AN: I took the liberty of making their break a month. I don't know how long it really is. Also to the question about the kissing. I had a different idea originally, where it was going to mean something, but I didn't keep it. So they just kiss in this chapter.

Also can u guys help me. I can't figure out why I don't have the review button on the bottom of chapter 2. Do I have to do something special?

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Chapter 3

It was three days since they 'made up' in the hall and Harry was back to worrying. He was getting annoyed with how this stupid git could effect him so much. One little apology and he was becoming obsessed again.

Currently, he was sitting in the Great hall between an angry Hermione and a confused Ron, wondering if he should look for Malfoy. Harry nearly jumped out of is skin when he was tapped on the shoulder. He turned around to see that brown-haired slytherin looking down at him. What's with this guy?. Harry thought.

" Hi, Harry", he said with a smile. Why is he always smiling? Harry thought grumpily, still a bit upset with himself over thinking about Malfoy. What's he so happy about?, but out loud he said,

" Hi, ummm...". Harry stumbled realizing he didn't even know his name.

" Trevor", he supplied reaching out his hand for Harry to shake. Trevor, Harry thought as he reached out his hand, like Neville's toad.They shook hands and Harry noticed Trevor let his hand linger a little.

Harry was beginning to feel uncomfortable. Trevor was standing too close, at least in Harry's opinion. When he put his hand on Harry's shoulder, about to say something, Harry was trying not to pull away. Harry never had the chance to pull away or to find out what he was going to say, because a loud sound drew everyone's attention to the Slytherin table.

The only thing different then normal was Malfoy, who looked a little less composed then usual. He was breathing slightly harder and his right hand was clutching a fork very tightly. Of course you had to be looking rather closely to see these things, and most people weren't.

When they shifted their gazes around, looking for the source of the sound, they saw nothing worth staring at, and so turned back to their meals, assuming whatever it was wasn't worth their attention any way.

Harry, on the other hand was looking that close and he did notice. He looked to meet Malfoy's gaze and when he did he was surprised by the emotions he saw in them. Harry gave what he thought was a pointed look to Malfoy and then stood up, almost bumping into Trevor.

He'd almost forgotten the boy was standing there. Harry made a quick excuse to Ron and Hermione and walked out of the Great Hall.

He wasn't sure if Malfoy was coming or how long he should wait for him. He was standing in side the alcove getting more and more nervous. Maybe he didn't get the signal. Maybe he wouldn't now to come here, even though it was the only place they both had a connection to, and it was right outside the Hall. Well, here and the classroom. Harry blushed at the memory of that night.

The memory of that night also reminded him how ashamed he felt after Malfoy slammed the door as he was leaving. Harry began to feel stupid standing there waiting for Malfoy, who probably wasn't going to show any way. But as he moved to leave, he saw Malfoy coming out of the Great Hall.

Harry's mouth grew dry and his stomach did a flip, as Malfoy came closer. Harry found himself smiling, in spite of his nerves and walking to meet Malfoy. They stopped a few inches apart. Malfoy pushed something in Harry's hand then pushed Harry into the alcove. But to Harry's disappointment he didn't follow.

Harry soon found out why when Crabbe and Goyle walked through the doors and to either side of Malfoy. Malfoy smirked into the alcove before turning and walking away. When they were gone Harry stepped out an opened the note. Meet me in the room at ten.

Harry flipped the note over hoping for more, but that was all. Harry frowned. It was only eight in the morning now. He sighed just as Ron and Hermione came out of the Hall. The seemed to have made up, Harry noticed. They began to walk to class. He tried to listen to what they were saying but all he could think about was Malfoy. This was going to be a long day.

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It was ten past ten and Harry was walking down the Hall. He was late because Neville's toad was lost and Harry couldn't think of a reason not to help look for him when Neville asked. They needed to get a low jack for that toad.

He had been having a horrible day any way. He wasn't able to concentrate all day, and it seemed like the professors knew this and decided to share this information with the entire class, by the form of calling on him every chance they got. Leaving Harry feeling miserable, and embarrassed.

He had been looking forward to this all day and then was annoyed at the thought of having his time cut short because of a stupid toad.

Harry stopped realizing he was in front of the door. He was tiered and feeling depressed about today. But suddenly being here he was only nervous. Should he knock, or just walk in?

He was saved from answering when the door opened and an angry Malfoy pulled him inside. He was thrown on a couch, and a brief question of it's origin popped in Harry's head , before it was pushed out, by a new thought containing something along the lines of, 'muuuggggnh' .Not logical, obviously, but it was difficult to think when someone was doing that his neck.

Malfoy ran his hands all over Harry, feeling him through his clothing. The whole time he never stopped kissing Harry's neck. Every time he would pass by the mark he had left the last time he would lick it. Causing Harry to groan in a way that made Malfoy never want to stop.

Harry shivered and gave in to the delicious sensations. He pulled Malfoy nearer so he was now settled in between his legs. Harry couldn't help but notice how they fit together so well. He brought his hands up to Malfoy's hair and marveled at the softness.

"Your late" he said, between kisses, annoyance clear in his tone, contradicting the gentle kisses he was placing on Harry's ear. Which was, at the moment, driving Harry mad. It took him a moment to realize that Malfoy had even spoke.

" Yeah... " Harry tried to explain, but he was too distracted, as Malfoy, Licked his throat again. Harry groaned then he tried once more, " Stupid... Trevor..", Harry settled for, trying to explain about Neville's toad.

Suddenly the warm body was gone, and the with them those very skilled lips and hands, leaving Harry feeling cold at the lose of contact. He looked up confused. He was meet with the sight of an angry face.

" Oh, so you were with him" Malfoy said, moving away completely and getting of the couch.

Harry watched Malfoy, feeling more lost and confused then ever. Why would he care about Neville's toad? Had Malfoy lost his mind?

Then he remembered something. Trevor, that guy who was always smiling. But he didn't see why Malfoy should care about him either? Harry tried to think why Malfoy was angry. Maybe he didn't like the other boy. But why would he care if Harry talked to him? Then it came to him and Harry had to laugh.

He was rewarded with a sharp look from Malfoy. The ridiculousness of it all hit him and he laughed harder. Malfoy got even more pissed off, and asked angrily,

" What is so funny?"

Harry looked at him standing there almost pouting. His arms were crossed in front of him and he had his foot sticking out. He looked so cute. Disturbed a little by that thought, Harry stopped laughing and stood up. He walked closer to Malfoy and said with a smirk and a knowing look on his face,

" You're jealous"

Malfoy looked indignant. He sputtered for a moment, trying to decide on the correct emotion.

" I am not. You take that back".

He stated, deciding on being outraged, and slightly disgusted. He held his head high and a scowl formed on his lips. Harry couldn't help teasing him some more.

" No. It's true. . You're jealous, just admit it"

" Please, Malfoy's don't get jealous."

He said holding his head even higher and once more crossing his arms. He tried to look superior, but inside he was getting nervous. He'd never really seen this side of Harry. He had a dangerous glint in his eyes. He had no idea what was running through the boy's head. Or what he was capable of.

Harry was having fun. It wasn't often he got to see Malfoy nervous. He found it kind of appealing. It made Malfoy look more human some how. His body language was saying he was unaffected by Harry's teasing, but his eyes and face gave him away. Harry allowed him self to get lost for a moment, before his eyes traveled down. Landing on the pout that was, no doubt unconsciously, on Malfoy's face. Harry felt a surge of desire.

He walked closer, a small smirk forming on his face, as he watched the doubt in Malfoy's eyes flicker. He leaned into Malfoy, lips brushing his ear and whispered,

" It's alright, Malfoy.",

Who shuddered at having Harry so close and feeling his hot breath in his ear. Harry placed a kiss on Malfoy's ear and then continued with another whispered , "It makes you look sexy".

Feeling more confident, at Malfoy's shudder, Harry nibbled his ear, and ran his hands down Malfoy's sides then back up. Needing to feel more of the boy in front of him. He took hold of Malfoy's hips, guiding him until his back hit the wall, before grinding their hips together. He then went back to kissing Malfoy's neck, caressing it with his lips and tongue.

Harry bit down hard, and with a low growl Malfoy grabbed hold of him, flipping them around, pressing Harry hard into the door. His back hit the door knob, but Harry soon forgot the pain when Malfoy moved against him. Harry shifted slightly to remove the knob from his back and in the process created more friction between them.

" Fuck..groan...yes" Malfoy began his first mutters of the night.

Harry wrapped his leg around Malfoy causing them both to cry out. Malfoy was beginning to notice a pattern with him. He remembered how he had done this their first night in the alcove. Malfoy also remembered something else.

He moved his hands to Harry's hair, giving it a tug. The response he got was almost too much to handle. Harry squeezed his leg harder around his waist. Almost making Malfoy lose it right then.

Harry thought he was going to die of pleasure. There was so much going on. The feel of Malfoy pressing into him, the sound of his voice, filled with such need. Harry lowered his leg, earning a warning growl from Malfoy. But Harry reached out, letting his hands slide down Malfoy's stomach to the top of his belt, quelling any further objections.

Malfoy catching on to where Harry was taking this, reached down between them and un-zipped Harry's pants, at the same time Harry was reaching in to his. But Malfoy was quick, betting him to it. Harry gasped, momentarily letting his hands drop, and his head to fall back.

When Harry gained a bit more control, he tried to return to his task, but Malfoy, with a flick of his wrist and another small movement, made it nearly impossible for Harry to do anything but moan and arch his back. Malfoy had no problem with this because he thought it would be enough to get him off just to watch Harry's face.

" Fucking, beautiful" he groaned.

But just in case, he grabbed himself and pushed his erection against the hand that was already holding Harry's, causing them to rub against each other. Malfoy wasn't prepared for the feeling that over took him. He felt amazing, so close.

" Oh God... Yes..." He couldn't take much more. " Potter, God... oh my God".

" Faster" was murmured, only this time by Harry. Malfoy pumped faster, willing to do anything for Harry at that moment. He brought them together once more, before he screamed out Harry's name in ecstacy. Unable to hold on any longer, Harry cried out and slumped his head on Malfoy's shoulder.

Harry was the first to regain his normal breathing. Un-sure of how Malfoy was going to react this time, and not wanting to be rejected again, Harry started to move from Malfoy first. But Malfoy tightened his grip around Harry preventing him from moving. And Harry being trapped against a wall and still a bit shaky didn't protest.

He waited until Malfoy caught his breath, meanwhile enjoying the feel of Malfoy pressed into him, holding onto him. It wasn't the same as when they were rushing. He could appreciate Malfoy's body more this way.

When Malfoy did release him, he moved slowly as if not sure whether really he wanted to or not. He let his hands, trail across Harry's back then his sides, finally moving away completely. Harry moved forward, stepping away from the door, feeling for the first time since it happened, the pain in his back.

"Next time we need to use the couch" he said rubbing his sore back, then doing up his pants. The implications of what he said hit him, and he silently cursed himself, for being so stupid. Malfoy never said he wanted this to happen agin. Doubt filled his mind and he was trying come up with something to say to make up for it, but then Malfoy spoke.

" Definitely. You're not as light as you think you are, you know" he said to Harry, giving him a smirk. Harry couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips. He felt a weight being lifted off his shoulders. Malfoy smiled back, a real smile and Harry lost his breath for the hundredth time since he and Malfoy started... what-ever this was.

" So," , Malfoy said not yet wanting to leave Harry, yet, " What are you doing for the holiday's?". It was a lame attempt at conversation, just pointless small talk, but Malfoy was suddenly disappointed at the thought of not seeing Harry for a whole month. Malfoy shifted his weight to his other foot, and waited for Harry's reply.

If Harry was shocked by the sudden question he didn't show it. He answered easily,

" Going to Ron's ". Harry was feeling the same as Malfoy, trying to drag this out, "What about you?" Harry felt a little awkward, but not enough to move.

" Going to the Mansion and attending every boring party ever that is going to be thrown this holiday ", came Malfoy's reply. Harry laughed.

" I'd always imagined you liked that sort of thing", he said with a smile.

He knew they where both stalling, trying to come up with any excuse not to leave yet. This wasn't something they were used to, being enemies for the past six years and all, but Harry was surprised at how much easier it was then he thought it would be. They were actually having a civilized conversation.

" Yeah?" Malfoy stepped closer. " What else did you imagine about me, Potter?" Malfoy said trying to pay him back for the teasing earlier. He was glad to see a blush stain Harry's cheeks.

In spite of the blush, Harry rolled his eyes. This was more like them, taunting each other. He was going to reply with something witty and cool, really he was, but when he opened his mouth a giant yawn escaped before he could stop it.

Harry suddenly felt tried. Out of habit he looked at his watch. He sighed.

" It's late", he said reluctantly. Ron was probably already wondering where he was.

"Yeah", Malfoy said. They stood there for a moment, not sure how to say goodbye, not sure they even wanted to. Finally Harry just said goodnight, and turned around. Malfoy wanted to grab him and pull him back, but he didn't.

He just said, " Night Potter", as Harry shut the door. Harry walked back to the Gryffinder tower, with a smile on his face in spite of himself.

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The next morning as Harry was boarding the train, in the made scramble to get a good compartment, he felt someone brush against him. He would have thought nothing of it, as he seemed to be getting bumped into every five seconds. Expect for two things he couldn't ignore. One, embarrassed as he was to admit it, he new that smell. It was coconuts. And two, who ever bumped into him gave his hip a squeeze, and brushed their hands together , before pulling back. Harry felt a tingle where their hands meet and didn't hold back the smile that appeared on his face.

All morning he had been trying to catch a glimpse of Malfoy. But he never got the chance. He was feeling upset at the thought not seeing him before he left, but that feeling lessened when Malfoy found him. Harry still felt like he needed something more , but he wasn't about to shout out ' I'm gonna miss you' , to Malfoy in front of every one. So he settled for what he got.

AN: k, that's out. I think there's only going to be one more chapter. I'll try and update by Friday, but it will be up at least by sun. If any one could tell me about the review button I'll give u a cookie. Please review if u can, i like to hear feedback.Thanx.