Warnings: The storyline is based on the film 'Eternal Sunshine on a Spotless Mind'.

HP/DM Woo-hoo somewhere in the story.

Lots of Angst, Drama and Tragedy, kiddies.

Fluff, Romance and Comedy are there too.

Harry/Draco; Hermione/Ron; Harry/Weaslet (Minor!!!); Pansy/Blaise and maybe others...

I eat reviwes, so feed me well

Are you ready?

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CHAPTER 1 - GET OUT OF MY MIND

"Ooh! Shut up already!"

His shout reverberated through the entire house. I think I heard the big mirror in the living room tinkling and the window glass shaking as if afraid of what was to come. But I can assure you that I was the most terrified of them all, especially when silence fell upon everything and Harry looked at me in a way I haven't seen since Hogwarts. Lately, we argued over and over about everything and absolutely nothing and that destroys me, for the only thing I want is love Harry and be loved by Harry without problems, arguments and jealousness. Yes, I know Harry loves me and all, but I can't help feeling sad every fucking time he's with that weaselet bitch. Maybe I misread his action and he doesn't love me any longer, I don't know anything anymore!

"Harry…?" I asked tentatively, but he ignored me and went on.

"How dare you to accuse me of cheating on you? With Ginny no less! For your information it is you who is fucking cheating on me!" I closed my eyes shut and gulped, pleading inwardly for him to stop, "I'm tired of you whining about everything, Draco. If I want to kill my boyfriend with kisses, you say I'm overreacting; if we don't spend that much time together, you say I'm cheating on you with Ginny! Make up your damn mind!"

That's not true. I've never cheated on him; I love him too much for doing something so vile like that. I might have been a little deceiving in the past but if he thinks I would cheat on him so easily then he doesn't know me at all, and I surely don't need someone like that by my side…

"You know what? I think I'd rather being fucked by that guy I met on the bar than being here discussing this with you. He's a lion in bed, you know?"

"And you're a whore! No, you're worse than that! At least whores do it for money. You just do it for…for… I don't know…for pissing me off?"

"No, Potter! I do it because I'm sick and tired of you and this stupid relationship and this stupid life!" Why do we keep saying things we don't want to when we're angry?

"Oh, you're 'sick and tired', aren't you? Ok, then why don't you run back to your parents' manor? I'm sure you would be happier then" Of course not; I can't live without you, Harry, but now I can't live with you either, "But… Hey, they hate their Gay-Harry-Potter-lover son. What a tragedy!"

"I'm sure that I would be ten times happier anywhere but here!"

"You think I care? The love I felt for you turned into hatred, Malfoy!" I think my heart shattered into tiny little pieces when he spitted what would be my death sentence… Now I can't move and I feel tears overflow my grey eyes. "But what am I doing? I should be packing my things."

And then, just like that, he runs to our bedroom and start packing his things up. I think that's when my body returned to normal mode, because my feet take me to him and I feel the tears that were threatening to fall on my cheeks.

"GO AWAY! GO!" Harry stares at me for brief moments, because it wasn't like me to scream like that, "I don't need you! I NEVER DID!"

I guess I'm babbling incoherent things. That's what I do when I'm really distressed. I gave up everything in my life for him, and now he repays me like this… He's packing up everything that belongs to him; I just hope he won't ever forget that I belong to him too. Clothes, personal objects, paper for his job as an auror, all goes to his baggage; ripping off our photos, destroying souvenirs, and I think I'm going mad with so many memories echoing in my mind… Memories that I would keep forever, not because I wanted to, but because I couldn't forget.

I'm aware I'm screaming "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! GET OUT OF MY LIFE!" when the door closes with such force that makes me think the big mirror in the living room fell and shattered, like me.

I just sit there, on the ground, near the door, wishing for the bell to ring and Harry entering and everything coming back to normal. But that doesn't happen and it won't happen, because this time I screwed everything up. I should know better than saying everything coming to my mind, but the truth is that I end up loosing control every time. I'm a fool, a fool in love; those are the greatest fools of all. I don't know what to do anymore, I just want to tell myself that Harry is gone for the best and believe it, but I can't.

If only I could forget the times I spent with him, like 'selective obliviation' or something like that!

"Get out of my mind…"

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