Disclaimer: I, for the last time, do not own Harry Potter.

Chapter 21: A World Away

Soundtrack: "Descend the Shades of Night," by Machine Head, (Draco, Shanghai scene)

and "Bring Me to Life," by Evanescence (end)

Only another month had passed when Roslyn decided to leave. Hermione found a small note by her bed that said she would contact if she needed anything.

Roslyn sat alone on the unmade bed, defeated. She had truly hoped to find him here. She looked curiously to the Black Rose petal on the floor. As she touched it, it crumbled…

"He was here," she thought, "Just not recently."

She held the empty wine bottle in her hand, standing to find the wine cellar she knew Draco would have. Finding it, she pulled out an aged bottle of wine. She then entered the great room and stared into the fires dancing flames.

Roslyn spent her days inside Draco's Paris flat. The baby inside her grew, and she feared raising this child on her own. She wanted Draco by her side more than anything. She desired his touch again… how long it had been… She didn't even truly know if he loved her… if he would want the child.

These fears kept Roslyn alone and numb. As the days grew closer to the birth of he child, Roslyn grew nervous.

On the eve of the tenth month, Roslyn gave birth to a baby boy. She knew the child was coming and called upon Hermione to be there. Roslyn slept for the next 24 hours while Hermione cared for her child.

Roslyn looked too thin and pale. As she woke, Hermione brought her son to her, resting him in her arms. Unsurprisingly, the child had sharp, silver eyes. She held the baby close as it quietly began to breastfeed.

Hermione smiled as Roslyn looked adoringly at her son.

"Roslyn, I have to leave you, I need to go to Belatrix Lestrange's hearing since I'm the one who caught her… If you need anything, contact me or Harry."

"Thank you, Hermione," Roslyn said after she nodded.

Hermione smiled at her before leaving the flat.

The sky poured rain onto the city, thunder deafening all other sound as lighting lit the sky. Draco stared coldly into eyes so very much like his own… The rain drenched him to the bone, his bangs dripping wet, cold rain down his face.

In one hand he held his wand loosely, in the other, a dagger, dripping with fresh blood. Before him, the nightlife of Nanjing Lou gazed in horror at the scene that they just witnessed.

Lucius Malfoy lay dead in the city of Shanghai, his blood flowing into the streets, where he thought he could escape. Suddenly the people were whispering and pointing to the sky as Draco transfigured and lifted into the dark skies as he ascended into the shades of night.

Draco had spent one long year tracking his father, knowing outcome should he fail. In the end, he finally found him. He knew the evil lived within him, but with Roslyn, he could control it. Only with her could he survive.

(Soundtrack : Bring me to Life)

how can you see into my eyes like open doors

leading you down into my core

where I've become so numb without a soul my spirit sleeping somewhere cold

until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up)

bid my blood to run

(I can't wake up)

before I come undone

(Save me)

save me from the nothing I've become

now that I know what I'm without

you can't just leave me

breathe into me and make me real

bring me to life

frozen inside without your touch without your love darling only you are the life among the dead

all this time I can't believe I couldn't see

kept in the dark but you were there in front of me

I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems

got to open my eyes to everything

without a thought without a voice without a soul

don't let me die here

there must be something more

bring me to life

Draco apparated into he great hall of his Paris flat. He glanced around, noticing the fire crackling and things he had never seen before. The water dripped, seeping into the inlaid wood floor from his clothes. He wore a black, collared shirt, and dress pants, all of which were stained with blood, his cloak thick and heavy. He noticed a cool breeze on his neck as he saw the french patio doors open. Slowly, Draco walked to the balcony doors…

The cool air that blew through her hair touched his skin. She faced the sky looking into the stars as if they held a secret, unaware what she sought desperately was so near…

Draco felt the tension ease from his body as he took in her beauty. In his mind he called out to her…


There were several moments of silence as Draco watched her…

"Draco," she whisper aloud, the tears falling from her eyes.

He felt his heart wrench as he heard her cry softly.

"Don't cry," Draco spoke quietly.

Roslyn's heart skipped a beat as she stopped breathing. Scared her mind was playing tricks on her, Roslyn slowly turned around, cradling her son in her arms.

Draco stared in disbelief at the child in her arms…

"I thought…" Draco muttered, seeing the child he had only seen in the vision.

Roslyn's eyes glistened in the moonlight as she set eyes on the man she so despearely needed. She opened her mouth to speak, but found no words to say. She saw the blood and his wet bangs clinging to his forehead… and his silver eyes looking to his son.

Roslyn went to him and gently rested her forehead on his chest, "I've waited for you for so long," she whispered "You don't even feel real."

"I'm sorry Roslyn… I'm sorry for not being there for you, I didn't know…but I had to," Draco said quietly.

Roslyn looked into his eyes and moved away into the flat. She gently put their son in his cradle, turning to see Draco watching her. She looked deep into his eyes, missing everything about him as she softly pressed her lips to his. Draco took her waist and pulled her close to him as he kissed her for the first time in so long. She shuddered at his touch, desiring it for too long. She took off his wet clothes and put her hands on his skin… feeling his heart beat to make sure it wasn't a dream… Draco wasted no time in removing her clothes. He ran his fingers through her hair, kissing her passionately, touching her everywhere…

Draco made love to her that night as if it were their last day on earth… their child asleep safely in his crib. They were truly happy a world away from the harsh reality that once dominated their life.

A.N./ I hope the story was worth your time, thank you for reading it! Please review and let me know what you think! If I think there is enough interest I may have a sequel in mind! Leave a review!!!

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