Chapter 1: Fluttering Heart

Ever since they first met at Madam Malkin's shop before their first year he didn't realize it at the time but he actually liked the deep color of Harry's eyes. Draco would never admit that little bit of information out loud to anyone. Saying that he the prince of Slytherin house was actually into men, but to admit that the one he set his sights on was none other than Harry Potter his rival.

If everything goes well…then I get what I've wanted for the last four years, all to myself for at least an hour. After that he'll never want to let go of me. Draco thought entering Honeydukes and looking at the different chocolates till he came across the one he was looking for. Reaching for the chocolate he felt someone else's hand brush against his. The soft skin sent a tingle up Draco's spine. Looking up his gaze met with the one boy who actually made him want to admit that he, Draco Malfoy, was indeed gay.

Harry ignored his rival and grabbed the last bar of double rich Honeydukes chocolate that was in the basket. Walking to the counter he paid for it and walked out of the shop with his friends.

Draco watched the golden boy of Hogwarts as he walked past the large window eating the chocolate bar and licking a bit off his lips. Seeing that made Draco's mouth go dry instantly. The mental image of Harry covered in chocolate and moaning was enough to drive the blonde insane.

I have to have him, even for a moment… Draco thought as he straightened his robes and walked out of the sweet shop with a dignified air about him. Heading up the street he kept his distance from the boy who lived.

Finishing his chocolate bar Harry threw the wrapper away and headed for the Three Broomsticks pub with his friends. He had no idea that he was being followed by his rival and soon to be secret admirer.

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By the next morning life at Hogwarts was back to the norm, students began to bustle around the castle.

In the Great Hall the bewitched ceiling showed white clouds and blue skies for the moment. Being autumn the weather could change at any moment.

Harry took a seat and looked up as the owl post arrived. Letting out a soft sigh that Hedwig wasn't there, instead a beautiful owl landed before him holding a gold envelope in its beak. Harry's name scrolled across the front in an elegant handwriting. Taking the envelope from the owl Harry opened it carefully and pulled out the folded letter and unfolded it to see the letter written in emerald green ink.



Harry

This is the first time I have decided to write to you and hopefully not the last, I've watched you from a far but after so long I couldn't bear to let you not know of my feelings for you. During Quidditch I watch you so closely, the way you glide through the air like you are one with the sky. How you smile when you have won. When you lose, I want to hold you close and tell you that you don't have to win to impress me.

Your Secret Admirer

Letting his breath escape his lips Harry folded the note and ran down to potions to be on time. When he entered the room Snape was all ready telling the class about the potion the students would be brewing.

"Mr. Potter, how kind of you to grace us with your presence, not that it would do any good for you to just stand there and bask in all your glory." Snape said as a few snickers floated from the Slytherins.

With his face burning red Harry put his bag down and took his seat between Ron and Hermione. Making sure that the potion master wasn't looking Harry handed the note over to Hermione.

"Professor, Potter is passing love notes" Blaise called out from his seat next to Draco.

Snape spun around quickly and swooped over to the Gryffindor trio and grabbed the note out of Hermione's hands and read it over as he grabbed Harry by the shoulder and pulled him to his feet. Leading the golden boy up to the front of the room Snape pushed the letter into Harry's hands. "Read it out loud Potter" Snape said backing away from the boy who lived.

Harry felt his face go a deeper red as he kept his eyes glued to the letter.

"This…This is the first time I have decided to write to you and hopefully not the last, I've watched you from a far but after so long I couldn't bear to let you not know of my feelings for you. During Quidditch I watch you so closely, the way you glide through the air like you are one with the sky. How you smile when you have won. When you lose, I want to hold you close and tell you that you don't have to win to impress me." When Harry finished reading the Slytherins roared with laughter.

Draco laughed along with the others to keep up his façade, inside his heart went out to Harry for having to read a private letter in front of the whole class, the blonde knew he was going to have to do something to Balise subtly for ratting Harry out .



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When the class ended an hour later Harry slipped out of the class room to avoid the jeers from the Slytherins who were following behind him and making comments.

"Come on Potter tell us who wrote the letter, unless you're so desperate for attention you wrote it to yourself" Balise called after Harry. Beside him Nott was fighting to stand up as he tried to control his laughter.

Harry growled softly and took off quickly up the marble staircase to get away from the comments.

I can't believe Snape actually made me do that, in a matter of minutes everyone in the school is going to know about it.Harry thought as he walked up another flight of stairs. Entering a very bare hall Harry walked down it to find a place to hide from the school. Stopping to rest Harry leaned against the wall when he started to fall back till he landed hard on a dust covered rug.

"What the hell is this?" he asked no in particular as the wall covered the entrance up again. Harry pulled out his wand "Lumos" the faint glow of his wand gave him enough light to see where he was going.

The passage way was filled with twists and turns till it opened up into a small room. The air in the room was heavy with a musty smell; cobwebs spanned the empty shelves of the bookcase in the corner. Finding some old stubs of candles Harry lit them with his wand and sat down on a very old dusty couch.

"At least I'm away from the taunts of the school" Harry said softly as he pulled the letter out once more to read it to himself. "Who could have sent this to me?"Harry asked himself as he looked over the letter closely for any clues as to who wrote him the letter.

All I know is that she likes to watch me play Quidditch… could she be on a team as well? Maybe it's Cho… Harry thought a smile gracing his lips.

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By dinner the entire school had heard of what happened. Rumors of who sent the letter spread like wildfire. Some first years came up with the idea that Snape had sent the letter to torture Harry even more.

Draco had a few good laughs at some of the ideas since no one was close enough to guess that he had been the one who sent the letter.

None of these idiots even thought I would be the one to send Potter that letter… speaking of Potter I haven't seen him in the halls since potions this morning. Draco thought as he pushed the food on his plate around.