Split Your Soul (Drarry) (Boyxboy)

Chapter 62

Draco's POV:

I could feel the hot tears in my eyes as I waited for an answer. I knew I loved Harry. I did. So, so, so very much. And the love I had for him would never end. But here, in hit his moment, as I doubted Harry, I was terrified.

Terrified that his answer would be no. Or that he wouldn't even answer me. Because I was absolutely horrified at the thought of losing him.

Harry is my only source of happiness. And to have him slip through my fingers was a nerve racking thought. And I didn't like it. Not one bit.

"Of course I fucking do. Draco, what is this about?" Harry's smooth voice snapped me out of my thoughts in an instant and dropped my jaw.

He loves me. Truly loves me? At his question, I dropped my gaze and my head fell forward. "I... It was a stupid thought..." It was a stupid thought. But deep int he back of my mind, there was still that smidgeon of worry. And there always possibly will be.

"And that stupid thought was?" Harry prodded me further but I was reluctant to give out more. Instead, I collapsed against his chest and let out a very nearly inaudible groan. "Come on, I'm serious. If there's a problem, I want to fix it." I doubted he could fix the doubt but with a heavy heart, I gave in.

"It was stupid. Severus asked me how I was feeling and I kind of had a meltdown. And then that led to all the pent up worries I had about you. Because you're Harry Potter. You could find someone better than me. Someone who isn't the son of Lucius Malfoy or a worthless death eater." Everything was not as I expected. I didn't think that Harry would be calm and civil. And it brought tears to my eyes. Literally.

"Draco... I- I don't know what to say." I knew it. I fucking knew it. He doesn't want me anymore. Because I'm a clingy, annoying death eater freak. And nobody wants me. And obviously I can't stay. So my only other choice is to leave.

Tentatively, I climbed off Harry's lap without touching him more than what I already was. When I was standing by the side of the bed, wobbling on my own two feet, I looked Harry in the eye. "I'll be going now. And you won't have to see me again. I promise." Already, a lump was knotting in my throat.

Just as I turned around and took a step forward, Harry's hand shot out and grabbed me by the back of the shirt. "Woah. Where do you think you're going?" I was abruptly pulled back to the bed, and, coincidentally, I landed in Harry's lap.

"I, uh, was leaving. Because you didn't want me anymore." I was confused more than ever as I met Harry's eyes with my own. His striking green ones burned through me, as if they were looking into soul. His hair was ruffled and slightly curled at the nape of his neck. Gently, I reached around to touch it, stroking it softly.

"You're not going anywhere, Draco. Not unless I say so. Okay? Because I love you and I need you and you're everything to me." Harry took a breath in as he cradled me into his arms. "And I would die if you left me because I can't live without you."

To anyone else, that may have been a few words in a desperate attempt to make someone stay, but to me, it was the most loving and reassuring thing that I needed to hear to diminish any further doubts.

I leaned up and generously peppered the length of Harry's jaw with kisses. "Thank you! It means a lot to me that you would say something like that. Because I always had that worry that you would turn around at any moment and not want me anymore. It was bloody terrifying."

Harry smiled down at me and pecked my nose with a small chuckle. Lifting me off his lap, he set me on the bed and got down on his knees in front of me. He shoved a hand in his pocket and fiddled around before pulling something out of it.

He clasped his hand and a small black box was sitting in his palm. With a grin, he spoke, smooth and low. "Draco, I swear on my life that I will never leave you. I need you by my side, forever and always. You are my heart, soul and mind. Don't even think something like that again because I promise you that I will never happen. Will you do me the honour of becoming my husband, officially this time?" And with that, he opened the box and in it was a silver ring.

I gasped, my hands coming to my mouth and hot tears streaming down my face. Happy tears, though. My love, my beautiful fiancé, has a ring to make it official.

"Yes. Yes!" I was overcome with happiness and everything but that emotion washed away completely. Harry smiled big and wide as he slipped the ring out of the box and onto my finger, pulling another one out of his pocket to slip on his own.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him close as he stood up, hands supporting my bum. "I love you. I really do." I cried as I pressed a kiss to his lips. Salty tears added to the mix and I laughed into it. This moment couldn't have been more memorable.

As I broke from the kiss, I rested my chin on Harry's shoulder and moved a hand behind Harry to look at the ring. It was silver with three little diamonds in the center. The diamond on the left was green, the one on the right was red and the one in the middle was silver.

It was absolutely beautiful.

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I'm sorry it's super short but  I tried to make it happy before all the destruction that is about to come. Um, long weekend so you guys get a treat and I'll try to make something plenty long.

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