This must be true love   von WeakEndGirl
                                (Draco X Harry)
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                              Kapitel 1: Memories
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True Love

(Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say,
Sometimes I wanna slap you
in your whole face.

There's no one quite like you, you push all my buttons down,
I know life would
suck without you.)

Harry didn't even want to go to that Wedding. Yeah, best friends and whatsoever.
He just wasn't in the mood for this. Weddings only reminded him of his own
failing to keep somebody besides him for more than one year. It simply never
worked out. Problems always appeared. It was not like he was looking for them.
He didn't make them up. Some couldn't handle his past, some couldn't handle the
fact that he still had these weird dreams of what had happen and some had just
been total assholes. He looked into the mirror.
“It's a shame nobody wants to marry me. I look good in a suit.”, he said to
himself and sighed. Harry was a very sad man. Ron was a very happy man as he
entered Harry's bedroom.
“You ready?”
“Yep.”

Harry went over to him and gave him a hug. They just stood there like this for a
couple of seconds, looked at each other and smiled.
“This is your day, buddy. This is gonna be great.”, Harry said.
“Yeah...Can you believe this is finally happening?”
Ron beamed at his friend and Harry smiled back. Harry had believed this day
would come after Ron had told him that he and Hermione had finally managed to
get together. And he was happy for them, he really was. He was just so lonely.
No one he had met before has ever really got him. It was not like he felt sorry
for himself. It was probably his own fault. And he knew it. But still. Sometimes
he wished for someone to be with him. They walked out of the room and down the
hallway.
“She'll probably look stunning in that dress.”
“I bet.”

They walked down the long hallway in silence. Harry thought about how he would
feel if he would have been Ron right now. Marrying the one person he loved most.
And that one that loved him most. Trusted him most. Would do anything for him.
Harry sighed a little when they reached the huge door. Ron gave Harry a nervous
look.
“Alright, buddy. Calm down. She will be here soon. Everything will be
fine.”
He opened the door just to find a lot of his friends and his second family, the
Weasleys. The door closed behind them. Everyone was just beaming at them as they
walked down to the desk at the end of the corridor. Harry stood close to Ron to
make sure he was not going to faint. They got the time to exchange one last look
when the music started playing. Ron turned around, his hands were shaking. The
door opened slowly again and there she was. Everything around them just seemed
to disappear as his eyes met hers.
Harry's jar almost fell to the ground. Wow, that girl looked stunning. Her brown
hair was tied at the back of her head, a lot of white flowers on top, making her
perfect skin look even more light than it already was. Her deep brown eyes were
glowing as a stunning smile appeared on her face. Time seemed to go really slow
as she seemed to float down the corridor. A simple, cute white dress covered her
slim body. 
And then he saw him.

That guy who brought Hermione up to them. This was not her dad. And this wasn't
a brother since Hermione was an only child. The cold, blue eyes met Harry's and
then he knew. The bright blond hair brought up all the memories from school. He
swallowed slowly.
Draco Malfoy handed Hermione to Ron and smiled just a split second. Harrys heart
was racing. But he was hoping that it didn't show.
Draco stood beside Hermione.
Harry was not going to survive this. Could this be real? He was here. After all
this time. All these years. All the things that had happened between them. 
“Hey...”, whispered Draco really quietly.
Harry couldn't say anything. These lips. These stupid, soft lips that formed all
the words that Draco had ever said to him and just looking at them brought back
all these memories.
After all the fighting, all the things between them and that....that kiss in the
school library years ago. He had never forgotten that day. The expression on
Dracos face.
Harrys face felt like it was burning and he was sure everyone in the room
realized that something was not quite right. He closed his eyes. And there he
was. In the school library.

“What do you even think? You know I am better than you.”
“You know what, Malfoy, I am so sick of fighting with you everyday. I'm sick
of you telling me I am not worth it and that you're so much better just because
your dad is a well-known man.”, Harry hissed.
Draco pressed his back against the wall, his eyes full of anger and hatred. His
blond hair was disheveled, dark shadows underligned the bright blue of his
eyes.
“At least I still have a dad.”, he slowly said.
That was too much.
Harry gnashed his teeth and tried to release himself from Dracos tight grip at
his shoulders. But he couldn't. He was sad and that took his power. He felt the
burning in his eyes. Draco must have seen what was going on. Harry couldn't hold
back. 
Dracos eyes widened as tears slowly ran down Harrys face. 
He leaned forward and kissed him. It was a soft, lovely kiss. Harry held on to
Dracos coat tightly. Dracos hands still held him up against the wall to make
sure he wasn't going to fall down. Draco moved away, looked at him and then
kissed him again. He slowly pushed his body against Harrys and let out a little
moan. His tongue quickly slipped into Harrys mouth, there was nothing Harry
could do. They were kissing passionatetly. Harry didn't know how much time had
passed when Draco suddenly stopped as if he had heard something. He quickly
looked over his shoulder, but he didn't see anything. Then he looked back at
Harry.
“I wanted to do this for such a long time.”, he simply said and let go of
Harry. He simply slid down the wall and fell to the ground. He breathed heavily.
Draco turned around, walked down the hallway and did never speak to Harry
again.

Until today. The wedding of his best friend. This was not going to end well, was
it? From that on he couldn't focus on anything but the tall, blond guy. He
looked amazing in a suit. Just amazing. He probably could have worn a potato
sack and still look really awesome. At least the wedding didn't last too long.
When the newlyweds walked out of the door together, Harry and Draco were behind
them, walking side to side. Harry put his hands in his pockets, because he felt
like if he didn't, he would probably run them along Dracos body immediatelty.
And that was maybe not what Hermione and Ron wanted for their wedding. He
glanced at Draco. Their eyes met.
“You okay?”
“Yep. You?”
“...No.”, Harry whispered, but he was sure Draco didn't hear it. 

They walked out of the building, people had lined up in front of it and threw
flowers at Ron and Hermione. Everyone was smiling and beaming except for Harry
and Draco. Harry forced himself to smile on every picture taken, but he wasn't
really feeling it.
When Hermione asked Ron to take a picture of her with Draco and Harry, their
Hands met behind her back for just a split second. Harry shrugged. A cold shiver
ran down his back but at the same moment, his faced flushed dark red. He must
have looked terrible.
“Are you coming with us?”, Hermione smiled.
Harry looked at her. Puzzled.
“The limousine.”, said Ron. “We want you two to come with us.”
“Where do we go?”, Harry asked, still puzzled.
“You will see.”, Hermione said and grabbed Harrys and Dracos Hand, dragged
them to the car. They got in quickly, shut the door. Ron turned the music up and
grabbed a bottle of champagne.
“Now, we celebrate.”, he grinned. 

“And when will you tell me where we're going?”, Harry asked and tried to
look out of the dark windows to get an idea where the we're heading.
“Airport.”, said Hermione. “And don't even try to escape, the doors are
locked.”
“Airport?? Are we leaving the country or something?? I didn't even bring
anything and I can't just go, it's-”, Harry said very fast in a nervous and
shivering voice. 
“Don't worry, buddy. I got your stuff for you. Everything is fine. This will
be fun. We haven't been on holiday together in years.”
“Yes, but...”, he looked at Draco. “...did you know?”
“No.”
“Then why are YOU so calm?”
“Should I disagree with the bride's wishes? I don't think so.”
Harrys heart was racing to the maximum. He would probably have a heart attack in
the next couple of minutes. He was going on holiday. With his two best friends
and that man...that man he had have the weirdest and nicest dreams about. He
couldn't handle it.
He grabbed the bottle of champagne and took a huge gulp.

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