Draco Malfoy ran his fingers through his blonde hair. He was sitting beside Zabini at the Slytherin table eating breakfast, well Zabini was eating. Draco was picking in his food. His mind where elsewhere . He couldn't help himself, looking over to the Gryffindor table and the tall black haired boy.. Potter.. His hate for the boy had slided over into something more,, something that made Draco view him diffrently. He was almost obsessed with him.

Draco walked out of the Great Hall. He headed to the bathrooms. The clock was almost noon.

Please say he would come! thought Draco to himself. A few hour earlier he had his owl deliver Potter a message at breakfast

"Meet me at noon in the usual place"

Draco and Harry had started out hating each other. It all started the first year, when Potter wouldn't accept his friendship. Since then he had hated him.. But he had never really seen that Potter was good looking, and nice when he first got to know him well..

He was almost enchanting. Draco found his green eyes beautiful. His black messy hair, Potter obviously didn't own a hairbrush! It annoyed him! He thought about all the things he hated about Potter. Somehow he couldn't get Potter out of his head. Draco sighed as he walked the last meters into the bathroom and went over to the sink.

He turned on the water to calm himself down and loosened his tie. He stared at the reflection of himself in the mirror and sighed. His grey story eyes had a touch of fear in them.. He was shaking. Could he do this? Could he really? He sighed again.

Recently he had changed his opinion on Potter, he wasn't that much of a bloke anymore. He liked Potter.

"What do you want Malfoy?" he heard that familiar voice ask him. He turned around and stared right into those hypnotic green eyes.

"Umm.. hey Potter" he managed to say hiding his feelings

"Hey" he said back in the same tone as ever

"I need to tell you something" Draco continued, he figured out how to tell him a few minutes later.

Harry Potter stared at the boy standing in front of him wondering about what the bloody hell he was up to. It wasn't like Malfoy to just stare at him without hexing him or anything! It wasn't like him at all.. He was acting stranger than usual. He was up to something! Harry didn't want him to get more trouble than he already had.

"Soo.. Are you gonna tell me or not?" he asked the boy with the stormy grey eyes.

Draco turned around again and looked at him.

"It's probably not a good idea, Potter" he said with his head down looking at his feet

"Now you got my bloody attention! Tell me!" Harry spat at him

"It's complicated, I cant have you killing me afterwards, after all I have important things to do, and this may ruin our so-called friendship" Draco continued

Harry looked sad for about a microsecond and looked at Malfoy.. He turned around and walked away leaving him by the sink.

"Harry! wait!"

Harry stopped immediately when Draco used his first name.

"What the hell is it?" he asked and sighed

"Well.." Draco sighed too and looked at him.

"I love you.." he whispered as silent as he could

"What?" Harry didn't get what he just said

"I love you!" he said higher right before his voice broke. He looked down waiting for Harry to hex him and walk away.

That didn't happen.. Not at all

Harry took a few steps towards Draco.

Draco was still looking down at his feet. Figuring out if Harry's steps were angry or happy. What a complete idiot he was. Stupid!

Harry sat down in front of him looking up at him and smiled. Which caused Draco to smile back. Not the usual evil half-smile. But a real smile.

"I love you too" he said silently. Then he rose and walked away.

Draco pulled out his wand pointed it at Harry's head, one single tear fell from his eye as he whispered;

"Obliviate"