The 148th hour they had spent together. The last was taken away by Fate.
Harry questioned Fate. It put them together, only to kill on of them at last.
He stayed in his dormitory, dreaming of Draco once again. Although it was a happy dream, he found it the worse nightmare. It reminded him so painfully that Draco was gone.
He took the notes out.
"Hey Harry, this is Draco. Please stay safe. Win this war!"
"Yes, Draco. I have won. And where are you now?" Harry whispered into his sheets.
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The 148th hour (Drarry)
FanfictionOn Christmas where most miracles happen, they certainly did for Draco and Harry. Of course, the new couple has to face problems. Who doesn't?
