After the war was won,
Harry, the savior, was idolized and admired by everyone.
But he still felt empty and lost.
He began wandering from place to place,
as if searching for something,
but he never found a thing.
Until one day, he opened a diary.
Draco Malfoy's diary.
Its handwriting went from floating and indistinct to neat and elegant,
recording every little detail of that boy's life.
Draco Malfoy.
Arrogant,
reckless,
a bastard who always seemed to go out of his way to oppose Harry,
a bastard who saved him in the end.
What terrified Harry was that,
somewhere along the way,
Draco's face had grown blurry,
to the point where Harry could no longer remember it.
He grew uneasy,
then irritable,
even starting to pull memories from his own mind again and again.
"Potter, I hate you! Who do you think you are? You boss people around with that holier-than-thou attitude, then pretend to be humble! You're disgusting."
"What's with your taste in friends? A troll with a head full of Devil's Snare? A lunatic who talks to himself for no reason? A 'terrorist' who causes a scandal every three days? An idiot who hasn't grown up at all? Oh, Potter, Malfoy is the best, isn't he?"
"Potter, no one gave us a choice. We can only do this. You don't understand."
["I miss the days when he wasn't around. I used to wander lazily through the old-fashioned corridors, sometimes curling up in the quiet library to read for hours. On sunny days, I'd lie on the lush green grass at Hogwarts and bask in the warm sunlight. In winter, not even the biting wind could get inside this well-protected castle. Laughter and conversation echoed through the Great Hall and the common rooms.
Once August is over and I board that old train, I'll be able to come back here, back to Hogwarts, back to this place full of memories. But I think I won't be able to return this time."]
"When we meet again on the battlefield, I hope you won't hold back. Perhaps dying at your hands is the best fate I could hope for."
He began dreaming over and over.
That stunning flash of platinum blond in the tailor shop.
The boy holding out his hand on their first day at school.
Their teasing words to each other in the Forbidden Forest, driven by fear.
Golden hair shining in the sunlight at the Quidditch match.
In the snow, at the turn of the stairs, in the back of the classroom:
that boy was everywhere,
yet Harry could never make out his face.
He tried desperately to find him,
reaching out again and again.
But in the end,
the image he saw
was frozen in a bathroom covered in blood:
a white shirt stained red,
a body convulsing,
or the Avada Kedavra curse being blocked.
"He's just a boy."
Harry remembered Narcissa's words.
At that moment, something inside him seemed to collapse. After that, he never remembered the boy again. He would just get headaches from time to time, and his heart would sometimes ache, though every checkup showed nothing was wrong.
Then, just as everyone expected, Harry married Ginny. They had children. Harry watched them go to Hogwarts, graduate, marry, and have children of their own.
The days passed slowly by.
Many years later,
old Harry sat by the bed and told his grandson about his adventures long ago:
the great white wizard, Dumbledore;
the stern yet kind Professor McGonagall;
Filch, who loved catching people out;
Professor Trelawney's terrible Divination classes;
the cursed Defense Against the Dark Arts classes;
the stern, unsmiling Professor Snape, who inspired fear;
the days of laughter and mischief;
and
that boy.
That night, Harry closed his eyes and had a sweet dream for the first time in ages.
In his dream, he seemed to be back at Hogwarts.
The soft lighting,
the winding staircase,
laughter ringing through the Great Hall.
And, of course,
that proud boy.
"I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
"I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
[Two original stories featuring a young master as the top (mostly from the bottom's perspective)]
I'll post Drarry videos from time to time. The story follows this fic. My editing skills are terrible, so don't take them too seriously.
Here's the first one. It's on Bilibili: http://www.bilibili.com/video/av8358495/
~\(≧▽≦)/~ La la la!
The second video is out~ It's about Harry going to Malfoy Manor and reading the diary~ It took me ages to find the song.
Truth and Lie (Harry's POV)
Bilibili link: http://www.bilibili.com/video/av8738042/
The pairing will always be Drarry!
The young master is always the top, and that will never change!
Definitely a happy ending!
Child control and all, it's so cute! Especially the hidden kind!
So. . . Slow update means. . . Annual update? . . I typed this word with trembling, "No!" !!!!
May Draco in all other worlds have a happy and perfect ending.
This is a slow update. . . It must have been too slow. . QAQ
Dear author, you are finally back!!!
Big. . . It's been a month. . . When will it be better? . .
Ten days! No updates!
Draco's inner os: Dad, Dad, you have changed, where did you promise to love me?
I was so busy that I vomited blood some time ago, so I'm back to make up for it this time~
Author: Long time no see. . .