(For visual reasons, Draco is lying on his bed in his room at Grimmauld Place and Harry is sitting beside him. They know they don't have much time. Teddy fell asleep on the seat beside them. They are whispering.)
You know I always wondered why I had you as my soulmate and you didn't have me. At first, I thought it was pathetic proof that I was doomed to unrequited love. But, obviously not, you love me. You choose me even though I'm not your soulmate. That means the world to me. Then I did my best to get over it, and I did. I cared more that you chose me than that you were destined for another. I thought to myself, 'See, Draco? He denied fate because he was sure he loved you'. And I tried my best to love you the best way possible, I know I was difficult. I know I'm insecure and peculiar. I know I came with baggage.
Shh, no, baby. I know you never cared for that. I know you love me as I am. I'm just saying... Harry, I think I figured out why you don't have my name.
Oh, baby. Harry. Love. Don't cry, it's not your fault. It's inevitable. I was always going to go out quickly. That's why you don't have my name, I can't give you forever. I don't have forever.
But you gave me everything. For that, I'm grateful to you. Shh, don't cry. You'll wake up, Teddy. No, don't wake him. It's better to find out after. I don't want him to remember me like this.
Come here, love.
Let me hold you. What? Can't I comfort my husband?
Ha! You absolute buffoon.
Here, you can hold me then. Yes, ah, you're warm. I've been a bit cold lately.
Let me see you, Harry. I'd hate to spend any more time looking at this ugly wall. I much rather see you.
I- ugh. The basin! Ughhh.
Sorry, that was absolutely vile.
No, I don't need the nurse. I'm alright. Harry, settle down, I'm fine. I know my body, speaking of bodies, maybe you should move Teddy to his room. He'll get a bad ache sleeping like that, poor kid's been here all day.
Yes, I know he wants to be here, love. Merlin, bless that kid, but he'll be all grumpy tomorrow if you don't move him.
For Godric's sake, Harry. Your worrying isn't keeping me alive, you're allowed a break.
Hey, don't be mad. I'm sorry that was insensitive. But please, help Teddy.
I'll be here.
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I'm afraid. I'm afraid I won't be here when he returns.
Did you know that?
I'm so scared, mother.
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Harry, no need to look so pleased. All I did was sit here and wait like a maiden for her Prince.
Don't look so smug, Potter. You are by far the least charming prince I've ever met you.
Yes, of course, I love you anyway.
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Tell me a story. I'll tell you one after.
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What a lovely story. How many children did Terry and Marco have?
3?? That's a lot, isn't it?
I suppose they would be good parents. Seeing as how they want to do better.
You're a great godfather, Harry. I have no doubt you'll make a great father one day too.
Why, yes, there's no doubt. Teddy adores me. I'm the best cousin in the world. And I'd like to think that I'd give my kid everything.
You won't forget me, will you?
Yes, yes, I'm an idiot. Shh, don't look at me all sad. I might cry.
Haha, and you have the audacity to call me the crybaby. You Hufflepuff, you.
Did you know your eyes go all sh- ughk! Aghk!! Uhh…ahhk! Stop. Don't go. Harry, I'm fine. No vomit. Stay.
No, don't kiss me. My mouth tastes wretched. Of course you don't care, you nasty fuck. At least let me do a cleaning charm first- oh!
Don't make that face I told you.
Here, do the magic.
Ah, much better. My mouth tasted like ass. And not the good way. Ha, you know that was funny you little shit.
Give me another kiss
I believe I owe you a story. Let me tell you. Once there was a little boy in a big manor, he grew up spoiled and yet starved of attention. He dreamed of being friends with a famous kid, the golden kid. They met and were thrown off each other's path, both repelled by the other. And yet, they still orbited each other. Almost as if waiting for the distance to close.
And then it does. After a terrible war, over something as asinine as cupcakes. Truly ridiculous. But they meet, and the once little boy was now a man, he is absolutely charmed against all reason. He falls for the famous boy, his boy, and by some stroke of divine luck the boy loves him back.
They get married. Then one night, the once lonely boy falls ill. It feels terribly unfair. They had everything. But it wasn't meant to last forever. Even though, under better circumstances, it could have.
Yes, that boy, now a man, could have loved his husband until and beyond his bones broke and his heart failed. But it happened too soon and the husband is left alone, with family and friends but no husband of his own.
He's terribly sad, but he moves on. Copes. Heals.
What then, Harry? I don't know. But I hope he finds someone who can make him happy. He deserves that.
You deserve that.
You.. *cough* deserve everything this world- *hacking* has to offer and more.
Shh, don't cry, Harry. I love you, you know that.
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