This is the last chapter for Reverso. Again, Thank You so much to all that
have reviewed! I have been thinking of writing a sequel, so please, please
give me some suggestions.
Andia-I told you there was a reason for the dates I used...26th May is my
Chapter X. Back to The Tower
It was close to midnight on the 26th of May.
Harry lay in bed, his heart pounding. In a few minutes, he would be
climbing the stone steps to the Astronomy tower, to finally break the
One way or the other.
The memories seemed to be taking over, Draco's invading more and more of
Harry's mind, even as Harry's overwhelmed Draco's. He knew why the victims
went mad. He could barely differentiate between them anymore as everything
seemed to trigger some recollection, some almost forgotten remembrance of
his, or maybe Draco's, life.
Harry swung his legs around to the floor, and picked up the invisibility
cloak. Carefully trodding downstairs, Harry slipped out into the corridor.
Draco stood at the edge of the stone wall, trembling slightly from the cold
It seemed so long ago that he was here, ready to end what had become an
unbearable existence. He leaned over, staring down to the moonlit grounds.
He didn't remember it being so far to those grounds. What if they failed?
What if they made one mistake, one minute or one meter off?
Draco closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Harry climbed the stairs, 4 steps away from the door. He made sure his wand
was in the same pocket as that night, the same buttons of his robe closed.
Draco leaned forward as Harry opened the wooden door.
It was as if two views from the same movie scene were melted together.
Both boys remembered not only their recollection of that night, but the
other's as well, flooding them with images; with emotions of pain, love,
Draco stepped forward, the moonlight catching the glistening tears
streaming down his face.
Harry ran toward him, dropping the cloak to the floor. "Malfoy! No!"
Draco fell into the dark, unforgiving night.
One hundred meters....
Harry fumbled for his wand, the folds of his cloak whipping violently,
making it difficult to find the pocket.
"Come on, dammit," he muttered, finally catching hold of the wand. But
would it be in time?
Harry held tightly to Draco, trying desperately to isolate the one moment
he cast the spell, even as the shared memories threatened to shatter his
Harry held the wand toward the ground, keeping his other arm wrapped firmly
around Draco. Suddenly the thoughts gelled together, one moment, one
memory...Now, Harry thought. Now!
A shimmering cloud burst from the tip of his wand. Harry and Draco fell
into it, time and bodies coming to a complete standstill as the strange
vapor enveloped them. In a blinding flash of white light the cloud
vanished, and dropped the two students 5 meters to the ground below.
For a long moment they lay still, hardly daring to look up, before it truly
"We're alive," Harry whispered.
Draco pulled himself up to face the raven-haired Gryffindor.
"Thanks a lot, Potter," he whispered before covering Harry's mouth with his
It was over. And it had just begun.
"Come on Harry," Draco smiled. "Make a wish."
"I have all I want," Harry said. "Can't I just start on the cake?"
"No," Draco stated firmly, "It's your birthday, and you have to wish for
The two of them sat at a wooden table, in a comfortable cottage in Romania.
It had once belonged to Ron's brother Charlie, and he had been happy to let
Harry and Draco purchase it, at least once he stopped trying to hex Draco
for surely having put some sort of charm on Potter. So, here they were, on
Harry's 18th birthday, and waiting for a wish.
After much thought, Harry leaned forward and blew out all of the candles.
Harry smiled. He knew what he would like to have, but since it didn't seem
possible, he wished for it anyway.
Draco took the candles off one at a time. "So," he asked "what did you wish
"Oh, I can't tell you," Harry grinned. "Then it won't come true."
"Well, that's with Muggle candles and birthday wishes," Draco informed him.
"Wizard candles and birthday wishes DO come true."
Harry stopped in mid-slice.
"They come true." Draco repeated. "What did you wish for?"
Harry sat down.
"Harry?" Draco asked. "Are you O.K.?"
Harry stared at the now extinguished candles.
Harry continued to stare at what seemed to be the most fascinating spot on
Finally, he turned toward Draco.
"You know, I really think we should go out to the markets today, maybe get
a new lamp, look at the couches, the prams, the tables, the..."
"Wait a minute, hold on," Draco interrupted. "What did you say?"
"No. After that."
"That's the one!" exclaimed Draco. "Exactly why would we need to go look at
"True, we don't need to look at those today," Harry smiled.
"After all, you'll have nine months."