Title: Walking Away
Rating: G
Paring: Harry/Draco
Warnings: Slash
Summary: Draco walks away, and hopes to find a better day. Set after Harry's seventh and final year at Hogwarts. Slash. H/D.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. I wish I did. Oh and I don't own Craig David's song Walking Away, which btw is a wonderful song.

Notes: The second in Walking

Harry stood there stunned, that Draco wasn't there anymore. Harry wasn't sure how much time had gone by, but he couldn't believe Draco was gone.

"How could you leave me?" Harry asked no one.

Suddenly Harry remembered all the things Draco had just said before he left.

~ Flash back

"I have to," Draco said.

"They don't think I'm good," Draco said.

"It's not like I have a choice, or anything," Draco muttered.

~ End Flash back

Harry stood in silence again, putting everything together. Everything bad that happened to Draco and what he was talking about. Then he figured it out.

Harry whispered to room, "How could he do that?"

Harry was pretty sure that Ron was the reason Draco had left. Ever since Harry and Draco announced they were going out, Ron had started acting really mean to Draco. Even after Draco and Harry had killed Voldemort and Draco had left his father and the other Dark Arts.

Harry then went over to the bag labeled "Floo Powder".

Harry took some of it walked over to the fire place and sprinkled some in. After he did that, he went into the fireplace and said, "Ron and Hermione's House."

Harry closed his eyes and when he opened them he was right in Ron and Hermione's house. Harry hadn't actually thought about what time it was but he had to find out, had to know if he was right.

As Harry took a step toward the stairs a light turned on.

"Harry, what are you doing here, and this late?" Hermione yawned.

"Where's Ron?" Harry hissed.

"He's still working at the Ministry, something about a case. He's supposed to be back in an hour, or something," Hermione yawned again.

"Harry why are you here?" Hermione asked softly, walking toward him.

"Draco left me," Harry whispered, his cold front fading. Tears trickled down his eyes.

Hermione walked over to him, and hugged him.

"I'm sorry Harry, he'll come back," Hermion whispered over and over again.

Harry continued crying, and just let Hermione hold him. Whispering the same things over and over again.

"Do you think he will?" Harry asked softly after a while.

"Yes," Hermione said softly, stepping backwards and taking her arms off Harry.

"Is that why you came here?" Hermione asked.

Ignoring her question Harry asked, "What happened yesterday. I know Draco came here to get something of mine. What happened?"

"I wasn't here, Ron was," Hermione said.

"Ron, I pretty sure it's his fault Draco left," Harry shouted.

"Harry calm down, okay," Hermione said softly, "When Ron gets home we'll talk this out okay? And find out what happened okay?"

Harry mumbled, "Fine."

A few minutes later Ron appeared by the fire place.

"Oh, Harry," Ron said in a mocking voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Ron!" Hermione snapped surprised at Ron's change of attitude toward Harry.

"Ron, what did you do to make Draco leave?" Harry yelled walking toward Ron.

Ron paled as he heard Draco had left. And he groaned as Harry grabbed his collar and slammed him into the wall of his house.

"Harry!" Hermione shouted, running to them, "Stop!"

"What did you do?" Harry cried, tears streaming down his face. He dropped Ron to the ground, and Ron sat there gasping for air.

Ron stood up slowly and stuttered, "Draco l-left?"

Harry hissed out, "Yes. What did you do or say to him?"

"Well, uh," Ron said, neither had noticed Hermione had left.

"Well see yesterday when he came over he and got your thing I sorta told him how much he could never change and could never deserve you," Ron mumbled.

"You told him that! How could you do that? How? How!" Harry yelled.

tbc.

A/N: There is a next part. There could be two or just the one, I haven't decided yet. But anyways, PLEASE REVIEW.