Note: Okay, so I know Draco and Harry wouldn't be living together, and if they did it would most definitely not be Grimmauld Place; but I wrote this quickly and didn't really develop the idea, I just wanted to write it. Also it's just FanFiction, and you can make up what you like right? Enjoy:)
As he lay in bed next to Ginny, Harry Potter couldn't help thinking of the person he truly loved.
He couldn't stand it any longer; and he clambered out of bed, quietly throwing his clothes on so as not to wake Ginny.
She had too many sleepless nights because of his restlessness.
He tip-toed to the door and padded down the corridor, heading down into the kitchen of number 12 Grimmauld Place.
Sure enough, he was there.
It was weird sharing a house with him, but Harry couldn't deny he liked it.
"Why're you wearing clothes Potter?"
Draco smirked, walking towards Harry and taking him into his arms.
Harry could feel Draco's hot breath on his cheek, his firm, warm body against him.
He wanted him so badly.
Harry didn't answer, and Draco leaned in for a kiss.
Centimetres away from touching lips with Malfoy, Draco broke away.
"I can't Malfoy; I have Ginny, and Ron! What would Hermione-"
Harry babbled, but Draco stopped him by pressing their lips together.
With regret, Harry pulled away again; this time he walked towards the door.
"No Draco! Please don't do this to me! I have a fiancé now and…"
Harry couldn't finish he broke down in tears, and Draco took him in his arms to comfort him.
"I know Potter, I know. I have Astoria too, and I love her. But she's not you."
Draco told him, running his fingers through the messy black hair that he loved so much.
"I love you Draco."
Harry sobbed.
"I know."
Draco replied, smiling wanly.
"Always have, always will."
Harry had to clench his teeth to stop himself from bursting into hysterical crying, though tears streamed down his cheeks.
"I know Potter."
Draco said again.
His words were simple but comforting, and Harry hated how Draco knew exactly what to say to him, knew him better than anyone.
"Merlin this is hard Malfoy!"
Harry said, frustrated.
"I love you too Harry, more than anyone else. I'll always want to be with you. But I suppose we all know it doesn't do to dwell on dreams."
At this point, Draco also begun to cry.
"I'd better get back to Ginny."
Harry mumbled weakly, reluctantly pulling himself from Draco's grasp and heading for the door.
"And me to Astoria, she wakes easily and she might notice I'm gone."
Draco stuttered sadly, giving Harry one last kiss before heading upstairs.
When he was gone, Harry collapsed on the kitchen floor in his dressing gown; and wept.