-Harry's Pov-

I was watching, probably shamelessly staring straight to Draco's masterpiece. In front of me was a man with hair in the darkest shade of black, cut short and tousled around in a just-shagged way. His eyes were deep green, shining in a way they have never shone before, probably because Draco had taken him to this muggle hospital to do this thing called lasik. He was wearing clothes that looks good on him, not too expensive but very comfortable, they were all came in soft color, probably to avoid mismatching. I sighed and rubbed my face, I've been staring at myself for the past 15 minutes, marveled on how much Draco could change my look and yet he still could reject me.
"With raw magic at that..." I mumbled and sighed harshly as I opened the cerulean door that brings me into the brightest side of this flat. I smiled softly as my eyes met green-apple painted wall adorned with a charmed plants-silhouette and bright cerulean ceiling. The shiny and constantly polished 4-psted bed stood proudly in the middle of the room, leaning on to the wall. It was decorated with white embodied curtains, broken-white sheet, and a pile of different shape and color pillows and plushies. The balloon-shaped lamps which were charmed to float were not shining. There was also a black-rimmed reading glasses which were neatly folded on an ice-blue end-table, on top of 3huge Lord of the Rings series. A white acoustic guitar was leaning on the corner of the room, next to a black electric one. The left wall was adorned with frames, with many varieties, though the most obvious one was the picture of me... and that person.
I took the frame from the wall. It was beautiful, of course. The frame was made from... if I was right, mahogany wood, it was very beautiful and carved with complicated flowers pattern. But the most beautiful of all was the blonde in the picture. He was laughing freely as if he was ready to die and be glad of it, his blonde hair was neat and gathered by a ribbon around his nape, he stands beside me, stealing happy glances once in awhile, his silver eyes were bright with obvious pride and happiness, he was really the most beautiful creature I'd ever see in this world. He was smiling and laughing and waving at me... it was when he reached his S-rank... the top rank a healer could ever wish to be.
I sighed again and slumped my whole body to his neat bed. It has been a week since last I saw Draco, since last he slept in this bed that we bought together, but his smell was still everywhere suffocating me with a surge of possessiveness and knots in my stomach. I miss him so much, I miss his little shy smile, I miss his bright smile, I miss his sweet smile, I miss his full of pride smile, I miss his toothy childish grin, I miss his laughter, I miss the beautiful chiming bells he create from those tiny giggles, I miss his face, I miss his cute nose, I miss his huge eyes, but most of all... I miss the attention he gave me. From when I was being clumsy and hurt by the razor when I was shaving or in the moment when I was sent to St. Mungos after a hell of a mission. I miss his cooking, even when he said that they're not good, I still found them heavenly over time. I miss it when he took care of me, ESPECIALLY ME, in the hospital or at home, talking to me gently though not as if I was a cracked glass, giving me little snacks when he knew I'd be bored to dead and trying to entertain me when I couldn't find a way to amuse myself. "HOLY SHIT!" I winced at the sudden pain on my head as I sat up straight. "This can't be..."

-Break-

"Dipsy is sorry Harry Potter sir, but young master Draco is ill. He is not wish to meet anyone." Said a scrawny young house-elf as he opened the huge door to Malfoy Manor.

I sighed tiredly. "Has someone been visiting?" I asked as I ignorantly trotting inside the manor. It seems that Draco needed a company.

"N-no, sir." My guess was right, the elf didn't made any suicidal protest. "you master Draco is mourning over the Lord and Lady's room." he answered sadly, eyes shone with unshed tears and long ears falling weakly over his face. "B-but someone visited him today... and one hurt young master... Dipsy is worry and angry..."

As if on cue, the elf running worriedly upstairs, probably leading me to where that big baby has been hiding. But it happened so fast, I wouldn't be able to remember how to get back to the front room myself. When it all stopped, I was welcomed by two huge doors which were closed, adorned with huge Malfoy's crest and precious gems, probably jinxed by awful dark curses.
Dipsy knocked the door for me.

...

"DRACO? I KNEW YOU'RE IN THERE!" I shouted helplessly. I was about to bang the door but decided to go against it, no matter how reckless or gryffindor-ish I was, being cursed by a Malfoy will cost more than my life. "I was out... you see, drunk and breaking people heart. I have no idea what happen. All I could remember is the feeling of your lips on me..."

The door creaked open and I was to jump and hug my flat mate... "Try." Merlin...


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