Soul of Love

By: Asagi Tsuki

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Summary: Draco Malfoy is rumored to be the most beautiful mortal alive with little to no luck in love life. However, a cruel prophecy is about to change the fact

Warning: OOCness (some characters might be OOC). Also, pardon my lack of language diversity, but English isn't my first language and I'm really not used to British English. I'm currently in Australia, but still none the wiser in Oz slang. Another warning, I read the books and watched the film (although only until Order of Phoenix. I didn't read or watch HBP and DH), but I have to be honest, I'm starting to forget the characters -_-;;; not all, obviously, so I won't be including those I don't really remember well

Disclaimer: obviously, Harry Potter is not written by me. If it were, it would be so lame, that this fandom would be non-existent. And I would be off writing another book instead of fanfics

A/N: last part! xD I'm sorry this took so long.

Anyway, enjoy! And if you do, do leave a review because I'm a comment whore :P

Part Three – The End

"He did what?" Harry asked in disbelief when Hermione told him Aphrodite's challenge for Draco. She also said that Draco was determined to prove to her that he was serious, and was now in Athens trying to find a way.

Just like she had predicted, she found Harry in Thebes, Draco's hometown. So it seemed that he couldn't stay away from Draco either.

"Yes, you heard me right, but just in case you're a bit slow on the uptake, I'll repeat what I said for you," Hermione said with a cheeky grin. "Draco Malfoy of Thebes is now in Athens, trying to find a way to accomplish your mother's challenge to win you. He's even more stubborn than a mule if he wants to."

"Oh my," Harry mumbled, frowning in thought. "I'm flattered to know that someone is willing to go that far for me, but I have to stop this. Hermione, come with me to Mount Olympus. I'm going to talk to my mother," he said. "If anything happens to me, I'd like you to find him and stop him."

"Nice, if only sailing doesn't take so much time," Hermione said as she rolled her eyes, but agreed nonetheless. As priestess of one of the gods, she wasn't allowed to refuse a request by other gods if it didn't clash with the beliefs of the god/goddess she served.

And so, the two made their way back to Mount Olympus.

When they reached the Mount, Aphrodite was in her chamber, idly lounging and doing nothing. She sat up straight when they walked in, and scowled at the uninvited guest before she realized just who had come.

"Why, hello there, son," Aphrodite said with a wide smile as she waved at Harry. "How was your trip to Thebes? Fun?"

"What is the meaning of the challenge?" Harry demanded, not bothering to even address the goddess. "You are a goddess! Why are you being so low!"

"Silence!" Aphrodite nearly roared, and the two flinched back in shock. Her look was of pure anger. "I do not accept interference in this matter. If he really loves you, it should be no problem for him to give up his beauty for you. Likewise, if you really love him, it won't matter even if he's become ugly, hm?"

"But—"

Aphrodite waved her hand, and an armlet appeared, encircling Harry's arm. There were faint runes on it, and Hermione recognized it immediately as a binding brace. When a god or goddess was made to wear it, they wouldn't be able to step foot out of Mount Olympus.

"You are to be locked up in your room until he comes up with an answer to the challenge," Aphrodite said dismissively. "This is to make sure you don't run away with him."

With that said, Aphrodite sent them off. They were pushed back by an invisible force until they were outside of her chamber, and the doors were banged and then sealed shut.

Harry took in a deep breath, then turned to Hermione who was trying her best to look anywhere else.

"Hermione," he called, and Hermione sagged with a deep sigh before turning to look at him. "Please go to Draco and tell him not to do it. Please. I can't bear the thought of him getting hurt because of me."

"Fine, I'll go see him," Hermione agreed sullenly. "But I can't promise you anything. You know how stubborn he is. He won't give up so easily."

"I know, but please keep an eye on him, and make sure he's safe all the time," Harry pleaded and Hermione raised an eyebrow, shooting Harry a look that said 'oh so the request has changed drastically now, hasn't it?'. "I know you like him too, so please do me this favour."

At the last sentence, Hermione started shooting him dirty glares. "Fine," she said, then turned around to leave for Athens.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

"Draco," Hermione called when she spotted the familiar blond in one of the sections in the library in Athens. She had asked the librarian and the helpful old woman pointed her in the right direction. "Have you found the answer?"

Draco looked up at her, and positively beamed. "Yes, I have," he saidproudly. "It seems that one of the Moirae, the three Fates, Atropos, could help take away some of my beauty with her scissors."

Hermione looked taken aback. "The same scissors she used to cut someone's life line when they were born?"

"Yes, that pair of scissors she used to cut their life line after she's done measuring how long they are to live," Draco confirmed. "They usually come three days after a baby is born to do so. Tonks, my cousin in Thebes, is due to give birth soon. We should go see her if we want to see Atropos."

"Okay," Hermione agreed. "Thebes is not far from here. I'm sure we can make it on time."

They left the library and went to the agora where her men were buying supplies. Since Thebes wasn't far and their supplies were still enough to sustain them during the short trip, Hermione commanded them to go straight back to the ship and prepare to set sail, postponing the shopping for until they arrive in Thebes.

"Say," Hermione started as she watched her men ready the sails, preparing for the voyage, "you're still going to do this even if Eros himself told you not to, aren't you?"

"I don't quit halfway," Draco replied. "Especially not if it's something this important."

Hermione nodded thoughtfully.

"Oh, and please call him Harry. It sounds strange to hear him be called Eros," Draco said. "I know that his name is Eros, but... well..."

Hermione chuckled and only smiled at him. No wonder Harry fell in love with this man. Maybe he had no suitors because Harry wanted to claim him for himself, that selfish guy.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

As soon as they arrived in Thebes, Hermione ordered her men to stock up while she went with Draco to the house of his cousin. Narcissa was pacing in front of the house, and looked delighted when she saw them.

"Hurry up, dear. The Fates are inside," Narcissa urged.

They hurried inside, and met the Fates as they were going to exit the room. Seeing Hermione, priestess of Artemis, the three Fates decided to hear out Draco's request. He quickly summarized what happened, from Apollo's prophecy to Aphrodite's challenge, and Atropos, the owner of the scissors, looked at him strangely.

"Give me a reason why I should help you," she said.

"If you don't help me, I will die because of my grief," Draco said as calmly as he could. The Fates weren't feared only because of their powers, but their appearances as well. All of them only had one eye left, and they looked like five-hundred years old women. "If that is what you have predicted about my death, then so be it. But if it isn't, I'm sure you don't want something like that to interfere with your work."

Atropos chuckled, and motioned for the other Fates to go on without her. They looked at her and went off, leaving her behind.

"Clever boy," Atropos said with a lopsided grin. "I like people like you. Very well then, I shall help you."

She motioned for Draco to come forward towards her, and took out her golden scissors. Draco's face gave a faint white glow, and Atropos cut off the light with her scissors, creating little balls of light that she put into a small box. Hermione and Narcissa watched as Draco's looks changed as Atropos worked. His pale complexion tanned slightly, his eyes smaller and less rounded, his cheekbones flatter and his lips thinner.

To anyone else, he looked like an ordinary man. But to the two women, he was even more beautiful for what he did out of love.

There was never any record of a person giving up their beauty for someone else. It wasn't impossible for Draco to give up on Harry and find someone else, since Aphrodite had promised not to bother him again. However, he stayed faithful to Harry and even gave in to Aphrodite's silly demand.

"It is done," Atropos said as she put her scissors away, handing the box containing little balls of light to Hermione. "This box contains his beauty. Give it to Aphrodite, and if she has any complaints, tell her to talk to me personally."

"I will," Hermione agreed as she accepted the box. She knew that Aphrodite would never dare to confront Atropos.

"Good luck, darling," Narcissa said as she hugged Draco tightly. "Go and claim back your happiness."

Draco smiled at her, and nodded. "I will."

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.

As soon as her men had finished stocking up, the two set sail again, back to Mount Olympus, to confront Aphrodite once again. They reached her chambers and entered, and Aphrodite positively beamed when she saw Draco.

"Ah, I see that you've finally found a way to accomplish the challenge," she commented happily. "Well done, mortal. Now, where is the beauty?" she demanded, extending her hand palm up to receive it.

Hermione shot her a dirty look and begrudgingly handed the small box Atropos gave her to Aphrodite, who accepted the box too eagerly.

"Eros!" Aphrodite called as soon as she got her hands on the box. "Your little mortal lover is here for you."

The double doors behind them burst open and Harry barged in. "Draco!" he called as he rushed towards the blond man, but Draco took a step backwards, covering his face with his hands. He frowned, and looked at him in worry. "Draco? What's wrong?"

"Don't look at me," Draco said, his voice muffled by his own hands. "I lost my beauty. Now I'm ugly. I'm not the Draco you fell in love with."

Harry's heart clenched as he listened to Draco's concern. He took a deep breath, and held onto Draco's wrists. "Draco," he said softly, but his expression was earnest. "You are no longer the Draco I fell I love with ever since we got married."

Hermione lifted an eyebrow while Aphrodite cackled, but Draco still refused to lower his hands.

"You are now my wife," Harry continued. "My brave, strong, faithful, and selfless wife."

"I'm your spouse, not your wife."

"Yes, well, whatever, you're my spouse."

Draco lowered his hands but quickly buried his face in the crook of Harry's neck, obscuring it from view again, while he half-heartedly slapped Harry's arm for the comment.

"You know that you will always be beautiful to me," Harry added, softly stroking Draco's hair. The silky strands were now slightly coarse. "I didn't choose you only because of your looks, you know. I'm not that shallow."

Hermione stared at him almost dubiously while Aphrodite was making gagging faces and covering her ears with her hands. She stopped when Harry threw her a very dirty glare.

"Now let me see you," Harry coaxed. "Don't be mean and reverse our position like this."

Draco laughed. A white light surrounded him, but in the blink of an eye it was gone again. When he lifted his face to look up at Harry, he was back to the way he was—fair complexion, large doe eyes, high cheekbones, and pink, full lips.

"What!" Aphrodite shrieked in anger, and Hermione wondered if she was having an aneurysm as well or not. "How could this be! I have his beauty right here in my hands!"

"Mother," Harry said sternly, "that's enough. You are my mother, but I will not let your childish jealousy and vanity interfere with our relationship anymore. You should know that love could make even the humblest bud blossom into a beautiful rose."

"And, if you have any complaints, you could take it to Atropos yourself. That's what she said to me," Hermione added quickly before Aphrodite could say anything in rebuttal to Harry's claim.

"Fine, do as you wish," Aphrodite said as she angrily stomped out of the chamber, intent on going back to Korinth, where her altar was.

"Uh, Harry..."

"Don't mind her, she'll get over it eventually," Harry said easily as he took Draco's hand in his larger one and squeezed it gently. "Now, you have three options. You can stay up here on Mount Olympus, on the island where we used to stay, or we can go back to your hometown of Thebes."

"Hm..."

"Of course, I will ask for the spring water that gives you immortality. After all, you are wedded to a god, and that's most appropriate," Harry added. "Well, it really is up to you. You can decide where you want to stay, and I will come with you. I don't mind."

"I'd like to go back to the island. I like it there," Draco admitted. "That is your place, right?"

"Yes, of course," Harry confirmed. "You're sure, right? You're not doing this for me?"

"Harry, I could have asked the same thing to many of your actions," Draco said as he shook his head. "You've sacrificed enough for me too, so now we're even."

"Well, I really think the island is nice," Hermione cut in. "So before you two go all sappy on me, just decide that you'll stay there so I know where to look if I want to visit."

Harry laughed. "Of course. You're welcome to come over anytime, Artemis too."

"Yes, and when you're visiting, could you please bring my mother along with you?" Draco asked.

"Sure," Hermione agreed. "Do you need a lift to the island?"

"That's alright, I'll ask Hermes for help," Harry said with a smile.

Hermione scowled. "And you couldn't ask him for help instead of having me sail all around the place, why?"

"Don't you want to know what will happen next?" Draco asked curiously.

Hermione huffed, but said nothing more.

"Fine then, I'll leave you two lovebirds alone," she said. "Just don't be too messy."

Harry rolled his eyes and Draco looked at them curiously, before realization dawned upon him and he blushed bright red.

"Well now," Harry started once Hermione was out of the room, looking around Aphrodite's chamber. "What say you to taking revenge on her and defiling her bed?"

Draco groaned, but let himself be carried over to Aphrodite's bed.

End of Story

And that's it :D hope you enjoyed it, even in the slightest