A/N: Thank you for reviewing. This is the second chapter and I'm trying to work ahead before I post this but that's not going to happen. So I hope you enjoy the chapter.

Warnings: Slash and anything else that comes up. This chapter is rated for the fact that Harry and Draco are very bad boys.

Disclaimer: It doesn't belong to me and never will.

Chapter Two

Memories of a Night Together

Draco leaned his head against the glass of the compartment he was in. The memories of what happened at the end of last year swirled around his head. Why had he even stayed? Why had he even helped HIM? Questions like that had plagued him all summer and plagued him still. Now no one else could satisfy him. Not a single woman or man could help him. Yes, Draco Malfoy was bi but he had a good reason, guys knew what they were doing. He used to use them for their mouth and hands but nothing ever serious.

Draco groaned helplessly as he smacked his head against the glass, trying to will away all thoughts. 'It just had to be Potter, didn't it?' Draco thought miserably. Why? Why Potter? Draco was driving himself crazy over everything and dealing the entire summer with the Dark Lord himself was hard enough without having that night run over and over again in his head like some perverted porn film. Maybe he needed to go back over this one more time.

Flashback

It was the week after exams and the older students were allowed to leave for Hogsmeade any time they wished as long as they logged it with the teachers. So Draco had spent the entire day with his friends and night had fallen, when they were going to head back up to the castle.

Draco sighed as he followed the group of his friends' out of the Three Broomsticks when he stopped suddenly, remembering something. He grabbed Pansy's sleeve stopping her in her tracks.

"I forgot something. I'll catch up with you guys. If I'm not there in a few minutes, just continue on without me." Draco said, heading back inside and heading for the table he was just at. He picked up the bag he had left beside the chair and started heading for the door once again, when something strange caught his attention from the corner of his eye. He stopped in his tracks and looked to his right in confusion.

Sitting at a table alone was none other than Harry Potter. Several bottles of what he quickly assumed was liquor, from the shape of them, littered the table in front of Harry. He started heading towards the door again slowly but stopped once again, staring at the boy. A thought struck him, 'Where is the rest of the Golden Duo to make the Trio? Why is Potter down here by himself?' He shook his head knowing his curiosity had already won him over, when he started to move over towards the other boy.

Draco sighed as he slid into the booth across from Harry Potter. A bottle was loosely being held in his right hand and he took a swig before he acknowledged that he knew Draco was there by looking up at him.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" Harry asked, rather clearly for someone whose beautiful emerald green eyes were unfocused with drunkenness. Those normally bright green eyes seemed to shimmer and shine even brighter with the effects of the alcohol. Draco sighed that was a good question though; what did he want?

"You've had too much to drink, Potter." Draco said avoiding the question. Harry looked at him before downing the remaining liquid. The waitress returned with a bottle and was about to put it down when Draco turned to her with a glare. "Can't you see he's drunk enough? No more liquor shall be brought to this table." He said, grabbing the bottle himself and holding onto it, despite the death glare he was getting from Harry.

"He's paid for at least five more of those you know." The waitress said, looking as Draco opened it up and took a sip of the burning liquid knowing he would need more of the liquor in his system that had worn off hours ago from drinking with his friends.

"Well keep it as a very good tip." Draco said as Harry went to protest, he turned to him with a pointed glare. "You're drunk, Potter. She's had to deal with you the entire time so I think she deserves every bit of it." Harry growled, grabbing for the drink but Draco snatched it away before sending the waitress away. He took a quick swig.

"Prat." Harry muttered and Draco chuckled before finishing off the drink. He turned silver eyes onto the Golden Boy.

"Why are you drinking?" Draco asked directly. Harry sighed, turning towards the window before looking back at his rival. He ran shaky fingers through messy raven hair.

"To forget it all but it only makes it fuzzy. I'm cursed, yes that must be it. Never to be loved by anyone. To die at the hands of the Dark Lord or maybe I'll be able to... No never." Harry said, his mind skipping from thought to thought never once remaining for more than moment on something. Draco shook his head as he stared at the boy-who-lived. He placed the bottle down and stood up moving to stand beside Harry.

"I'm taking you back to Hogwarts, where you can sleep off the huge hangover you're going to have tomorrow." Draco stated staring pointedly at Harry. Harry raised an eyebrow turning to face Draco.

"Why do you want to help me? You hate me." Harry asked, showing that though his mind was a bit fuzzy he could tell that Draco helping him was not normal. Draco sighed and looked into glassy green eyes.

"Seeing as you're not going to remember this anyway I'm just going to say it. If it's so hard to believe Potter, I'm not a completely horrible guy. We may be rivals but it doesn't mean I can't at least get you back to the castle in one piece. After all, we need someone to save us and if Harry Potter dies in a drunken stupor because I didn't get him back to the castle, I would be blamed by all those who worship you. So come on." Draco said grabbing Harry's elbow to haul him to his feet. Harry's first few steps were a little wobbly and he started to collapse when Draco caught him.

Sighing and cursing whatever god was listening, he wrapped Harry's arm around his neck and snaked his own arm around Harry's waist. They headed out of the Three Broomsticks and into the cool summer air. The hike back up to the castle was done in silence but once they reached the gates, Harry seemed to be thinking a little.

"What's wrong now, Potter?" Draco asked, pulling away and turning to face him as Harry had stopped in his tracks. Suddenly he saw in the little bit of moonlight, tears rolling down the other boy's tanned face. Draco sighed inwardly before moving around to help him to continue walking.

"So many people have died because of me. Cedric died because I asked him to grab the cup with me so that we could both win. Sirius because he wanted to save me and I miss him so much that sometimes I think he's still here and that he's still alive. My parents died saving me from Voldemort. Everyone dies because of me." Harry said between quiet sobs. Draco sighed; at least he knew Harry was honest when he was drunk. He was going to have to hurt himself for saying what he was going to say but it needed to be said.

"Potter, not everyone dies because of you. More would have died had you not stopped the Dark Lord in his tracks the first time. More will die and suffer if you should give up hope. You are after all, the boy-who-lived, the saviour of the wizarding world and without you trying to win the battles and wars what will happen? Who will save them? Will you let the small select few Slytherins who have considered changing sides, stay on the Dark Lord's side just because fate has decided to make your life difficult? I hope not because maybe then I'll never be able to change sides. Of course, you've never given me a reason to want to either." Draco said before running a hand through his own hair. Harry's tears had slowed as he stared at the blond.

"Oh." Harry replied as they reached the school. Draco pushed open the doors and started heading in the direction of Gryffindor Tower when Harry stopped again. Draco stared at him in question. "I'm not in Gryffindor Tower anymore for my own safety. I'm staying in the Potter quarters." Draco nodded, heading up the stairs instead. All the older pure-blood families had quarters somewhere hidden inside Hogwarts. He was staying in his own family quarters so it didn't seem so strange for Potter out of protection to be staying in his.

The rest of the trek up to the farthest tower seemed to take forever as Draco tried to do short cuts through different passages through the castle and ducking past teachers and any stray students that may be around at that late hour. He finally arrived at the familiar portrait of the tower. At least he could use an easier path from here to get back to his own quarters. He looked at Harry expectantly. Harry sighed.

"What's the password, Potter?" Draco asked impatiently. Harry seemed be trying to think through the haze of the alcohol still very apparent in his brain.

"I am the son and the heir." Harry said and the portrait swung open. Draco slipped in the room, practically carrying Harry. He sighed, heading straight for the bedroom, knowing that would be the best place to put down Harry. He reached the large four poster bed, and shook his head at the Gryffindor red covers lying on the bed. He placed Harry on the bed to sit.

"Are you good now, Potter?" Draco asked, watching Harry play with the end of his sleeve. Harry stood up staring at Draco curiously but with more determination than he had ever seen in the other boy's eyes. Before he knew what had happened Harry's arms were around his neck and his lips were being crushed by the softest pair of lips he had ever felt in his life. All thoughts of struggling to get away evaporated as the fire that had engulfed his mouth moved straight down to his groin in mere seconds. Draco almost moaned at the loss of contact as Harry moved away from lack of oxygen.

In that moment, he knew he must have gone crazy. They were rivals, they were supposed to hate each other yet here they were staring at each other with barely contained lust shining in their eyes. Harry seemed to be waiting for a sign that he was allowed to continue his uncontained need. Draco leaned in to capture those soft lips again and he knew he could never go back if they touched.

Draco captured Harry's lips in a searing kiss not caring if he couldn't go back now. Harry seemed not to care either as he managed to pull Draco down on the bed, trapping the blond beneath him. Draco groaned as Harry's mouth started to attack his neck in anyway possible as he found Draco's sensitive area on his neck. Harry's hands were moving quickly, wanting more contact of skin which Draco didn't seem to be arguing about.

Draco didn't know why he hadn't argued about his clothes coming off or even Harry's and he didn't even remember how they had gotten off in the first place but everywhere his skin touched Harry's, it felt like electricity was running through his veins and his body was on fire. When the night began, he was pretty sure Harry didn't know what he was doing but his hands, mouth and body seemed to be moving without the use of Harry's mind. Harry's hand had wandered down between their bodies as his mouth continued to move between neck, nipples and lips. Draco had wanted to badly give just a little of what he was experiencing but his mind was in a haze of pleasure unable to even find what he wanted.

Finally snapping out of his haze, he let his own hands start wandering over tanned skin and taut muscles. Harry moaned something into his ear and he wasn't sure what was said but the more hands and their mouths moved, the more he wanted. He stopped his ministrations on the younger boy, stopping Harry from moving. He looked at Harry, trying to decide to tell him what he wanted.

"Harry?" Draco said his voice coming out huskily. Harry just gave a smile and bent down giving him a chaste kiss.

"Okay, Draco. I understand but you have to realize something first." Harry replied softly. Draco nodded though the want was almost overbearing his senses. "You know, I'm drunk and I know I'm drunk so anything that happens here tonight I won't remember. So for that I'm sorry. Just know that I want it as badly as you want it. Maybe one day, I'll be able to remember this night and maybe just maybe things will work out." Draco pressed a finger to his lips not wanting to hear the truth but knowing he needed it to be said. He pressed his lips to Harry's and smiled.

"I know and I know I won't forget. I forgive you and maybe it was only meant to be one-night." Draco whispered before he sighed giving Harry another searing kiss. Harry smiled down at him before shifting his weight slightly. He gave a small gasp as he felt Harry slid a wet finger inside him. Harry grinned, moving down to nibble at Draco's neck, causing Draco to arch while exposing more pale skin as he allowed his hands to dig into Harry's back. He concentrated on the pleasure he was receiving from Harry's mouth, instead of slight pain from below as Harry's kisses became more fierce and passionate. He gave a gasp as he felt Harry himself enter him. Harry stopped, looking down at him waiting for the sign that he could continue.

Draco gave a slight nod and gave a small gasp as Harry started to thrust into him over and over again. Harry gave a small smile as he moved down to attack Draco's neck once again this time biting into the flesh leaving a mark. Draco gasped before he started moaning softly and the moaning started growing in volume as their movements became more frantic and passionate.

"Harry!" He cried out as they both came in one dizzying moment. Harry almost collapsed onto of him but slowly pulled out and moved to lie next to Draco. They laid there a while before Harry propped himself up on his elbow to look at Draco.

"I'm sorry, Draco. I don't want to forget this and I don't want this to be the end of our time together. Perhaps –"Draco cut him off with a fierce kiss on his lips and gave a smile.

"I'll stay the night but I'll be gone when you wake up." Draco said as he laid his head against Harry's toned chest and he felt warm arms wrap around him. He heard Harry's breathe start to even out and somewhere in the unconsciousness of the boy-who-lived, he heard him say a few words.

"Sorry, dragon. I hope I was able to change your mind about changing sides and perhaps we'll be together at a better time. Maybe love will find a way." A voice murmured before Draco himself fell into darkness.

End Flashback

Draco shook his head thinking about that night that had played over and over in his mind. He sighed, remembering how he had woke early that morning and slipped out of the room before he returned to his own quarters. Blaise and Pansy had found him sitting in his bedroom, staring at the wall, trying to figure out how he had let that happen. They had practically forced it out of him but they were supportive about it, though they loved to tease him that he lost his virginity to his enemy. So yes, life was okay but maybe it would get better.

Blaise, Pansy and Theodore opened up the compartment and sat down. Theodore sat in the corner by the door pulling his legs up to his chest. Blaise sat across from him and Pansy sat beside him.

"Why are you here?" He asked, knowing all them knew he liked his time alone. Pansy rolled her eyes and laid her head back against the seat.

"Greg and Vince are at it again. We had to leave before they got all gross on us. After all, they haven't seen each other all summer." Pansy replied with an almost green colour painting her face. Theodore shook his head.

"I still don't see where you guys think guys are so sexy and hot. It just is against all that is natural." Theodore said. Blaise grinned, putting on his most playful smile and leaned over to wrap an arm around Theodore tracing an invisible pattern on the boy's chest.

"Theo, you know, me and you could have a good time if you would just open up your mind. I've seen you watching me and all the other good looking guys. I could show you a better time then any girl." Blaise said seductively. Theodore glared at him.

"Blaise, I would rather go fuck a tree. So if you don't mind." Theodore replied and Blaise sighed, moving away allowing him to have his space. Pansy turned to Draco as if what had just happened was an everyday occurance.

"Have you seen him yet?" She asked, almost wishing to hear any bit of gossip possible. Draco nodded, continuing to stare out the window.

"Yeah, he was with his friends but I've been thinking." Draco answered thoughtfully. A chorus of 'oh no's' reached his ears before he decided to continue. "Even if I were to go after him, it wouldn't work because we are enemies after all. We are on different sides to this war." Pansy growled at him, giving him a sound smack upside his head. He rubbed his head while glaring at her.

"You're crazy, Draco. You are a perfect match for him." Pansy told him, showing her rather hopeless romantic side. Blaise smiled and nodded in agreement.

"No I'm not." Came the reply from the blond. She glared at him before holding out her hand, posing to start a list.

"Okay who's the competition? Who else would look best with him?" She asked, giving a helpful look at the two other boys' in the compartment. Blaise grinned.

"Granger, Weasel, the youngest Weasley, Longbottom, Finnigan, Thomas and Lovegood are the best possible competition. I think that's all." Blaise said with a slight nod of his head. "Of course any other girls' would die to sleep with him but we'll stick to the basics." Pansy nodded and started on the list.

"Granger, he wouldn't go for her because she likes the Weasel and she's just not wild enough for him. The Weasel likes Granger so obviously they'll end up together and he's Potter's best friend and he has too much of a temper to get along with Harry for anything more than a friend. Ginny, well I know at one time she had a big crush on him but I'm sure she likes Longbottom now and she's younger and doesn't look like she would do well in Harry's limelight. Longbottom and Potter are like a horrible match gone wrong. Longbottom is so clumsy and so not very powerful plus he would look good with Ginny. Finnigan or Thomas is not an option as they are an unofficial couple and they just wouldn't work with Harry. Last but not least is Lovegood, she's crazy but she would probably be the only competition as she seems to understand him. Though I think she looks at him more like a big brother other than a love interest. So therefore, you would look the best with him because well you two are perfect for each other." Pansy said happily. Blaise rolled his eyes.

"Actually she has a point. I've never met two people more perfect for each other than you and Harry." Theodore said, shocking all of them. He shrugged a shoulder lazily. "Light and dark meets the ironic light and dark." He smiled and nodded at Draco who quickly took the meaning in while their two companions had no idea what he was talking about. Draco shook his head and watched the darkening sky as they moved closer to Hogwarts.

"Are we going to start the plan of seducing Potter?" Pansy asked, almost bouncing in the seat. Draco turned to her in shock.

"Pansy, I'm not going to seduce Potter. We are enemies and even if it drives me crazy, it's going to have to stay that way." Draco replied with a pointed glare at the girl.

"I think it's a good idea but also a bad idea. It would scare Potter, if you were just to start seducing him, seeing as he doesn't remember anything. I think you need to employ some help but I don't know where you would go." Theodore said. Blaise rolled his eyes, looking at the brains of the group, though he was the only Slytherin that was polite to all the rest of the houses. He was also the only Slytherin that some could stand so he was their diplomat as well.

"So what's the plan, Draco?" Blaise asked, looking to their so-called leader. Draco sighed, turning back towards the window before smirking.

"We'll discuss this later when we get back from the feast. Now give me the scoop on your holidays."

To Be Continued…

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