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Summary: Harry knows the pain of unreturned love, but the only way he could deal with itwas to forget about the emotion completly. It has gotten to a point where you would think he is a block of ice, only the emotion love is trying to breeak through his barreirs. Bit by bit, the brick wall he built around himself is falling to peices, and its killing him to allow it to all fall down.

A/N I was in a very bad mood when I wrote this, so give me a review if your interested in reading the next chapter cause it's already written.. but I'm to lazy to post mwhahah. This is the profuct of Sleeping in a bad mood o.O enjoy reading :P

It had come to a point in Harry's life sometime during his seventh year that he learned how much unreturned love really did hurt. After Voldemort was killed successfully for the first time, Draco Malfoy had shown full support for the 'light side.'

Harry at first had felt strange around Draco, not knowing why suddenly he could talk to Draco about things he'd never told anyone else. Malfoy even learned that Harry wasn't as straight as everyone thought he was before Ron or Hermione did.

Draco had never returned that love, though. While he himself was gay as well, he had never seen Harry as more then a friend. He had known that if he and Harry had gotten together, they would lose something really important, and understanding.

Harry had wanted to try, but Draco kept saying no, they shouldn't date one another. Eventually Harry gave up, and when Draco started to date Blaise Zabini their friendship that had been hard earned fell apart right before graduation. Only Draco hadn't known that it had.

Harry never told anyone, and his hate and resentment for Draco grew each day until he found the only way he would get over the blonde bastard was if he forgot about love. He started to shun anything that was about relationships after graduation, refusing to let anyone past a thorny entrance unless they were Ron or Hermione.

Harry knew Draco left to go abroad and study different wizard cultures around the world, but he soon forgot that when Draco's absence hurt him too much. He hadn't been able to let Draco and Blaise be alone easily, so to smile and wave as Draco left for Egypt had been hell on earth for Harry.

Time chilled Harry's heart though, making him forget anyone who didn't spend time with him at that very moment. He only remembered Hermione and Ron, mainly because they had been his friends for so long. Any new friends who came along found themselves faced with untrusting green eyes.

It was not easy, but there were some who made the effort to keep Harry as a friend and Harry found he held those close to him, making sure they never left. Harry didn't tell anyone how he felt inside, though, and no one knew that each day Harry hated a little more, grew a little more icy, and that there was no flame to thaw him for he had snuffed that flame out long ago.

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