A/N: Okay, This is like my 2nd lemon so cut me slack and review!! It was so much fun writing this fanfic. I'm not even kidding. So R&R rewiew review review!!

Rated for later chappies.

pairing: who could it be but H/D? Possible OOC

WARNING! THIS IS GAY MALE SLASH! don't like it dont read it!

Disclaimer: I don't own. T.T if I did i'd have a mansion with real harry and draco impersonators.

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Harry POV

10/30

I can't keep going like this. Frankly, it's unhealthy. I want someone I can never have. I'll bet he's not even gay... Stupid God of Sexy. With his snow white hair and parchment pale skin. I guess I have a little of a hair fetish... I mean his hair looks so soft and shiny. I would just love to touch it. Just thinking about it makes me blush as my pants seem to grow a size smaller. It doesn't help in school when I stare at him in the middle of potions. Okay, I'll admit it. I love Draco-the-Fucking-Sex-God-Malfoy. I have since sixth year when he couldn't kill Dumbledore. There was something there in his beautiful mercury eyes.

I fell in love with it. It's just spark back there that reminds me that he is actually human an actually has a heart. I always took the chance to catch that glimpse hesitation. Yes yes, I know what you're thinking. "Tell him!" you say. Well, the Gryffindor Courage doesn't include telling your arch-nemesis/love-of-your-life your feelings that aren't hatred.

It's technically our eighth year. We get to retake the last year we missed, because of the war. Most of Draco's friends died in the war and mine all took time off to spend with their families -except Neville- So, we're like a match made in Gay Heaven, right? Well, I thought so, too. He still seems to hate me even though I saved his life. That's supposed to make people fall in love with you they're so grateful, I thought. I thought wrong.

Even though he and I are some of the only 8th year students to come back, he still hates me with a passion. At least there's passion. Hermione says I'm overreacting and he's probably trying to cover it up. She can't force me to do anything by owl, thank Merlin. Her uually feeble attempts of trying to get me to tell Draco about my infatuation are finally wearing through. She's almost got me convinced to just go up to him at breakfast and snog his arse off.

I can't believe it's almost Halloween. Then comes Christmas! That mesns we'll have the Halloween Ball and then Christmas at the Burrow if Mrs. Weasley would be kind enough to allow me to bring Draco. He has nowhere else to go. If anything we could stay in Grimmauld Place then visit the Weasleys on Christmas day. ALSO, Hermione gave this journal to vent to so there will be much much venting.

Well time for breaskfast,

Harry


A/N: Okay, that was my very short introduction chappie. As I said before REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW. They are the most important things to an author like me. please review and continue reading this story.

If you don't like Slash and you read this anyway, you must be very masochistic.