A/N-This is my first H/D fic so be brutal and honest.This chapter is kind of short but the rest will be longer dont worry.This is more like a prologue.Anyways.Review and enjoy.

Their was no point in getting up to go look for him. Harry knew exactly where he was. And a part of him hated him for it and the other part just couldn't help but still love him, want him, need him.

As he sat in the room of requirement he looked around. Walls covered in pictures of them. Walls which had witnessed so many memories. Harry quickly pulled out his wand yelling at one of the pictures so it flew off the crimson wall. The rest disappeared as he did so. The memories at first that he never wanted to forget like he wanted so many others were now with the rest of them waiting in the delete folder until he could rid them of his mind. His mind told him to just hit delete, get rid of them for good…but his heart screamed never let go. Wrenched in two he was left to nothing but sitting on the leather loveseat and flashing back.

It was mid October…Harry had just found himself and Ron cradling the crying Hermione who had just had another horrid encounter with Malfoy. After they had calmed her down a bit Harry ran up to his room grabbed his cloak and then set off to find Draco. Storming down to where he knew the Slytherin corridor was, pulling the cloak over him he leaned against the wall waiting for that bastard to show his face. He was only standing there a good ten minutes when Draco approached the portrait hole, thankfully he was alone. Snatching him from under the cloak he started to drag him to an empty classroom. Ignoring Malfoy's screams about the unseen force pulling him as he went.

When he finally pushed him into the classroom Harry removed his cloak.

"Fuck you Malfoy!" he screamed pulling out his wand and looking the blonde up and down as he got up off the floor.

"Oh its just you Potter…listen I'd love to play this little game with you but I cant…"Draco said as he moved to walk towards the door avoiding eye contact with Harry.

"Oh and why not Malfoy, you know fighting doesn't have to work around your schedule." Harry said rolling his eyes and stepping in front of him. Draco just sighed and looked up to meet Harry's eyes

"Listen one I don't even know what this is about and second I'm going to bed." He said sternly

"Like hell you are…why do you always have to start with me or my friends? Your such an attention whore sometimes. Why do you persist to only pick on my friends and me!" He screamed right in Draco's face. That's when it happened, he felt Draco's lips crash firmly again his own.

"That's why." He said reluctantly pulling away.

That's how it all started, it was a long hard road after that but Harry had thought it'd get better. Yet he was moping while Draco was out there with her. He promised he'd leave her long ago.

Draco was an hour late now and Harry was beginning to ask himself how long he was gonna wait. His head said five more minutes. His heart said forever. Standing up he walked over to the fire and stood in front of it watching the flames dance. Not bothering to turn around when he heard the door open and then close. As he felt two arms slowly wrap around his waist from behind he pulled away.

"Your late." Harry said, he could smell her on him and it was nauseating. He sat back down fighting off tears.

"Harry don't do this…"Draco said rubbing his temples and sitting down "It's been a long night…"