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Stop it … *he tries to shake him off* I don’t even know why I am here … It’s pointless.

No *he knows he shouldn’t, but he feels guilty, worthless, like he’s let Draco down. He thinks hard before swallowing heavily* Alright *he says quietly* Okay. Yes. I’ll do it *he glances at Draco* For you.

*he looks up at Blaise and he replies quietly* Really?

*he looks out the window before stepping over to it and folding his arms. He sighs, before glancing back at him* Yes *he says quietly* But Cormac can never find out *he says sharply, his eyes burning with unexpected tears; was he choosing Draco over Cormac? Or was he just helping a friend? He didn’t know any more. He just knew he’d never forgive himself either way.*

Why would I tell him anything? *he says before he walks up to Blaise, placing a hand on his upper chest, near his shoulder* Thank you, Blaise … it means a lot that you are willing to do this for me. *he says quietly, looking up at him*

Sure *he croaks, and looks back out the window again. It was raining now, and all he could think was how well it represented his mood. He was scared, he didn’t want to do this. Him and Cormac had just got their life sorted and now… Well he didn’t know what would happen*

Seriously, this means slot. No one else would do this for me and after all I’ve done to you … I don’t deserve it.

*he nods, before turning back to Draco* I don’t think I ever stopped caring about you. Even when… You know *he didn’t mention their history or their fight* I’ll always love Cormac. He, well I think he saved me *he says, a little embarrassed but it was the truth* But I’ll always care for you Draco. I can’t turn off those years of friendship and pretend they never happened.

Most people would have but … Thank you. *he smiles faintly*

It’s fine *he says quietly. He pauses before asking* When do you want me to… *he trails off, guessing he’ll know what he means*

“I’ll let you know … But I need to go back to the manor now. I need to find out why my parents haven’t been replying,” He said, removing his hand away from Blaises chest.

*he nods slowly and watches Draco’s arm fall back* Okay. Be safe, Draco, yeah? For me *he stares at him, straight into his bright silver eyes*

*he stares back at Blaise* I will … *he just quickly leans in to kiss Blaise on re lips softly before pulling back and stepping away* Thank you. *he says quietly*

*he feels a strange sensation in his gut as Draco kisses him but he ignores it* You’re welcome *he murmurs. He holds his hand and squeezes it, staring at their contrasting skin tones, Draco’s pale light skin against his darker olive-toned hand, before he lets go*

*he looks at Blaise for a while before he sighs* … Enjoy the rest of your holidays yeah? I would make it special for Cormac if I were you.. *he was going to add while you can but he didn’t. He looks arounds before he turns to walk away*

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Stop it … *he tries to shake him off* I don’t even know why I am here … It’s pointless.

No *he knows he shouldn’t, but he feels guilty, worthless, like he’s let Draco down. He thinks hard before swallowing heavily* Alright *he says quietly* Okay. Yes. I’ll do it *he glances at Draco* For you.

*he looks up at Blaise and he replies quietly* Really?

*he looks out the window before stepping over to it and folding his arms. He sighs, before glancing back at him* Yes *he says quietly* But Cormac can never find out *he says sharply, his eyes burning with unexpected tears; was he choosing Draco over Cormac? Or was he just helping a friend? He didn’t know any more. He just knew he’d never forgive himself either way.*

Why would I tell him anything? *he says before he walks up to Blaise, placing a hand on his upper chest, near his shoulder* Thank you, Blaise … it means a lot that you are willing to do this for me. *he says quietly, looking up at him*

Sure *he croaks, and looks back out the window again. It was raining now, and all he could think was how well it represented his mood. He was scared, he didn’t want to do this. Him and Cormac had just got their life sorted and now… Well he didn’t know what would happen*

Seriously, this means slot. No one else would do this for me and after all I’ve done to you … I don’t deserve it.

*he nods, before turning back to Draco* I don’t think I ever stopped caring about you. Even when… You know *he didn’t mention their history or their fight* I’ll always love Cormac. He, well I think he saved me *he says, a little embarrassed but it was the truth* But I’ll always care for you Draco. I can’t turn off those years of friendship and pretend they never happened.

Most people would have but … Thank you. *he smiles faintly*

It’s fine *he says quietly. He pauses before asking* When do you want me to… *he trails off, guessing he’ll know what he means*

“I’ll let you know … But I need to go back to the manor now. I need to find out why my parents haven’t been replying,” He said, removing his hand away from Blaises chest.

*he nods slowly and watches Draco’s arm fall back* Okay. Be safe, Draco, yeah? For me *he stares at him, straight into his bright silver eyes*

*he stares back at Blaise* I will … *he just quickly leans in to kiss Blaise on re lips softly before pulling back and stepping away* Thank you. *he says quietly*

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Stop it … *he tries to shake him off* I don’t even know why I am here … It’s pointless.

No *he knows he shouldn’t, but he feels guilty, worthless, like he’s let Draco down. He thinks hard before swallowing heavily* Alright *he says quietly* Okay. Yes. I’ll do it *he glances at Draco* For you.

*he looks up at Blaise and he replies quietly* Really?

*he looks out the window before stepping over to it and folding his arms. He sighs, before glancing back at him* Yes *he says quietly* But Cormac can never find out *he says sharply, his eyes burning with unexpected tears; was he choosing Draco over Cormac? Or was he just helping a friend? He didn’t know any more. He just knew he’d never forgive himself either way.*

Why would I tell him anything? *he says before he walks up to Blaise, placing a hand on his upper chest, near his shoulder* Thank you, Blaise … it means a lot that you are willing to do this for me. *he says quietly, looking up at him*

Sure *he croaks, and looks back out the window again. It was raining now, and all he could think was how well it represented his mood. He was scared, he didn’t want to do this. Him and Cormac had just got their life sorted and now… Well he didn’t know what would happen*

Seriously, this means slot. No one else would do this for me and after all I’ve done to you … I don’t deserve it.

*he nods, before turning back to Draco* I don’t think I ever stopped caring about you. Even when… You know *he didn’t mention their history or their fight* I’ll always love Cormac. He, well I think he saved me *he says, a little embarrassed but it was the truth* But I’ll always care for you Draco. I can’t turn off those years of friendship and pretend they never happened.

Most people would have but … Thank you. *he smiles faintly*

It’s fine *he says quietly. He pauses before asking* When do you want me to… *he trails off, guessing he’ll know what he means*

“I’ll let you know … But I need to go back to the manor now. I need to find out why my parents haven’t been replying,” He said, removing his hand away from Blaises chest.

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Stop it … *he tries to shake him off* I don’t even know why I am here … It’s pointless.

No *he knows he shouldn’t, but he feels guilty, worthless, like he’s let Draco down. He thinks hard before swallowing heavily* Alright *he says quietly* Okay. Yes. I’ll do it *he glances at Draco* For you.

*he looks up at Blaise and he replies quietly* Really?

*he looks out the window before stepping over to it and folding his arms. He sighs, before glancing back at him* Yes *he says quietly* But Cormac can never find out *he says sharply, his eyes burning with unexpected tears; was he choosing Draco over Cormac? Or was he just helping a friend? He didn’t know any more. He just knew he’d never forgive himself either way.*

Why would I tell him anything? *he says before he walks up to Blaise, placing a hand on his upper chest, near his shoulder* Thank you, Blaise … it means a lot that you are willing to do this for me. *he says quietly, looking up at him*

Sure *he croaks, and looks back out the window again. It was raining now, and all he could think was how well it represented his mood. He was scared, he didn’t want to do this. Him and Cormac had just got their life sorted and now… Well he didn’t know what would happen*

Seriously, this means slot. No one else would do this for me and after all I’ve done to you … I don’t deserve it.

*he nods, before turning back to Draco* I don’t think I ever stopped caring about you. Even when… You know *he didn’t mention their history or their fight* I’ll always love Cormac. He, well I think he saved me *he says, a little embarrassed but it was the truth* But I’ll always care for you Draco. I can’t turn off those years of friendship and pretend they never happened.

Most people would have but … Thank you. *he smiles faintly*

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Stop it … *he tries to shake him off* I don’t even know why I am here … It’s pointless.

No *he knows he shouldn’t, but he feels guilty, worthless, like he’s let Draco down. He thinks hard before swallowing heavily* Alright *he says quietly* Okay. Yes. I’ll do it *he glances at Draco* For you.

*he looks up at Blaise and he replies quietly* Really?

*he looks out the window before stepping over to it and folding his arms. He sighs, before glancing back at him* Yes *he says quietly* But Cormac can never find out *he says sharply, his eyes burning with unexpected tears; was he choosing Draco over Cormac? Or was he just helping a friend? He didn’t know any more. He just knew he’d never forgive himself either way.*

Why would I tell him anything? *he says before he walks up to Blaise, placing a hand on his upper chest, near his shoulder* Thank you, Blaise … it means a lot that you are willing to do this for me. *he says quietly, looking up at him*

Sure *he croaks, and looks back out the window again. It was raining now, and all he could think was how well it represented his mood. He was scared, he didn’t want to do this. Him and Cormac had just got their life sorted and now… Well he didn’t know what would happen*

Seriously, this means slot. No one else would do this for me and after all I’ve done to you … I don’t deserve it.

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Stop it … *he tries to shake him off* I don’t even know why I am here … It’s pointless.

No *he knows he shouldn’t, but he feels guilty, worthless, like he’s let Draco down. He thinks hard before swallowing heavily* Alright *he says quietly* Okay. Yes. I’ll do it *he glances at Draco* For you.

*he looks up at Blaise and he replies quietly* Really?

*he looks out the window before stepping over to it and folding his arms. He sighs, before glancing back at him* Yes *he says quietly* But Cormac can never find out *he says sharply, his eyes burning with unexpected tears; was he choosing Draco over Cormac? Or was he just helping a friend? He didn’t know any more. He just knew he’d never forgive himself either way.*

Why would I tell him anything? *he says before he walks up to Blaise, placing a hand on his upper chest, near his shoulder* Thank you, Blaise … it means a lot that you are willing to do this for me. *he says quietly, looking up at him*

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And why do you care? *he narrows his eyes slightly*

You know why *he mutters* You may be a prat for getting involved with… with Him, but I still care about you, Malfoy.

I had to get involved with him. My whole family is so therefore I have to be.

*he mutters under his breath and rubs his face* I wish you didn’t have to *he says quietly* You didn’t deserve this.

After everything I’ve done? I do deserve this. *he says, wondering if he should just go. He knew Blaise wouldn’t help him*

You only did all that because you were forced to *he says firmly. He sighs; he honestly didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t leave Cormac, but he couldn’t leave Draco either* Fuck this *he mutters to himself, pinching his nose* 

*he sighs* Don’t do it, Blaise. You have Cormac to think about, I guess. I can .. always see if he’ll let me off gently this time.

*he knew he couldn’t leave him to it, but he knew he’d be giving up Cormac if he did something* Draco, I care too much about you. I’d never forgive myself if he killed you *he admits, stepping closer to his friend* Can’t you… write to your parents? Tell them to come here or… or you can all stay in the holiday house in Italy… Don’t go back to him *he begs*

I can’t contact my parents … I’ve sent them owls and everything and I’ve had no reply what so ever. He will find me no matter where I go, *he runs a hand over his face, rubbing his eyes,*

*he doesn’t like the sound of that* Are they… they’re okay aren’t they? *he doesn’t want to think of the worst case but nor does he want Draco to do anything if the dark lord had gone against his word* Draco… *he holds his arm firmly yet comfortingly*

Stop it … *he tries to shake him off* I don’t even know why I am here … It’s pointless.

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And why do you care? *he narrows his eyes slightly*

You know why *he mutters* You may be a prat for getting involved with… with Him, but I still care about you, Malfoy.

I had to get involved with him. My whole family is so therefore I have to be.

*he mutters under his breath and rubs his face* I wish you didn’t have to *he says quietly* You didn’t deserve this.

After everything I’ve done? I do deserve this. *he says, wondering if he should just go. He knew Blaise wouldn’t help him*

You only did all that because you were forced to *he says firmly. He sighs; he honestly didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t leave Cormac, but he couldn’t leave Draco either* Fuck this *he mutters to himself, pinching his nose* 

*he sighs* Don’t do it, Blaise. You have Cormac to think about, I guess. I can .. always see if he’ll let me off gently this time.

*he knew he couldn’t leave him to it, but he knew he’d be giving up Cormac if he did something* Draco, I care too much about you. I’d never forgive myself if he killed you *he admits, stepping closer to his friend* Can’t you… write to your parents? Tell them to come here or… or you can all stay in the holiday house in Italy… Don’t go back to him *he begs*

I can’t contact my parents … I’ve sent them owls and everything and I’ve had no reply what so ever. He will find me no matter where I go, *he runs a hand over his face, rubbing his eyes,*

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And why do you care? *he narrows his eyes slightly*

You know why *he mutters* You may be a prat for getting involved with… with Him, but I still care about you, Malfoy.

I had to get involved with him. My whole family is so therefore I have to be.

*he mutters under his breath and rubs his face* I wish you didn’t have to *he says quietly* You didn’t deserve this.

After everything I’ve done? I do deserve this. *he says, wondering if he should just go. He knew Blaise wouldn’t help him*

You only did all that because you were forced to *he says firmly. He sighs; he honestly didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t leave Cormac, but he couldn’t leave Draco either* Fuck this *he mutters to himself, pinching his nose* 

*he sighs* Don’t do it, Blaise. You have Cormac to think about, I guess. I can .. always see if he’ll let me off gently this time.