Harry sat heavy-hearted on his usual seat at the gryffindor table. He wasn't really in the mood to eat right now, he knew better that to made his friends worry over him. Feeling a bit groggy because of lack of proper sleep for almost a month already. Unlike before, it wasn't because of some freaking nightmare, or horrid vision. It was because of a certain slytherin with platinum blond hair and beautiful silver grey eyes invading his dreams and was driving him mad because every single moment just felt so fucking real. his soft voice that lulled him to slumber, his tender touch that made his body relax, and his sweet kisses that made him drowned but still wanting craving for more. everything about him was freaking addictive, but it scared the hell out of him knowing that he can only have him in his dreams.

For so many years he tried so hard to hide what he truly perfectly played the role of being a constant school rival/enemy of the said blond, though he regret every single insult and hex he thrown on him. at times he kept asking himself of why of all people he had fallen badly for one Draco Malfoy. He thought he already get over with him when he started dating Seamus, they've been together for almost six months already, until last month, all of a sudden he was bombarded with all the suppressed emotion he felt towards the blond slytherin, and that's when all his odd dreams started as-well.

he was pulled from his thoughts when he felt soft kiss pressed on his cheeks. turning his head he found his irish boyfriend staring at him with that worried look in his eyes that he often seen this past weeks.

"Are you alright? You're a bit..." Seamus trailed off not knowing how to describe his boyfriend's current state.

"Um.. yeah. just a bit sleepy,'' Harry replied giving him a weak smile and started filling his plate.

''Another nightmare?''

''Yeah,'' he lied. ''but I'm fine really, nothing to worry about,'' he assured them.

It was better for them to think that way, than for them to know he was having an intimate dreams toward his sworn enemy. that would just create a big chaos. Ron would surely throw a fit. Hermione wouldn't stop lecturing him go wrong it is, and Seamus, he don't want to hurt him.

''So mate, aren't you really allowed to stay with us this summer?''

Harry just shook his head not noticing the exchange of meaningful glances of his friends as his thought was once again occupied. Why Professor Dumbledore won't allow him to spend the summer at the Burrow this time when he always did it the past years. even just a week before the summer end. he felt something was wrong, but he couldn't just figure it out. then there was his feeling towards Draco that suddenly came back, or was it really had gone? No. he just made himself believe that it was, but the truth was since then until now his feelings was just there slowly growing as the days, months, and years passed by. he was back to his senses when he heard someone spoke behind him. and his whole body was frozen. He knew perfectly well who's behind him, but he didn't dare to turn around to confirm it.

''Seamus, can i have a word with you? in private,'' asked Draco ignoring the shocked faces around him for addressing a gryffindor by his first name. He watched as the irish gryffindor shot a questioning look to his boyfriend, but the green eye gryffindor just remained staring at his plate, acting like nothing unusual was happening around him. with a heavy sigh Seamus stood up and walked towards the door, certain that the blond was following him. though before he could reached the entrance hall he suddenly felt a hand grabbed his arm to spun him around, then one arm snake into his lower back, another wrapped around his neck, and before he could react his mouth was already crushed into a hard kiss.

''Bloody hell!'' Ron's exclaimed and gasped from everyone around him caught Harry's attention and quickly turned around to where everyone was staring. it is though a bucket of very cold water was poured into him. he felt his heart was clenching painfully. he wanted to looked away, to run away, to stop them. But his body was frozen. He was annoyed, frustrated, angry, and most of all, he was hurting badly. Unaware that his bottled emotion was already affecting his magic. He also wasn't aware of his friend calling for him, telling him to calmed down, Before he knew it, all the plate, glass, and windows in the great hall already exploded and shattered into tiny pieces. afterwards everything suddenly turned black.