravel up to the bak of Harry’s head and he would get this funny, almost pained look on his fae. Old rivalries die hard, he guessed.
Harry looked away from the piture, swallowing the lump in his throat. He tried to remember the st thio Malfoy. They had stayed at the offee shop oo exhahe waly, Harry thanking him f him use it, Malf that it wasn’t as though he had a hoie, though the usual aid had gone from his voie.
&er. And thanks,” Malfoy had said, his eyes finding Harry’s for the first time si that evening.
“For what?” Harry had asked, his stomah twisting in unfamiliar knots.
“For not ondemhe moment you had the hary would have listeo you, if you had wao. I’m not so sure the rest of the world will be so fiving” Malfoy rified.
“I wouldhem ondemn you. I wohem. You had about as muh hoie in this as I did, Malfoy,” Harry said.
“Saint Potter, always to the resue,” Malfoy replied, but a smile ghosted his lips, hat Harry was so used to aompanying that phrase, Saint Potter. Harry remembered thinking it was the first time he had seeher boy smile in a while. Maybe even in years. He wished he had known it would be the st.