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It was an unspoken agreement to carry on business as usual, for fear of others freaking out. They wanted things to be as normal as possible. However, now they were sneaking glances and sharing slight smiles. At lunch they sat facing each other and both were smiling (or smirking) wider that day. After classes, they found themselves spooning in the Room of Requirement, talking about Draco's childhood. Harry was playing with Draco's blonde hair as they talked.

"As a child, I was spoiled with all the bad things and none of the good. Spoiled with possessions but not hugs and kisses-"

"That's what I'm for," Harry said and kissed him sweetly on the lips.

"Yes. I can't talk and kiss at the same time, so let me talk. I was taught how to do everything correctly. Write correctly. Read aloud correctly. Walk, talk, sit, stand, act and even play with friends correctly! Which is why I break so many rules now. I couldn't break them when I was little, so now I do. Does that make sense?" Draco seemed desperate.

"I get it. It makes perfect sense. Yet if you told that to McGonagall, she may not be so understanding," Harry lightened the mood again. They laughed and had a mini make out session before they had to go to dinner. They dropped hands after they left the room and went separate ways to the Great Hall.


Spring Break was quickly approaching and Harry and Draco were still secretly dating. Draco was going back to his parents house. He said he planned on coming out to them. If they took it badly, he would call to Knight Bus and hitch a ride to the train station and then to Hogwarts. So he would be gone for three days at most (most kids didn't even go home.) Harry had to say goodbye to him privately and had kissed him thrice in a row quickly for good luck. He watched from his window as Draco left. Harry couldn't take it and took a ride from the Knight Bus to Hogsmeade. Draco would get a ride to there. He surveyed all trains but no Draco until the second day.

Draco stumbled off of the bus and right into his lover's arms. Harry quickly pulled Draco and his luggage into his room above the Three Broomsticks.

"Muffliato! Poor baby, what the hell happened?" Harry muttered as he brushed his fingertips lightly across Draco's black eye.

"Dad, he fought me when I… I told him. I'm now disowned. Not formally but emotionally. And I'll probably get a letter soon saying so,"

"I'm so sorry,"

"It was bound to happen. They asked me who I was gay with and I told them that I was just gay though. I didn't want to completely die. I probably would've if I'd said I was dating you. And they probably would have came after you too but I'm still so sorry," Draco pleaded.

"Calm down! I'm not mad, not at you anyways. It's not your fault. Now, let me see here," Harry had Draco take his shirt off and inhaled sharply. He took a few steadying breaths. Draco's (perfectly sculpted) stomach and back were covered in purple splotches and bruises. Harry fussed over him and with proper care, (bruise ointment stuff from the Twin's shop), Draco looked fine within a few days. All week had the two locked in the room. They found themselves in each other and took the time to spill all secret fears, (Draco feared he would become like his father) to hopes, (Harry hoped they can tell someone someday. About this) to dreams (They both wanted to be aurors). Harry eventually realized that the week was about to end, so he checked out and they left at different timings, causing each other to feel hopeful yet still sad.

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