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Title:Mute the sound a broken heart makes.

Words: 722

How can I make him love me?

Harry sat down in the Great Hall, next to Ron and Hermione.

This is so wrong.

He should have sat down next to the person he loved.

He should have told his best friends.

No. He shouldn't be in love with the guy, who murdered Harry's heart, who became a part of Harry without noticing it.

Draco Malfoy sat at the Slytherin desk, lost in thoughts while staring into the depth of his glass. Harry loved it when he saw Draco thinking, because apparently, that wasn't happening too much lately. It was hard to not notice the way Harry behaved in front of him. Even Ron noticed it, but of course he couldn't tell him why he was so unsure, so confused all the time the blonde Slytherin was in the same room. Every time, he lied, told them about him having nightmares of Voldemord. Thought that was a part of the truth, too, since he had nightmares.

But you can't mute the sound a broken heart makes.

Sometimes, Harry thought about going up to Malfoy and asking him if they could make up, start over again. But then, he wondered if Malfoy even knew what "starting over" means. Harry didn't know when he began to fall for Draco Malfoy. He just knew that, when Draco was speaking to him, insulting him and his friends, he felt alive. This feeling became quite rare recently, because everything bored him as hell. First he thought he was mad, thinking his live was boring, him falling in love with the guy who's supposed to be his enemy. The chosen one. Harry's live was a pure adventure; he got great friends, even some fans. A gifted wizard. But that was not the thing Harry wanted.

He wanted Draco's lips on his. Draco's hands in his. Draco's ears listening to his voice.

There was a question in his head, flying around helplessly, not willing to disappear.

"Is my future-self really laughing right now?"

Draco Malfoy made him feel alive, more than any other person could ever reach.

Draco Malfoy hated Harry Potter, and Harry Potter loved him for the fact that he actually felt something for him. Even if it was hate.

How can I make him love me?

Draco gazed into the depth of his glass of water, sitting next to Crabby and Goyle.

There was no way they would ever realize what Draco felt when he was with them, and not with him. They didn't even realize the way Draco looked at him, with some kind of pity and longing, after insulting him. He didn't have a chance to think about what he said, his friends in his back.

Harry Potter always was with his friends, Ron and Hermione. He was surrounded by popular people, had fans himself and was loved and liked by a lot of people. On the other hand, he was detested by the Slytherins. There was nothing worse than Harry Potter in Hogwarts, they said. For Draco, there was something worse in Hogwarts. It was his love towards this guy, who hated him. It hurt, scars on his heart and tears of his soul.

Sometimes, Draco thought about going up to Harry and begging for mercy, saying he regrets everything he said, every little word, every gesture, every mean act and every simple glare. But there was no way Harry Potter, the chosen one, would and could ever forgive him. He knew this himself; he was too cruel, not only insulting Harry but his friends too.

Plus, Draco was a coward. He was scared Harry Potter, the guy who he fell in love with, would laugh at him, make fun of him. He was scared of his father, how he'd react if he would find out that his son created a shame in the Malfoy blood-line, begging for mercy like a blood-traitor. And of course Voldemord, who would definitely kill him.

But that was not the future Draco wanted. He wanted Harry. Harry's lips on his, Harry's smile in his mind, Harry's eyes on him.

Harry Potter was the only reason he still went to Hoghwards.

Harry Potter hated Draco Malfoy, and Draco Malfoy loved him because…

Because…

If I think about it, I can't remember why I fell in love with him.

NOTES:

-Actually, I'm new to HP-HD-fanfics… and it's quite hard for me to write this stuff, because I can't spell some words without looking them up somewhere… sorry, if there are some typos! :0

-CONTINUE IT? I mean, I want to, but I might not, if no one likes it because I should really study for school instead of writing stuff. Yep.

-Candies?