I can't tell you goodbye

I can't say goodbye to you.

SF : Goodbye

Pairing : Harry Potter x Draco Malfoy {HPDM}

Rate : PG

Note : special from JoyLada 'keep your eyes on me'

The story is not related.

I can't tell you goodbye

I can't say goodbye to you.

The shapely eyebrows above the beautiful eyes moved closer together as a soft melody rang out in the famous muggle coffee shop. Her strikingly beautiful face crumpled as the first part of the song hit the memory. When he was a student at Hogwarts

You say it would be better

If we stopped seeing each other

Last year, right? In sixth year

It was the last year that we met as students.

He chose to continue his studies. ...but that guy doesn't

His wrinkled face became even more invisible when he heard the next verse of the song, even though it wasn't exactly like his life. But it got into him quite a bit.

Even though I felt that way, I didn't like it a little. It's very difficult to explain, whether I like it or not. If you don't like it, it's not true. It was really uncomfortable, and Draco Malfoy really didn't like the feeling.

A slender but pale hand lifted the porcelain glass and took one last sip before putting it down. He stood up and stretched himself to his full height and carried himself out of the famous coffee shop with the words of the famous song behind him.

I can't say goodbye to you,

No matter how I tried.

You're such a part of me.

Draco didn't want to admit that he hadn't been able to get Muggle songs out of his mind since arriving at the Ministry of Magic. His furrowed brow and confused expression would tell many that he was an excellent former master. The Slytherin was in a hostile mood, so no one came to greet him.

Which was really good for Draco. Many people who said that didn't know that he didn't like the way he wore smiley faces. Or when we talked during our school days, there weren't many people who came to talk to him. Draco was addicted to that kind of life.

But everything changed...when he chose this path.

Ten minutes left to report on his work from last week, which helped Draco stop thinking about it for a bit. I emphasize that it was only for a moment because as soon as I entered the Minister of Magic's room, my whole brain...my whole heart betrayed him. Everything was stirred just by hearing that low voice asking questions.

“What's wrong? You frown like this,” and also mocked him by making your face look like his.

Damn funny!

"Bring the summary report." Draco placed the document on the other's desk and pouted, making the other focus on the work he had brought and not look at each other with twinkling eyes like this. ...It's worth poking at and blinding yourself!" "Minister, sir. I still have other work to do.”

“Someone must be teasing you. His words were not worth listening to.”

“Potter”

“I usually call me Harry.” I hate raising my eyebrows like this today. This kind of irritation must be because of the coffee that afternoon that Granger tricked her into drinking if he didn't go to that shop today. Whatever happens, it probably won't come back to make me feel annoyed like this.

“Please give me space for my work. Hurry and get checked so I can get back to work.”

“I'm free this afternoon. I checked your schedule and we have time to talk about many things.” Of course, the person speaking didn't pay any attention to the report on the table at all and leaned back in his chair with a relaxed expression. A smiling face and twinkling eyes make even those in a bad mood feel doubly annoyed.

"Do you have to work, Potter?"

“Normally, I am a person who clearly separates work and personal matters, but if I don't get an answer from you today about what I'm upset about, I definitely won't be able to concentrate on my work.” His deep voice was like pleading. ...Invites you to be soft-hearted like always. Draco was very dissatisfied with himself. The person who used to get everything he wanted ended up having to do what he wanted...

When another person demands, “If I don't concentrate on my work, everything will go to waste. Is that a good idea?”

“Okay, I will.” If you wanted to ruin the other party's work, he definitely wouldn't be a topic of conversation for the entire Ministry tomorrow, and that was something Draco hated next to having to smile and greet other people.

“So what should I do?”

“Damn it, Potter,” the standing man rolled his eyes, suppressing his irritation and dissatisfaction. Draco knew his personality wasn't good but he couldn't change it...no matter how hard he tried, this was all he could do. Deep down, he still felt that he was lucky. At least there's still someone who can accept him, but that doesn't mean he'll stop being annoyed. It's a different matter.

Draco bit his lip as if weighing up what to do in this situation. Another thing that Draco lost...devastatingly was that he had a weak point and that those who stayed silent waited to find out. it

yes...

Harry Potter knew this weakness of his.

“What must I do?”

“Turn on Malfoy mode,” the voice answered, rising higher than normal. A tall, slender figure walked over to the other person, taking the opportunity to sit down on the lap of the figure sitting in the chair... like someone who was used to doing things like this. Sure enough, Draco hadn't fallen and was still sitting steady from the warm arms around his waist. His beautiful face rested on his strong shoulders and his eyebrows immediately furrowed together, ready to accuse the other person of his frustration.

Turn on Malfoy mode completely...

“Very irritated.”

"subject?"

"How are you, Harry?"

“Then we were still good this morning. Aren't you here and then getting annoyed about something you're wearing? Hmmm..."

"Don't kiss!" Draco tilted his face, avoiding the lips that were caressing his cheek by pressing his face more into the crook of the other's neck.

“Really annoyed, little dragon.” The voice didn't have a hint of anger at all. It even had a hint of annoyance mixed with affection. “What do you mean? What are you annoyed about?”

"Miss Granger tricked me into going to a coffee shop." The complainant was aware of the palm that was stroking his back to comfort him. He paused for a bit before returning to stroking him again, clearly indicating that he was probably a bit confused as well.

Damn it, it's such a shame to have to confess this.

“In the store, the music was playing...screaming to the ears.” The sound of laughter and shaking shoulders caused the irritated people to bark.

“How much slang does it take to have such a frown?”

The person being asked used his white teeth to bite down on his light-colored lips, his eyebrows furrowed as if he was using all his thought to weigh up what he should say...

Damn, that's really embarrassing.

Just thinking that after confessing, someone else would look at each other with dazzling eyes, your cheeks immediately heated up, the more you buried your face in the warm crook of your neck. More to hide his shyness

...Draco didn't like this one bit. He really hated not being himself.

"What's the matter, Drake...?" A low voice asked the person in his arms, using the warm palm of the hand that wasn't holding his slender figure firmly on his lap, caressing the pure silver-blond hair soothingly. semi-encouraging

Harry's stuff Potter knows the noble man needs a lot of encouragement to speak up...about us, of course. If it wasn't something related to what 'we' hired, Draco wouldn't act like this. Draco softened every time, if that had anything to do with him and Draco being like this he couldn't resist.

“Don't laugh,” his hiss sounded so cute and adorable that the famous wizard couldn't resist pressing down on him and kissing him hard. Down with that group of light colored hair.

“Promise.”

“Harry...” Damn it, he wanted so badly to fuck this skinny body that he was begging for it by calling out names and moving his face closer and closer every time Draco spoke. Soft lips will press against the skin on the side of the neck, causing a feeling of fluttering all the time. The person being called has to encourage himself a lot in order not to hold the other person in to give him a heavy kiss worthy of his cuteness. The person

“What is it, Draco, what song makes this young man so irritated?” One part of me wanted to know seriously, the other wanted to change the subject in order to escape his bad, semi-lewd thoughts.

“I can't say goodbye to you. No matter how I tried. You're such a part of me. Without you, I would die." 

At first, Harry thought it was funny that Draco was irritated by the song playing in the coffee shop, but when he heard the sweet voice, Saying the words in the song's lyrics while his slender arms tightened around his neck. My heart sank...

“That's so slang.” Because there was silence for almost a minute, no one thought of saying anything further. And Harry knew that if he didn't say it first, even if he put something in his mouth, the arrogant young man wouldn't say it either.

...Malfoy mode worth the price.

“It's like what I felt in sixth year,” a sweet hoarse voice murmured. “More than I feel, Harry. For almost a minute I sat and listened to that song and thought about us, no...my story alone. My feelings alone.” The more I squeezed towards warmth that was tangible, it was not a vain dream like in the past.

“When the first part came up I was so speechless, Potter, that time really felt like I had gone back in time.

You say it would be better. If westopped seeing each other”

Draco was silent, but the force of his embrace increased. “That time, Potter. I feel really bad.”

"But now I'm Draco's Harry, not Potter like I was back then." The words of comfort didn't seem to help much because Draco didn't answer in return, his sharp face resting on his light-colored hair. It took me a long time to think back as well and tell the people in my arms.

"I'm sorry, Draco. I'm so sorry." Harry couldn't find words to say to the man in his arms that would amount to an apology. “If I had known how you felt at that time, I would not have said those words. I'm sorry, Draco. ...I'm so sorry, Drake.”

"About the past? Why are you following along?" Draco bared his teeth again. Conceal your weakness Just Harry said this in a sad tone and he couldn't continue. It's always like this. With matters related to Harry Potter, he was soft-hearted every time.

Weaknesses that will never change...

Harry smiled. Tighten the waistline of a soft-hearted person.

“So, who went in first?” His joking teasing was returned with sharp fangs.

Of course...the man snapped his fangs completely.

“Drake!”

"Don't be scolding. Now in Malfoy mode, you can't be scolding. Do you understand?"

“I agree…”

“Fortunately, we made it through like you said. You're my Harry now.” The former Slytherin prince shrugged, trying to dispel the feeling. that is still left from the coffee shop

"cute"

“Huh?”

"You're really cute, Draco." A small smile appeared on her pretty face. “And at that time, when I got some signals from you, I went ahead and flirted with you with all my might...Can I make up for that mistake with this?”

“You don't have to beg.” The person was even more impatient.

“Oh, well, people are cowards. I was so afraid at that time that I thought I had to give up too. So I chose to say that it would be better if we never met again...but when I found out that you thought the same thing. I won't let you go.” The fingertips, hard from holding the wand all the time, lifted up and caressed the white cheeks, making a low, teasing sound when he saw the other person's silence.

"It's hard to flirt. Who will let you go?"

Merlin's beard...I swear he can't stop smiling like this is really not good for his heart. This really isn't good, Harry.

“Besides, I'm afraid of Lucius. Malfoy also went to ask from him. If you don't act well, then..." Harry trailed off with a groan, causing soft laughter. from Draco immediately That which had been stirred up disappeared immediately. The feeling of disappointment that when looking back would probably be the same, making one feel even more compassionate and cherishing the relationship between them.

“Thank you, Harry.”

“I must thank you, Draco, because if that day you had said goodbye ...There probably wouldn't be us like today.” The fingertips caressing the white cheeks pressed against the face that was buried in the crook of his own neck, staring deeply into gray eyes with a faint green tinge. with seriousness "Thank you for not letting go..."

“Thank you for giving me this opportunity.”

"Enough..." Draco felt his cheeks heat up. Unable to turn away from the sharp eyes because the other person was staring at him with sweet, pleading eyes.

"I love you Drake."

Ugh~ I'm embarrassed.

You must be red-faced to win the heart of the teaser. When you don't answer, you'll get stared at. Those eyes too...where will they go? Once you know your weak points, take action!

“Love...is no different.” The person who declared his love pretended to sigh before letting out a high-pitched scream when the person below him moved so quickly that he almost fell from his face. His strong legs and slender arms grabbed the person in front of him by the throat, holding him tight with his strength. Shocked by the loud outcry amidst the amused laughter of the teasers.

Gray eyes with hints of green. He blinked because he saw the traces of harm he had done to the famous wizard.

...bruises

...teeth marks

"Damn," Draco suddenly muttered to himself. "Does it hurt a lot?" He was unconscious when he bit him. I didn't know it would be this bruised.

“It hurts, it hurts like that.”

Light-colored lips parted slightly before pressing against the bruise he had left, kissing him softly and appeasingly. A murmur followed the kiss. “It doesn't hurt anymore.”

Sure enough, Harry Potter smiled almost from ear to ear.

"Draco, if you don't stop me, I won't let you leave the room until after work." Before he could go any further, the owner of the room, the Minister of Magic, spoke up against his deep desires. Gathering a cute person into a tight hug to your chest, kissing her until the soft lips are swollen, including 'love'.

Strongly causing this slender body to soften in his embrace.

I really just thought about it. One here is at work including still during work hours. And two...Draco wasn't cooperating at all. You immediately jumped up from his lap and your beautiful eyes widened until you could clearly see the green color that was hidden. Draco still looks very handsome and cute with rosy cheeks.

"Always fooled by you"...

"I'm leaving today. You have to take care of Granger for me." The arrogant and angry man had returned. He narrowed his eyes. “Take care of your secretary, she must be teasing me. When I walked out, oh, the tall person who took care of the mail during the day teased me.”

“What are they kidding about, Mr. Draco?” The low voice was clearly filled with laughter. “I don't want to handle it myself. He's already in Malfoy mode."

How can "Chis" not do it! When he left the room...when he wasn't alone with Harry, he had to put his Malfoy mode back on. “I'm leaving.”

“What should I do?”

I really hate those twinkling eyes.

"How about turning on Mrs. Potter mode?" the person answered with a snort and turned and walked away immediately, as if in haste to escape the owner's laughter. Of course, with Mrs. Potter mode, Draco couldn't bar his teeth like he wanted to. I have to smile and reply to everyone who comes to say hello. He looks kind and uncharacteristic of a man with a bad temper. Out of fear that if I use Malfoy mode on everyone...

Everyone's eyes would look at the famous wizard of the wizarding world with suspicion. Afraid that harsh words would cause Harry to regret it.

This is it...his changed life.

The path he chose to walk on his own His life had changed completely since he said 'I can't say goodbye to you, Potter.' I can't do it.' His life was never the same again.

A little more special~

The light brows above those beautiful eyes knit together as he read the words from the letter sent by Granger, the busy woman he had dreaded when he received the letter, he thought she would scream about what he had told Harry. Where else have you gone to deal with this person? Instead, it was a warning, neither short nor long, with the message:

'What are you going to do the next day to help keep yourself out of sight? Tomorrow prepare to deal with the entire Ministry. Oh, don't forget Mrs. Potter's Kiefluke as well.'

P.S. Neck!

If magic could be transmitted through the eyes, the letter would have burned to the ground. Draco admitted that he didn't understand until Harry got home that he had run away and had to clear up unfinished business. Normally, in this cold weather, one would have to wrap a scarf or lift the collar up high, but this fool with a dazed face was showing off his extremely white neck, which had bruised red teeth and a prominent kiss mark.

“Harry Potter!”

#SF

short of

HPDM

Yes, which mode of Draco do you like more? Mrs. Potter mode or Malfoy mode, please vote. 555

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This story was inspired by the song

I can't say goodbye to you

It's yours, Helen. (Let's go listen to it.)

Let's meet face to face.

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