Thread: Fake Illusions

Harry smirked. how would you know? maybe i only got it for today? he teased smirking a little. make sure you grab a jacket, it's going to get cold tonight. he admitted wrapping his arm around her shoulder as if they where dating, they weren't but sometimes Harry liked to pretend Draco had never existed and that Cersei was his, all his. he smiled as they settled into their chairs and gently pressed a kiss to her forehead, comforting her as much as he could. do you think Wizards go to heaven? he mused softly, pondering that. Harry was one of the very few religious wizards, if Draco was there he would have been mocking Harry without mercy. Harry almost missed it... almost. he missed Draco desperately, they had become very close in the scant year that they had stopped being enemies. Draco knew things about Harry that no one else did, and when Draco disappeared Harry was the only person who knew why. though Harry did not know where the blond had gone, so he was just as shocked as Cersei was when he saw the handsome blond. he grimaced a little as Cersei asked him what was wrong and shook his head. nothing... nothing just... seeing ghosts... he muttered softly, but it was too late, she'd seen him. the blond in front of them tensed at his name, his real name. he went by Richard in the muggle world so to hear his real name was so shocking that he turned, looking at the two in the seat behind him, silver gray eyes blinking in shock as he saw Cersei. i'm afraid you have the wrong person, my name is Richard. he stated simply, Harry smirking a little. Richard, really? well at least Draco had picked a nicely muggle name... Richard... really. Draco smiled softly at Cersei, shaking his head. i'm sorry Cer... he muttered softly. i had to... i... i'll explain everything. Draco promised softly, not trying to reach for her. you settled in new york? Harry asked, his voice breaking a little. he knew that Cersei was going to be very, very pissed off at him in a few moments, once she got over her shock. shall we go to my house? he offered his head tilted. i know the manager... he'll refund your tickets... Draco promised as he stood up, Harry glancing at Cersei. i'm sorry Cersei. Harry admitted smiling sadly at her. it was for your protection as much as it was his... Harry admitted as he stood up and offered her his arm. please let us explain before you get all furious and hateful? he asked hopefully Draco smiling a little. Potter, she's going to beat us both to death with our own arms. he admitted simply, shaking his head. i knew this day was going to come, but i envisioned it very differently... for one thing i was hoping my father would be dead before you guys found me. well... he's in the hospital does that count? no. not really. Draco admitted shaking his head. he still has full control of the Malfoy name, myself included the sadistic bastard... sometimes i'll feel him tug at my magic... like he's using my name to get what he wants. he's been trying to get the Auror's to look into your death. Harry admitted as they walked out of the theater just as the play started. he doesn't think my story adds up. he admitted. can't accept that we where... are freinds. Harry admitted looking at Cersei. ... Draco's death was the only reason why Lucius didn't have you killed.... he admitted softly, Draco swallowing thickly. so you.. and Harry huh? Draco asked softly, looking almost hurt and Harry smiled a little. no... as much as i love her i... couldn't.. not when i knew you where perfect for her... where right for her...