"What the hell am I doing here?" Was the last coherent thought that entered Harry Potter's mind before a great oak door opened and his sight was obscured by platinum blond. "Surreal, Surreal, Surreal." That was his only thought going through his mind before the oh so familiar

tap of a can brought him to his senses.

"Draco the boy has only just got here at least allow him to enter the door before you smother him." This was said in a baritone with an almost perfect mask on, but anyone who was just as good at hiding emotions wouldn't miss the slight quirk of his lips while the eldest Malfoy said this.

Draco stepped away from the brunette looking only slightly embarrassed.

"Sorry harry. I missed you." This last bit was said so softly that Harry had to strain his ears to hear it and Draco's father missed it altogether.

This time it was Harry that pulled Draco into an embrace. Lucius looked so bemused that when a house elf came to get Harry things it was so shocked by the slip of the famous mask it fainted in shock.

Some smelling salts later found the 3 unlikely companions sitting in a modest size sitting room and a house elf recovering from shock.

"I didn't think you would come." Draco spoke in a soft voice, ignoring the none too subtle look his father gave him for speaking about his feelings. Feelings did matter and this week he was going to show and tell Harry exactly how he felt. Even it it did kill him which was quite likely with both his father and Harry to contend with.

"Neither did I," Harry spoke softly, not because he didn't want to but because he too had been harbouring feelings for his teenage friend.. "But I'm glad I did."

Only his fathers hand on his shoulder stopped him embracing the boy...man beside him. It was true, over the 5 or so weeks from when he last saw him leaving platform 9 and ¾ his best friend had grown into a fine specimen male. His shoulders had broadened making his quidditch toned biceps stand out even more than usually. His usually wiry hair had a soft thick texture to it and although it was as unruly as ever the way it fell into his eyes gave him a sexy as hell look and to top it all off he had grown to at least 5ft11 from the 5ft5 he was the last time he saw him.

"Umm wonder where else he has grown..." Draco stopped that thought before it went any further and got out off hand.

While Draco was admiring just how much Harry has changed, Harry was doing the opposite and thanking the gods that Draco hadn't got any taller and was just as lithe and sexy (and fuck-a-ble) as he always was and probably always would be.

"Crap if I keep that line of though I won't be able to last a day here never mind a week..."

He snapped out of his reverie when the loud and sharp and cold voice of the father of the boy he was current admiring broke through:

"If you to could stop undressing each other with your eyes for a minute, would one of you like to tell me what the hell is going on."

Oh my god oh my god oh my god. What the hell was I doing staring at Harry like that. Am I insane. Well I must be if I thought my secret crush would stay secret for long. What with his father able to see through every move and gesture he made with or without his mask guarding. Fuck why did I throw myself at him am I that moronic?

"I'm waiting." I could tell by the annoyance in his tone that if he was made to wait a minute longer he would lose all composure completely.

"Well... umm ye Draco?" Wow so eloquent Potter.

"ok it started like:

Flashback

Malfoy was walking round the lake with his usual sneer fixed in place. To anyone who happened to be wandering the lake at that time of night they would all see a defiant familiar they all knew and hated but on the inside it was a completely different story. It was now nearing the end of the school year and barely a week before he had to return to the manor. He was worried that now his 5th year was over his father and his so called master will try to recruit him for the "greater good." He had no desire or intention of becoming a death eater. How could he, when from the moment he saw Harry at 11 yrs old he knew he was special and someone to be loved. All the fights were only a way to get close to him... Draco was brought out of his thoughts by something very solid but yet invisible...

a/n wow its done my first chapter of my first fan fic whoop whoop

planning on longer chapters in future!