Disclaimer: I own nothing from Harry Potter. I only own the plot line.

A/N: Okay so this is my first Harry/Draco story so I hope you enjoy it! There will be some threesome action later on but for now it's just the hot men…

Chapter One: Empty Eyes

Draco Malfoy, despite many people's opinions, was very thankful for one Harry James Potter. After Harry had defeated Voldemort the summer after their sixth year, Draco was even happier. Really who would want to serve a psychopath? Draco didn't and now that his father was locked up in Azkaban, he and his mother could live freely. At the moment, Draco was on the train back to Hogwarts for his seventh year. His best friends Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zabini were sitting with him discussing the upcoming year.

"So what do you think is going to happen this year?" Pansy asked.

"We'll probably be the outcasts and villains same as always," Blaise answered bitterly. His hand rose to trace the scar marring his handsome face. During the final battle, a Death Eater had given him a scar that ran from his right cheekbone to his chin.

"Maybe since we fought on their side, they'll be nicer," Pansy argued hopefully. Blaise snorted while Draco rolled his eyes.

"Really Pans, they've hated us for six years. What makes you think they'll stop now?" Blaise retorted. Pansy sighed and looked out the window.

"I know but…I don't want to fight anymore," she said dejectedly. Draco slid next to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders in comfort. Pansy's parents had been killed in the war for defying Voldemort. She buried her head in Draco's shoulder.

"The war affected us all, Pans, but some things don't change," Draco murmured as he rubbed her arm.

"Like the Golden Trio being loved and we being hated. Potter will most likely keep up this rivalry," Blaise said.

"Maybe if we're nice and don't start things, he'll leave us alone," Draco responded. Blaise shrugged and crossed his arms. They spent the rest of the trip in silence. When the train arrived, the group made their way to the castle and into the Entrance Hall. Draco and the others arrived at the Great Hall at the same time as the Golden Trio.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy? Shouldn't you all be in Azkaban?" Ron sneered. Blaise stepped forward to retaliate, but before he could, Harry pulled Ron back.

"Don't Ron. No more okay? Just let it go. They fought on the same side as we did so they have just as much right to be here as we do. Leave them alone. The fighting's over, so let's not continue it here," Harry said tiredly, "Come on guys." Ron nodded and he turned to go. As they made to leave, Harry's eyes met Draco's eyes. Malfoy gasped at the emptiness that seemed to reach all the way to Potter's soul. Harry turned and Malfoy found himself calling out.

"Hey Potter!" Harry faced him, "Are you okay?"

"Honestly Malfoy? No," he answered before following his friends into the Great Hall. The other three stood stunned before they were rushed inside. After taking their place at the Slytherin table, Pansy turned to Draco.

"What's wrong with Potter? He seemed so, so…"

"Blank, empty, dead," Blaise finished. Pansy and Draco nodded.

"I've never seen him look like that before," Draco said, "I wonder what happened."

"War does things to people. Death and destruction takes a toll after a while," Blaise answered. The others nodded before turning to watch the rest of the sorting.

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Two weeks later, Draco was doing his after curfew rounds as Head Boy. He was on the seventh floor corridor when he heard a haunting melody being played. It was beautiful yet filled with a deep pain. Malfoy followed the sound until he stood in front of a door that he had never seen before. He slowly pushed the door open to reveal a large room of a dark wood. The room was bare except for a single grand piano at its center. Behind the piano sat Harry Potter, eyes closed as his fingers moved over the keys, pouring out his soul through the song. Tears streamed down his face. Draco was stunned by the powerful beauty that Harry displayed. Malfoy had never seen a more breathtaking sight than Potter at that piano. He felt his heart twist as years of rivalry and anger disappeared in a moment. He took a step towards the piano and Harry's eyes snapped open. The pain in them produced an ache in Draco. The melody slowly died away and Harry's hands drifted from the keys.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry's voice was laced with a resigned quality.

"I just heard the song and I…I didn't know you played," Draco stammered.

"There are a lot of things you don't know, Malfoy," Harry said looking at the keys. Before he could think, Draco walked to Harry and placed a hand on his shoulder. He felt Potter stiffen but Draco didn't move.

"What happened to you, Harry?" Draco whispered.

"War happened. You were there," Harry said.

"That's true but something else happened."

"Why do you care anyway?"

"I don't know, but I do." Malfoy watched as tears filled Harry's eyes.

"I never wanted a war," he whispered, "All I wanted was my happily-ever-after." As Harry broke down, Draco wrapped him in his arms and let Harry cry into his chest. How long they remained that way Draco never knew, but he would have stayed forever if Harry had needed him. His feelings towards Harry had changed, but this wave of tenderness surprised him. After a while Harry pulled away and stood. Draco felt the loss automatically. Harry wiped his eyes on his sleeve as he turned his back to Malfoy.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to- I have to go," Harry spoke suddenly, heading for the door. Before Draco could respond, he was gone. Malfoy sank down onto the piano bench replaying the events. What could have broken Potter into so many pieces? he wondered. Still pondering this, he finished his rounds and returned to his private dorm. As he lay in bed, he thought on his feelings. Draco had known he was bisexual since fourth year and he had that fling with a Durmstrang boy, but Potter brought out stronger feelings in him. A protective side. He would find out what had hurt Potter and he'd make it better, Draco determined. He drifted off to sleep, Potter's haunting melody running through his head.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter!! R&R!!