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"You were a child. You didn't know any better. You were raised to believe what you did was okay and right. I don't blame you for the things they taught you. You are not at fault here.” Harry slowly cupped Draco’s face. “It's not your fault.” Tears started streaming down his face.
“I knew it wasn't right though.” The blonde says through sobs. “I knew I was hurting people. I felt bad but I still knew.”
“Shh. It's okay.” The raven haired man tried to calm him. “You were scared of him weren't you?” Draco nodded slightly while leaning more into Harry's touch. He had never been touched in such a loving way before. “It's okay. You're okay. You never ever have to see him again.” The raven haired man promised. “And if he ever, and I mean ever, tries to talk to you or do anything to you I will show the world how I can and will become a dark lord given a good reason.” Harry says with a desire and passion to protect the blonde man in front of him. His eyes were full of daring almost as if he was telling the world to try him and see what happens.
“I'm not worth that.” Draco starts to pull back from the man in front of him. “I'm not worth your protection.” He says looking away from Harry. “There are other people much more deserving of your attention.”
“Even if that was true, my attention is still on you. My willingness to burn the world down lyes here. If anyone were to hurt you they'd have to deal with me. I might be a light lord in the eyes of the public but I've never truly been one.” The raven haired man steps close enough to the blonde to lift his head by his chin. “I am and always have been magically a dark wizard and a dark lord. Will you still stand by me?”
Draco shivered. When did Harry become so bold? “I would…” he stopped himself from continuing. He knew that if he continued he would say something that he wasn't ready for Harry to know yet.
“It is really interesting actually-” The dark wizard let go of Draco's face and sat down on a nearby couch tapping the seat next to him. “It seems as if not everyone can feel other people's magic unless it's huge. Am I right?” The blonde sat down on the couch with about a foot of space between them.
“from what mother has taught me, yes.” Draco cocked his head to the side slightly in confusion. “Why do you ask?” Harry noticed the space the blonde was yet again trying to put between them and he wasn't about to let that slide. He immediately got closer to Draco just close enough their knees were touching.
“I ask because I can. I can feel my magic and everyone else's and most people's magic are in the gray area almost perfectly neutral actually but for few like myself our magic naturally lean one way or the other. Usually from what my research has shown this can be caused by family lineage but your magic, and mine, are the roadblock in my research. For you come from a family full of people that are either neutral or dark there is no in-between or closer to the light and yet you are undoubtedly a light wizard. And for me, well I'm the opposite.” Draco blinked his eyes a bunch trying to process what he was just told. He hadn't ever really thought too much into it. “And you see from the research I've done previously I to soulmates and what may cause actual genuine soulmate links it tends to be their magic being the opposite. And it's really interesting being around muggles because they don't necessarily have no magic at all, they just have weaker magic or weaker connections to their magic. It's still there though and these soulmate links I'm talking about still happen in the muggle world.” The blonde has become very confused as to where Harry was going with this. “My point is there is more to magic than most know and I have much stronger magic than most know and I'm just dying for someone to give me a reason to let my magic go haywire.”
“Harry, what is a soulmate link?” Draco seemed almost scared to know the answer. The raven haired man scooted slightly closer to where their hips are now touching. He then intertwined their fingers and let his magic reach out to the blonde’s. He let their magics mix just enough to have this beautiful swirling effect happening. It's almost as if their magics longed to be connected like this forever.
“Can you feel our magics? Can you feel how they are interacting?” Draco nodded in amazement at the feeling of their magics mixing; it felt perfect and right and like this was how their magics were meant to be, always. “This is a soulmate link. It happens when from what I can tell to souls or magics, which are truly just extensions from our souls, mix just right and both party's feel whole in a way.” Draco's eyes went wide.
“Are you saying-” He couldn't finish the question but Harry knew what it was. “We're-” The raven haired man nodded with a smile. “Merlin's beard.” He said looking at his lap in utter disbelief and shock. “I mean it explains a lot but-” He looked at Harry with a look that spoke plenty. Draco then seemed to get insecure or scared and quickly followed up with. “I'm not saying it's a bad thing, I'm actually quite happy but it's a lot of information at once and I just, I need a minute to process.” The man next to him smiled softly.
“That's understandable, how about I promise not to just drop any more of these tangents about my research unless you ask me about it? Would that be helpful so you can learn about what I've been researching without getting overwhelmed?” Draco nodded. “Alright I'll keep that in mind. Would you like to sit and cuddle for a bit while you process?” The blonde nodded again. Harry then pulled him in for a cuddle.
This is exactly how they spent their night and many nights down the road on their journey of love together.
The end.