Chapter 2
To Turn Back Time
Draco stared at his reflection in the mirror, glaring at it in hatred. Memories from days, weeks, and months before flashed before his eyes, memories that he should have savored while they were happening. He remembered standing right in this very spot when Harry rushed in from Quidditch Practice, launched himself in his arms and kissed him passionately. The memories were too much for his already fragile state and he clenched his eyes painfully, hot tears spilling from his closed lids. It hurt so much to lose Harry…it felt like he lost half of his body, he felt so lost. There was a knock on the door and Draco wiped his tears away and turned away from the mirror.
"Dragon darling, the services are starting in a few more minutes." Narcissa Malfoy said in a sweet voice. She feared for her son's state, she knew how much he loved Harry. She had grown quite close to the boy herself and it hurt to know that her soon to be son-in-law was dead. Murdered.
Draco suddenly burst into tears and Narcissa rushed to her son's side, holding him close. "Harry used to call me Dragon. He called me his Dragon. He'd go 'I love you my Dragon'." Draco's heart burned at the memory and his mother rocked him from side to side.
"Oh darling I'm sorry. Come, your father is waiting for us, and so is everyone else. You're doing the last speech, but no one will start until you're there." Narcissa informed him. She used her wand to remove any traces of tears and she led him out of the bathroom, and out of his Head Boy room. The funeral was being held near the lake on Hogwarts grounds, and the whole wizarding world wanted to be in attendance. But Draco had put his foot down, Harry hated the press and anyone else that sucked up to his name, so for his funeral only close friends and family were present, and one press reporter, just for the sake of appearance.
Draco sat in the front row on the left of his mom. Hermione sat beside him, and she took his hand and squeezed. Draco took comfort in it and sat up straight. The services started and Dumbledore was the first to give his speech.
"Harry Potter was a great wizard, and a most loyal friend. There was no one like him, I'm sure we can all agree there. He was the best student I ever had, he felt like a Grandson to me, and I blame myself for not getting to his side in time to save him. I let him down, even though he has never let me down. He was the icon of what the wizarding world should stand for, love, honesty, loyalty, courage and trust beyond anything. He risked his life to make sure we could live peacefully without Voldemort's reign, and he finally got what he wanted, the love of his life and a promised marriage. But sadly he was snatched away and for that I shed many tears. He will always be missed, but never forgotten." Dumbledore left the podium and Hermione stood next.
She stopped at the casket that lay open, displaying Harry's face to anyone who looked. She let a finger grace his cheek and she faced the audience. "Harry…was the greatest friend a girl could have. He always made sure that everything was fine with me and if there was anything life threatening about to happen he would always try to get me and Ron out of the way, but we wouldn't hear of it. If he was willing to risk his life for us, we owed him the same debt. We were friends to the end and we stuck together no matter what. He came to my rescue when Voldemort kidnapped me, he'd hex anyone who said anything that offended Ron or me, he was like a big brother…he was a big brother. I'm going to miss him coming to me for help with his Potions homework, and Ron remembering that he never even attempted to do it…we'd stay up all night cramming and eating chocolates, talking and sitting near the fire…I'm going to miss that more than ever. I'm especially going to miss when his eyes would light up for the simplest things…like if someone gave him a hug, or bought him something like a new Quidditch book…I'm going to miss him so much." At this point she stopped, and held back a sob. She walked back over to his casket and kissed his cheek. "I love you Harry." She said. She looked at him once more before she sat back down, dissolving into silent tears.
Ron stood up next, stopping at Harry's casket for a brief few minutes, feeling as if he was taking everything in, realizing for the first time that his best friend was really dead. Ron faced everyone sitting there and tried to put on a brave face. "The day he died, Professor Trelawney predicted it. I thought it was one of her stunts that she always pulled, but for the first time in years Harry seemed like he believed that it might actually happen. And to my shock, it did. She was right; he died and left everyone mourning after him. I still really can't believe he's gone. I wish I could just go back up to our dorm and see him appear from underneath his invisibility cloak, all smiles saying that he snuck up some cakes." Ron sighed as he looked back at the casket. "It's not fair. Out of everyone in this world, he was one of the only ones that deserved to live. He was a brother, part of my family and we all loved him…we all wanted to protect him like he protected us, but I failed. He died right in front of me and I could do nothing to help him. I'll miss him…and all the laughs we had…I'll even miss the time when he told me he and Malfoy got engaged…even though I didn't like the thought, there was no mistaking how happy Harry was. His eyes glowed and he seemed so much happier than I had ever seen him before. I just wish this wasn't goodbye." Ron sat down, and Draco stood on shaky feet.
Hearing what they had to say about his fiancé made him realize just how much Harry's death was affecting everyone. There was not one dry eye in the audience. Draco stopped at the casket as well, but he lingered longer than anyone else. He placed a kiss on Harry's lips and faced everyone in attendance. "We first met before our first year of Hogwarts. I met him and felt like I needed to impress him, but all I did was managed to make him dislike me. During the train ride to school, I saw him making nice with Weasley and I admit, I was jealous…and was even more jealous when he picked Weasley over me. And because of my jealousy I started our feud. During the whole thing, all I wanted to do was be the one he talked to…not the one he hated. But it all changed and we became friends. Soon that lead to a relationship and that's when I realized that I loved this boy more than anything else in the world. He was my life, and I would do anything for him. So I bought a ring…held on to it for 2 months before I finally got the nerve to ask him for a weekend getaway in Italy. That's where I proposed and he said yes, and we returned to school. The next day…we made plans to meet up in my room after he finished with his friends…and he never showed. We found him, lying on the floor…stabbed …so many times…he was in pain I could tell…he was spitting up blood and the cowardly murderer fled…and I held him as he died…I held him in my arms and tried to get him to stay, I tried to stop the bleeding…but he left me. He said he loved me and left me…I have never felt as much pain as I felt when his breathing stopped and he died in my arms. He's gone…the love of my life is gone…he helped me be better, he made me want to be good and without him…I'm lost…he was the only thing that mattered…why him? Oh Merlin why him? I'd do anything to get him back, anything. I love you, Harry Potter, and I hope wherever you are you hear this…I love you baby, and I always will."
Draco sat down, taking comfort in Hermione and his mother's hands that tightly clasped his. Pretty soon the service was over and the last grain of dirt was placed over the new grave on Hogwarts grounds. Draco looked down at the headstone…feeling his heartbreak all over again it was too much. He ran; he ran as fast as he could, running blindly not knowing where he was going, it didn't matter he continued to keep going. He didn't know how long he ran but he found himself in the castle, at Severus's door. Draco knocked three times and entered, seeing his Godfather drinking in his favorite chair.
"Draco…I was wondering when you'd be down." He replied.
Draco sat down and sighed. "I want him back Sev. I need him back…I can't do this without him."
Severus looked over at his Godson and nodded. "Draco…I have something that I would like to give to you. I hope you use it well." Severus said, giving Draco a necklace.
"Is that a time turner?" Draco asked as he took the gift.
"Not exactly. It allows you to go back in time like one…you turn that knob 4 times and it will transport you back 3 months from the present. So as you see, it's quite different." Severus informed.
"You mean…I could…"
"Yes. You can stop the fate that awaits Potter, and change all that has happened in the past few days."
Draco looked down at the necklace with newfound hope. "Thank you so much Sev." He whispered.
"You can't use it right away though. Tomorrow is the full moon, use it then and it will work. But be warned, you can easily forget why you were sent back in the first place, and this can only be used once. You must always remember why you're there, or you won't change anything and you'll relive all of this again." Severus warned.
"Thanks Sev. I won't forget, thank you so much. I have to go now…mother and father will be waiting."
Severus nodded his head in understanding and pulled Draco into a hug. "You be careful. Lets just hope that this never happens, I only want to hug you on your wedding day." Severus joked. Draco smiled and left, hurrying to his room to talk to his parents. He was filled with such hope; he could change everything and have Harry back in his arms.
The next day Draco was reading the Daily Prophet that was filled from cover to cover with the funeral. There were a lot of pictures, and Draco saw one of him crying as Hermione and Ron hugged him. It was a touching scene, even he had to admit it, but if everything went as planned there wouldn't be any of this happening. With that thought Draco put the paper deep in his pocket and stared out the window, in a few more hours he would see Harry once more.
Later on that night found Draco standing in the middle of his Head Boy Room, with the time turner in his right hand. The moonlight was streaming through the window and it was after he took a few steadying breaths, did he turn the tiny knob 4 times. After the 4th rotation everything started spiraling out of control and before he knew it he was thrown to the floor.
He sat up and looked around, he was still in his Head Boy Room. The time turner was still placed around his neck, and he started wondering if it worked or not. He stood up and sighed feeling stupid to think he could actually go back in time in the first place. If the Gods didn't bring Harry back that night, why would they allow him to try and turn back the hands of time? He lost himself in his depressing thoughts until he heard the portrait open and someone entered.
"Sev I don't think it worked." Draco called out, thinking it was Severus.
"What didn't work? And I'm not Snape." A familiar voice said. The comment was followed by a familiar laugh and Draco spun around quickly. And there in front of him was Harry Potter, head cocked to the side, with a smile on his face.
"Harry!" Draco called. He rushed to the boy and hugged him tightly, showering his face with loving kisses. It felt so good to be able to hold the boy in his arms once more.
Harry laughed and pulled away slowly. "What's got you so excited? Anyway, I came to ask if you still wanted to go ice-skating with us? Ron and Hermione are already by the lake waiting."
Draco smiled, remembering this day as if it was yesterday. It was January 18th and it had snowed heavily for the past 3 days. "Of course. I'm going to teach you rookies how it's done." Draco said with a smile as he grabbed Harry's hand and led him out the room.
"Whatever you say Dray, just remember to go easy on me, I'm new at this, I might kill myself on that ice." Harry joked with a laugh.
Harry's sentence floated around in Draco's head and he had to shake off the bad feelings. There would be no murder if he had anything to do with it…none at all.
The very next day Draco woke up in his bed, wondering why all of a sudden he was cold. He looked over at the side where Harry usually slept and saw a note.
Dragon,
Sorry I had to leave but Dumbledore sent me a letter, he needed to speak to me about something, you know how he is. I'll see you at breakfast, I love you Dragon,
Love Always and Forever,
Harry
Draco smiled as he set the note down and got up. He quickly went through his normal routine and in 2 hours he was at the Slytherin table listening to Blaise Zabini ramble on about the argument he got into with Pansy the night before.
"I just don't know what to do, she thinks that all I care about is sex. How can she think that!" Blaise asked in outrage.
"Maybe because every time she asks you to take her out, you take her to your mansion in Australia and fuck her brains out." Draco replied as he took a sip of pumpkin juice.
Blaise sighed and threw his hands up in the air. "Well what the hell else am I supposed to do? I don't know how to make everything romantic like you do." Blaise complained stabbing his eggs angrily with his fork.
"Well maybe you should learn. It wouldn't kill you, you know." Draco said. The doors to the Great Hall opened and Harry walked in, he made a quick beeline over to the Slytherin table and sat down next to Draco.
"Hey hun. Hey Blaise." Harry greeted. Draco quickly pulled the Gryffindor into a kiss and smiled at him.
"Hey babe." Draco replied with a smile on his face.
"Would you two stop rubbing it in everyone's face that you have the greatest relationship in the world?" Blaise said bitterly with a glare.
"What's crawled up your ass and died?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.
Blaise sighed and dropped his head to the table. "Sorry Harry. Its just…Pansy…"
Harry nodded his head in understanding. "Oh. The sex argument again?"
"Yes. I just don't know what to do." Blaise complained.
"I'll talk to her." Harry offered.
Blaise quickly lifted his head and gave Harry a grateful smile. "Really?"
"Yes, but you have to start being more romantic and actually spend a night with her without sex. Maybe you'll realize you like that better then knocking boots." Harry said as he stood up. He gave Draco one last kiss and patted Blaise's head. "See you guys later, I'm starved." And with that he left.
"Your boyfriend is amazing. But I don't know about liking it more than sex…is that possible?" Blaise asked with an incredulous look on his face.
Draco laughed and nodded his head. "It's very possible." He looked over to see Harry, only to feel hatred build up. Harry was saying something heatedly to Will, and then he stormed away sitting at the Gryffindor table. "Excuse me." Draco said getting up and walking over to Will, who was still looking over at Harry. "Hey Haas, stay the fuck away from Harry." Draco said with anger in his voice.
Will glared at the boy and folded his arms. "It's a free country Malfoy, I can do whatever the hell I want."
Draco grabbed the boy by his robes and stopped, mere inches from the other boy's face. "You listen to me asshole, if I catch you anywhere near my boyfriend again I will pound you within an inch of your life. Must I remind you that my father was a Death Eater, I know hexes that will make you head spin, literally. Just back the fuck off and I might let you keep your fucking teeth." Draco pushed the boy away so hard that Will fell to the floor. Draco then walked back to his table and sat down with a smile on his face.
Now that he got that over with, he had more things to do. He had to find a way to get Will expelled so it was guaranteed that he would be in the castle on March 15.
A/N: I know this is a lot shorter, but I promise that the next chapter will be longer…it might be up tomorrow, so be on the look out for it. Hope you enjoyed it, please leave a review, See ya in the next chapter, Peace!