A/N This, is the last chapter of Silence the Past. I'd like to take this moment to say thank you all so much for reading. I've never had a better audience and I owe you everything! I hope it ends the way you want it to… (ahem, also, I hasten to add (again) that this is why my story is rated 'M') Thanks to reviewers:

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For Good

I've heard it said,

That people come into our lives for a reason,

Bringing something we must learn.

And we are led to those,

Who help us most to grow,

If we let them, and we help them in return.

Now I don't know if I believe that's true,

But I know I'm who I am today

Because I knew you.

Like a comet pulled from orbit,

As it passes a sun.

Like stream that meets a boulder,

Halfway through the wood.

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?

But, because I knew you…

I have been changed for good.

Harry stood and watched him pace around the small tent, running his hand through his hair frustratedly. He didn't know if he could stand to watch it anymore. Draco, clearly aggravated for a reason Harry didn't know. But then again, perhaps it was the fact that Harry had just saved his life after not talking to him for two months…

Harry sighed to himself as he realised that the purpose he had thought of while walking here was perhaps not as close as it had seemed.

And then, Draco stopped pacing abruptly and turned to look at him, tears in his eyes.

"I thought you hated me," He whispered.

Harry could not think of a reply. He thought he hated Draco too, and shocked himself when the time came to make a split second decision and he chose to save Draco's life rather than his fiancée's.

"You haven't spoken to me for two months…" Draco went on, making Harry feel worse, "And then you save my life…"

Harry gulped and felt a large lump go down his throat – he was evidently holding back tears that he hadn't noticed.

"I didn't realise how scared I was of losing you until it actually happened… And then I was too scared to find you again…" Harry whispered hoarsely.

"You know where I live…" Draco said incredulously.

"I know, but I mean I thought you would have hated me after I just left you there in the hospital…"

"I could never hate you Harry!" Draco exclaimed somewhat disbelievingly, "You had your reasons for leaving me there alone, and I understood… What I had done was unforgiveable, and…"

But Harry interrupted, "But that's just it," He said, "It was unforgiveable, but here I am in your tent not cursing you or even shouting at you. For a reason I don't know, I've forgiven you…"

Draco stared at him for a moment and then said quietly, "You don't have to say that just because you saved my life. You don't have to pretend that everything's alright…"

"I'm not pretending," Harry answered quickly. And then suddenly, his feet carried him quickly to Draco, and he stood there mere inches away from his face, looking into those sullen grey eyes that had effected him so much throughout this year… Those grey eyes which could capture him and not let him go…

Draco seemed too stunned to say anything as Harry raised his arm and pushed back his blonde hair from his eyes, so Harry whispered, "Do you remember what you told me at St. Mungo's?"

And there it was: a devilish and yet delicious smirk appeared abruptly on Draco's face and he answered, "I remember."

Harry's tongue automatically flicked his lips before he asked, "Do you still want it?"

The smirk stuck on Draco's lips as he replied, "Potter," making Harry squirm with pleasure for some unexplainable reason, "I've never once stopped wanting it since I saw my dead body roll out of a bag."

Harry smirked back, and suddenly he felt something change inside of him. Whatever it was that had been missing for the past few months had returned, and he felt older again. Draco was the only person who could do that to him.

And then, finally, he slipped his hands under Draco's shirt and leaned in. His eyes flickered closed, and he suddenly felt Draco's hips thrust into his, feeling something else that had been missing for months as well. Harry thrust back and heard Draco let out a whimper just before their lips were to touch…

"Harry!"

The sudden noise shocked Harry so much that his legs turned to jelly and he almost fell over, and he span around so quickly that his head felt dizzy.

"Get out," He said firmly to Hermione who was standing, dripping, at the doorway to the tent. Harry looked outside and saw that it had begun to rain.

"I can't believe you," She said, ignoring Harry's warning, "You first let Ginny fall – she could have died – and then you don't even stop to try and make it up!"

"Get out," Harry repeated, disregarding her words.

But Hermione went on. "I've been looking for you for half an hour! It's not only Ginny; it's the fact that you're head auror as well! You should be out there helping to get people out of the stadium!"

"Get out, Hermione, don't make me tell you again!" Harry shouted this time.

"Don't talk to me like that!" Hermione yelled back. "There's still time, Harry, for you to fix things! Just get out of his tent and come and talk to Ginny! Before you do something you regret!"

"I don't want to fix things, Hermione!" Harry bellowed, and he actually heard Draco take a small step back behind him. "Don't you get it? It's over! For months she's been telling me what to do! Making my life complete hell! I haven't wanted to have sex with her almost every night like she's made me! It's driven me insane and I can't stand it! You, of all people, know what love is, and I love Draco! Not Ginny! And I don't care if I'm breaking her heart! She deserves everything she's getting! People were dying in that stadium, and she told me to just leave Draco and get out with her. She's selfish, Hermione, and if you can't see that then the whole world is doomed!"

Silence filled the tent as Hermione stood and stared at him with her mouth gawping open. Harry took deep breaths, but his breathing was slow and steady. After a minute of eye to eye staring, Harry said calmly, "Now, please…"

"I'm sorry," Hermione whispered suddenly. "I never knew how Ginny was with you and… Well, I'm glad you've found love…"

Harry appreciated her efforts to be kind, but they weren't doing any good, so he whispered one more time, "Please, get out."

Hermione nodded her head slowly and turned to leave.

Harry turned back to Draco who had tears in his eyes again.

"You love me?" He whispered.

Harry's face broke into a warm smile and he walked towards Draco to hug him. "Yes," He replied confidently.

"I knew you did. I love you too," Draco said.

Harry smiled and took his hand. He held it softly and pulled Draco back towards him gently. He then leaned in again, but Draco took an uncertain step back.

"Harry…" He said, and Harry had to suppress a frustrated growl.

"Yes?" He said, biting back his swears of frustration. And then, a gust of strange wind erupted from him and a chair fell over at the other end of the tent.

Draco raised an eyebrow when he looked at him and fixed an I-know-what-you-want smile onto his face as said, "I've had sex too, you know, since you left me at St Mungo's. I just didn't want to go into this without honesty – this time…"

Harry felt very calm again when he smiled and said, "I figured you would have. You are Draco Malfoy after all."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Draco smiled.

"It means you've done more than sleep on sofas…"

Draco's expression furrowed for a moment until he remembered, and then, at last, he moved forward quickly, and their lips joined for a second before their mouths opened and their tongues danced together in a flurry of meaningful passion.

And just to clear the air,

I ask forgiveness for the things I've done you blame me for…

But then I guess, we know there's blame to share…

And none of it seems to matter anymore.

This was what Harry had been missing. His chest suddenly felt one hundred degrees hotter, as did his cock, and he worked hard to try and drink in every feeling that was rushing through him.

And then, as they kissed and stripped each other as Draco led them to the bed, Harry told himself in his head that this was it now. There would be no more lies or 'hatred', because this was where he belonged – whether it be in a tent amongst crowds of people, or in a bed at Malfoy Manor, Harry knew that he belonged with Draco, belonged to Draco.

The two fell in a heap on the bed, naked bodies getting hotter each second against each others skin, and as they pressed against each others bodies, touched all the right places and licked everywhere they could reach teasingly, Harry watched with half his mind the condensation quickly building up from the rain outside and he sheer heat in the tent, mirroring the beads of sweat that began to form on both his and Draco's faces and bodies.

Draco's lips surprised him again when his eyes were closed and kissed him fiercely, his tongue lashing around inside his mouth. And Harry fell into a black oblivion, knowing nothing but Draco, and his mind didn't even cross anything else.

That was, however, until his eyes opened quickly and he almost choked on Draco's tongue as something entered him abruptly. He started to breathe quicker and saw Draco with a faint smirk on his face – although his eyes were closed – evidently enjoying Harry's squirming as he pushed more fingers into his body. Harry had never felt this sensation before, the situation had always been in reverse, and so when Draco finally reached the spot Harry had been longing for, he gasped out perhaps louder than he should have.

But Draco wasted no time in removing his hand and replacing it with his hardened cock, which Harry did not think would be so painful.

He called out loudly, his back arching away from the bed and his head pressing into the mattress. Every time Draco moved, albeit slowly and gently, Harry felt a stab of annoyingly pleasurable pain shoot through him. His hands gripped onto the sheets of the bed, but nothing seemed to be enough. They then reached automatically up onto Draco's back and pulled at his silvery pale skin. This must have done something to Draco, because as soon as Harry did it, he started to thrust harder and quicker into him.

Harry hadn't noticed, but Draco's hand was pumping Harry's own length with the same speed and intensity as he was moving, and all too soon Harry gasped a little when he released into Draco's hand. But still, it was hardly anything compared to what Draco was doing. Harry didn't know how long it would go on for, but he hoped it would never stop. And Draco seemed to keep going for minutes that seemed like hours – Harry didn't know how he was doing it until…

He felt the strangest feeling inside of himself, and then before he knew it Draco was lying next to him, panting just as much as Harry.

For many minutes they lay there in silence, Harry really not knowing what to say after such an experience. It was strange that Draco could make him feel his actual age at times, and then at others he actually felt quite young, and like he had entered a period where everything sexual was new to him. But perhaps Draco felt that way too. After all, he had never been gay either.

After such a long time that Harry wasn't sure whether it was still day outside, he licked his lips to begin to talk, but Draco spoke one moment before him, as if he could read his mind.

"I've missed you," He whispered.

Harry smirked, "I've missed you too."

Another few minutes went by in silence, and then Draco said, in his usual sarcastic voice, "What would you like to do now?"

Harry turned his head to look at him and smiled cheekily. "I don't know," He replied.

Draco smirked, "We could always go for a shower…"

Harry laughed, "In a tent?"

Draco raised his eyebrows, "Harry, surely you know by now that my family could only ever afford the best. Whether it was jewels or tents."

Before Harry could reply, Draco had stood up and held out his hand. Harry slowly stretched out his arm to take it, but as he did the two of them froze.

"You can't expect me to do nothing!"

At the sound of Ginny's voice flowing through the thin fabric of the tent walls, Draco dropped Harry's hand and walked away from him into another room.

"Draco…" Harry said, but then he heard it again.

"Shush!" Ginny said quickly, "Did you hear that? This is the right tent, Hermione, you lied to me!"

Harry heard Hermione sigh exasperatedly and say, "Ginny, I just think you should leave it, he's made up his mind!"

"But how do you know that? I mean, how do you really know that he's absolutely sure?"

A pause and Harry wondered what was going on. He looked around to see that Draco had come back in, a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Go back to her, if that's what you really want!" Draco snapped. "If all you came here for was a good shag then you got it, so now you can leave!"

"Don't be stupid," Harry said, getting up and pulling a sheet from the bed around himself as he walked over to Draco. "I know Hermione, she'll see reason – if she hasn't already. And besides," He added, lowering his voice, "It wasn't just one good shag I was after."

He could tell that Draco struggled to hide it at first, but then a smirk appeared on his face and he dropped the towel.

"Ginny," Hermione suddenly said outside, "I know love. And it was right there, on both of their faces. Harry's mind is made up."

Harry raised an eyebrow at Draco, who had stopped to listen, but who was now wrapping the sheet that was around Harry around himself too, so it seemed almost like they were joined together.

"At least leave it until the morning," Hermione reasoned after she got no reply from Ginny – who Harry guessed was crying.

"But…"

"Come on, they need to be together tonight. Alone."

A voice which Harry never thought he was going to hear on this occasion spoke and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Ron!" Ginny squealed.

"Let it be, Ginny," Ron said, "He's obviously found what he's looking for…"

Harry stared, wide-eyed, at the entrance to the tent, where he was certain Ron, Hermione and Ginny were standing, but a finger touched his chin, and his head automatically looked back to Draco, who was smirking at him.

Draco moved his head so that his lips were only a centimetre away from Harry's and muttered, "See? I told you you had friends."

Harry smiled, "That's rich…"

And then they were joined together again as their tongues spread throughout each others mouths. Harry had almost forgotten that he was trying to listen to the conversation of outside until he heard:

"Come on, Ginny, let's go and get some sleep."

"It's starting to rain again, you don't want to stand here all night getting wet, do you?"

And then he heard the faintest sounds of footsteps dying away.

Draco then started to walk slowly as they kissed, and before Harry opened his eyes he could have sworn he heard rain hammering down again onto the roof of the tent. But then Draco pulled away and Harry found himself in a small bathroom type room, and in the corner was a shower producing more steam than anything else.

Harry smirked and looked sideways at Draco, who grinned cheekily back.

Nothing was said as they dropped the sheet which had been holding them together and they stepped into the shower together. And from then on, Harry thought of nothing but Draco. His wet hair falling slightly over his eyes, his pale skin shining from the water running down it, and the ignorantly blissful feeling of equal love that had finally come to be known between them.

Like a comet pulled from orbit,

As it passes a sun.

Like stream that meets a boulder,

Halfway through the wood.

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?

I do believe I have been changed for the better.

And because I knew you…

Because I knew you…

Because I knew you…

I have been changed for good.


A/N So everyone, that's it. Before I forget I have to say I DO NO OWN THESE LYRICS! They belong to with people who did the Wicked soundtrack. Anyway….

Thank you all so much again for reading this fic. I hope it turned out the way you wanted it to! And I am going to start a new fic within the next 2/3 weeks, so keep an eye open for me again!! This truly has been my favourite story I've ever written, and I'm pretty sure its because I had amazing reviewers, so THANK YOU! If any of you want to talk to me (ok, I'm getting a bit big headed now?) then just send me a message! Would be awesome! Thanks AGAIN! love you ALL!!

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