"Harry?" Draco rushed up by the Gryffindor's side.
"What do you want Malfoy?"
"Could we talk for a moment? Alone?"
Harry was surprised, but agreed. The two walked over to the magic garden and sat by the lake.
"Well? What is it? I've got things to do you know, so make it quick please."
"Yeah, um. I wanted to ask you something very important."
"Well? I'm listening?"
"You see, I know I haven't made the greatest choices in my life before, and I know we haven't gotten along very well. But for the past three years, I have really noticed myself feeling somewhat attracted to you. I know it sounds stupid, as we are so different and it seems like a no chance, but I really like you. I just thought I'd let you know. I don't care whether you reject me or not, but please don't tell anyone about this."
Harry sat in shock, staring at the still water and the silver moonlight dancing over it's surface. He swallowed hard. He didn't know someone like Draco would be able to love him, or love at all really. But he really couldn't forgive him for everything he has done in the past, and he didn't even like him that way if any at all.
He nodded slowly and avoiding eye contact, stood up and slowly left without saying a word. Draco was heartbroken. If Harry did that, he rejected him. Definitely. There was no other explanation for his reaction.
Draco looked at the still water, twirling a small stone in his fingers. He felt tears dwell up in his eyes, making his vision go blurry. He hated Harry for rejecting him like that.
He felt tears stream down his cheeks as he recalled how Harry just got up and left, not saying him anything. Not goodnight, not sorry, not I like you too, nothing. The empty silence shattered his heart.
He hurled the stone into the still water with great force, shouting out a great amount of air, cracking the soft muttering around other students. The garden fell silent and all eyes were on him.
Draco turned around and eyed the crowd. "What are you lot staring at? Can't one suffer a heartbreak for once in his life?" He grumbled at the students, fiercely looking around for any speaker.
Others shook their heads in denial and went back to their chatting. Draco turned back to the water, and buried his face in his hands. He softly sobbed into his pale silky hands helplessly, tears rolling down his wrist and into his sleeve.
His sobs died away and were turning to soft hiccups when he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. He tried to stop the hiccups, as he turned around to have his silver-blue eyes face shiny emerald.
Harry gave him a sorry smile, and knelt down next to him. He didn't move the hand from his shoulder, and gently caressed Draco's cheek with his soft thumb. The silence stretched for a few minutes as Harry kept caressing his cheek and smiling at the blonde, calming him down.
As the hiccups faded away, Draco wiped his red eyes on his sleeve and turned away from Harry. He knew the boy saw his disappointment and he was embarrassed. Harry cleared his throat and looked for his words.
"Draco. I'm sorry, I just really don't think we could ever be together and live happily ever after at the same time. I just don't think that is possible."
" I know! You don't have to shove it in my face!" Draco shouted at him, turning his way. Harry could see the pain in his expression, as his eyes were full of hurt and rejection, his face stained in wet tracks of tears.
"Shh. Draco, please keep your voice down if you still want this to stay between the two of us." Harsh squeezed his shoulder reassuringly, shooting him a disapproving look, as all eyes were on them again.
Draco shook his head apologetically. "Sorry. Actually, no. I'm not sorry. I am finally trying to be nice here. I am spilling my heart out to you, trying to change for you, and you just reject me like that. You didn't even apologize or anything. You just silently walked away from me. I hate you!"
"Oh, do you really? I thought that just a few minutes ago you said you loved me. Am I wrong?"
"Yeah, I said it. But what does it matter? We are just not meant to be, are we? At least that's what you say. You don't want to be with me. I knew it. I knew that following the dark lord will take a lot from me, but I didn't know I would become such a total looser."
"You are not a looser Draco, although you could be more considerate of your actions."
"Hey! I spent at least a week preparing myself to come out to you!"
"Okay okay, calm down. And by the way, I never said I rejected you. Also, I thought you said you wouldn't care if I did."
Draco's gaze dropped down to his shoes, suddenly finding his black horse tail hair shoe laces a very interesting object to examine. He was now confused whether Harry actually liked him or not.
"What do you mean? Am I not a 'foul loathsome evil little cockroach' or what?"
"Those are Hermione's lines not mine. And I mean that I never said I didn't want to be with you. I didn't say no to your confession. Or, not yet at least."
Draco nodded understanding. He looked back at Harry, feeling more confident now than before.
"So, does that mean you like me?"
"Well, I don't deny I have developed a rather peculiar interest in you over the past two years."
"Does that mean... we could be together?" Draco looked into Harry's eyes hopefully, searching for the slightest hint of mercy and allowance.
"Well, we could take a shot." Harry said smirking, leaning in closer to Draco. The thumb that caressed his shoulder was now holding his chin, pulling him in.
The two boys closed their eyes and shuddered at the feeling of their lips touching in a head spinning kiss. Draco was unresponsive at first, but then he slowly started kissing back and they started making out.
Harry's tongue was seeking entrance into Draco's warm mouth, which the boy allowed after a moment or two of urging hesitation. Their tongues interwind, and soon enough Draco felt Harry's hand in his hair.
He wrapped his arms around the Gryffindor and deepened the kiss. Harry ran his fingers through the platinum hair, feeling every soft strand of it.
Soon enough, a group of students noticed them and started clapping slowly. Others caught up with the sight and soon enough everyone was clapping for the two boys. They slowly broke apart, only daring to open their eyes once they were a fist or two away from each other's faces.
Draco felt loved for the first time in his whole life. He was sure that if Harry would actually love him back, he would be the best to do so. But Draco was still not sure whether Harry was actually submitting into a relationship or just pushing his buttons and pulling his strings, smiling at him with a knife behind his back.
The two stood up and slowly started making their way back to the school dinner hall, when Draco slipped his hand into Harry's and the Gryffindor entangled their fingers. They stepped into the hall and were puzzled by one obstacle.
Which table to sit at? The two were from different houses and had to make a choice. If Draco wanted to make a change for Harry, he would have to sacrifice it all.
Harry slowly pulled him towards the Gryffindor table, reassuringly squeezing his hand. The Gryffindors were staring at them with interest, which made Draco really uncomfortable.
Draco snatched his hand away, pressing it to his side. He just wanted to go back to his own table and pretend that nothing every happened. Harry shook his head in disappointment, but understanding the other boy's position.
He reached out a welcoming, silent hand, offering Draco to take it. Draco stumbled for a while but then slowly reached out his hand and took hold of Harry's. Harry guided him towards his seat and let Draco sit down by an empty spot beside him.
"What is he doing here?" Ron asked with a mouthful of chicken, overlooking the shy Draco.
"For your information Ron, he is my boyfriend. He has every right to sit beside me." Harry snaked an arm around Draco's waist pulling him in closer to his side.
"What? Dean chocked out, the pumpkin juice almost squirting out through his nose.
"Damn right." Harry pressed a few kisses to Draco's ear lobe, almost sucking on it gently. That made the Slytherin blush hard, feeling uncomfortable. But he relaxed into the touch and smiled at the sudden tingle.
"O-kay?" Hermione put up with it, feeling happy for Draco who's face was finally shining with delight and love.
Draco kissed back at Harry, giving him a sweet kiss on the cheek. His eyes fell on the Slytherin table and his smile faded. The Slytherins were watching him with a deep look of envy and betrayal as they watched their prince leave his folk.
The smile returned to his face as Ron nudged him in the shoulder, becoming friendly and welcoming all of a sudden. "Hey mate, don't worry about it I think you will be better off here."
"I am not leaving my house, I am just sitting here. I know the Slytherins will find it unacceptable to let Harry sit with me at our table, so I will be sitting here."
"Nice choice. We'll get along pretty well." Everyone else at the table nodded, accepting Draco into heir circle of friendship. It felt nice to make so many friends so soon.
The dinner finished, and it was already curfew. Harry kissed Draco a long, sweet, goodnight kiss and sadly they parted, leaving to their dormitories.
Draco couldn't sleep. His heart was racing of excitement, as he felt loved. Finally, he had a chance to fix everything and maybe gain himself a sweet and precious boyfriend he wanted for so long.
He had a good grip, and now he just had to hang on and climb until he reached the top. At around 5am, he finally started dozing off to a peaceful sleep.