Prologue: Year 6

Harry was alone in the Room of Requirement. Ginny had just broken up with him. Feeling as though he had fallen into an abyss, Harry sobbed uncontrollably.

Flashback:

"I can't do this anymore," Ginny said, shaking her head.

"What?", Harry said, shocked. Harry had thought something was wrong, but dismissed it as ridiculous.

"Look, Harry. I can't be with you anymore. I love someone else."

"Who?", Harry was beginning to shake.

"Blaise Zabini."

Harry stepped back, aghast. Blaise acted as though he hated the world. But then, every time Ginny entered the Great Hall, his eyes did linger, Harry thought. But there was no way. The night before, she told Harry that she loved him.

Harry shook his head, trying to clear his mind. Ginny, looking sad, walked up to her dormitory. Hermione, who had saw the whole ordeal, walked over to Harry. Looking down, she saw those vibrant green eyes filling with tears.

"Harry, are you alright?", she asked, not quite sure of what to do.

Harry shook his head again, this time in response to Hermione. Mumbling, "I'll be back," he ran out of the common room.

End of Flashback.

Harry had been in the Room of Requirement for about a hour. He was starting to think everyone was turning on him. Cho, Ginny, and he was starting to think Ron and Hermione. Every time he walked in the Grffyindor common room, they would quickly separate, often blushing.

And, weirdly enough, Draco Malfoy's behavior was changing towards him. That morning, as Harry was walking into the Great Hall with Ron and Hermione bickering beside him, Harry noticed Draco watching him. Draco, noticing that he had been caught watching Harry, turned away, blushing.

Harry was sobbing so hard he didn't hear the open. Draco, standing in the doorway, paused, unsure of what to do. He had over heard Hermione tell Ron what happened while he was studying in the library. Draco felt as though he should try and talk to Harry. As a lucky guess, Draco went to the Room of Requirement, thinking, I need to find Harry Potter.

Seeing a door, Draco started to open the door. Hearing Harry's sobs, Draco paused. Why had he come? A little voice in the back of his mind told him, Face it Draco. Your care about him.

"Harry?", Draco called out softly. Draco was worried. Harry had been in the of there year during O.W.L.'s. in Defense Against the Dark Arts. "Harry?"

Harry jerked his head up. He was surprised, and slightly annoyed, that Draco was here. Why on earth was he here?

"Harry are you alright?" Draco asked, still worried that Harry will jinx him.

Thinking about what happened to him, Harry started to wail, throwing himself in Draco's arms. Draco hugged him to his chest, instinctively, knowing that's what Harry needed.

Both became aware of being in the others arms and the fact that the door was opening. Ginny was in the doorway. Harry and Draco looked at each other, eyes wide, while any emotion that was on Ginny's face was replaced with shock. Before Ginny had time to ask what was happening, Draco rushed out of the room, leaving Harry behind, with longing in his eyes and wishing he could be with Draco.

The tension in the room was evident. Ginny left, a sigh escaping, knowing any chance of getting back with Harry was gone.

The next few weeks were uncomfortable for both Harry and Draco. Trying to avoid each other was nearly impossible. It seemed as though no matter how hard they tried, Harry and Draco ran into each other all the time.

Finally, one day in Potions, while Harry and Draco were working together, Draco thought, Enough is enough, as he slipped a note in Harry's potion book.

Later, in the Gryfinndor common room, Harry opened his potion book and saw the note. It read:

Harry,

Meet the Trophy Room midnight. Come alone.

Draco

Harry looked at his watch. It was 11:30. running up to the dormitory, were Ron, Neville, Seamus, and Dean were fast asleep, Harry grabbed his Invisibility Cloak, with suspicion, excitement, and nervousness attacking him.

Harry, deciding to go, left the Gryfinndor common room, sneaking to the Trophy Room. Seeing Draco was already there, harry took of his cloak.

"Draco," Harry called softly.

Draco jerked around, surprised to see Harry there.

"Wow, I didn't think you would come," Draco said.

"Yeah, I wasn't either," Harry said honestly.

Draco smiled at Harry, who smiled back.

"So what did you want?" Harry asked, unsure of what was going on.

Suddenly, Draco moved to embrace Harry. Moving back, Draco looked at Harry, longing in both of their eyes. Then, out of nowhere, Harry leaned into kiss Draco.

When there lips met, it seemed as though the world has stopped. The perfection of the moment was unreal.

They broke apart, smiling at each other. They rested their foreheads together, just happy to be there.

"What are we doing?" Harry asked, still incurably happy.

"What should have been done a long time ago," Draco said. "Harry, go out with me?"

Harry smiled, nodded, then leaned in and kissed Draco again.

"You know, we can't tell anybody. They'll think were crazy," stated Harry.

Draco nodded. Harry pulled out a galleon and bewitched it.

"Here. After the War, hold this in you hand and Apparate. It will take you to were ever I am. And just in case your in Azkaban, which you won't be, it will even take you out of there.

Hey! First FanFic! reviews and help would be great. im gonna get chapter 1 up ASAP!