A/N: Hey guys, sorry it took so long to get this up. Anywho, my partner in crim, TrulyFrighteninLilMonsterAlice, has been in a lazy non-writing mood. So I wrote a lot of this chapter myself. You can find the disclaimer in chapter 1. Enjoy the Harry/Draco love.

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Draco and Harry walked into the potions classroom. Harry had a slight blush to his face as Draco clung to his arm like arm candy. They took their seats, Draco on one side, Harry in the middle row, and Isabella sat in the corner on the other side of the room. She kept glaring at the two love birds.

"Get out your books and find a partner to work with." Snape said as he gave the students a look with his cold eyes.

Draco jumped up, "I work with Harry!" Isabella stood up shaking her head. She ran over and took the seat next to Potter. "I don't think so", the blonde-haired boy said pushing her out of the chair filling her spot.

Ron looked between Harry and Draco muttering to himself, "Find my happy place…" Hermione could hear though.

"Ron, are you okay?" She put a hand on his shoulder.

"Oh Merlin, a naked Harry!" His ears turned pink realizing he had shouted this.

Isabella crossed her arms. "Draco! Move!" Draco glared down at her.

"Never!" He said sticking out his tongue at her the promise of never talking to her again long forgotten.

"Quiet!" Snape's voice rang throughout the Potion's classroom. Isabella and Draco looked at their head of house with wide eyes. "Why is it that two Slytherins are fighting for a place next to a Gryffindor? Especially you, Mr. Malfoy, as I hear it, you and Potter are enemies."

Draco wrapped his arm around Harry's shoulder. "Sir, we have settled our differences and are now madly in love with each other." Harry scooted away from Draco slowly.

Isabella gasped causing everyone to stare at her. Ron leaned over the table. "Isabella, you know they love each other, why is it you still gasp?"

"It shocks me each time I hear my Draco say the words." She put a hand to her forehead dramatically.

"Wait…Harry and Draco love each other?" Snape had a blank look on his face. Isabella stood up. Shaking his head, Snape muttered, "You decide amongst yourselves who sits beside Potter."

Somehow, Isabella ended up sitting next to Harry while Draco and Pansy sat behind them. Snape observed the class with hard eyes as he walked around the Potion's room.

"Harry" Draco whispered to his lover. Isabella looked up from chopping up Boomslang. "I love you, my master."

Pointing the knife at Draco, Isabella hissed, "Do not say those words again or else something below the belt will be gone." She, of course, didn't mean it not wanting a peckerless Draco for a husband. Harry looked at her as if she had lost her mind. "You too!" She had no problem cutting off Harry's pecker.

Snape came up behind them. "Work." Isabella resumed her cutting while Harry started to pour in the ingredients into the bubbling cauldron.

Grinning, Draco leaned over whispering in Harry's ear. "You can't even begin to imagine what I'm going to do to that body of yours later, Harry." Harry's hand slipped breaking a jar of frogs' tongues.

Isabella turned on Draco. "Remember the knife threat! Do you want me to cut your penis off?!"

"Miss. Keen, enough!" Snape walked up behind her. Isabella immediately calmed down. "So what seems to be the problem now?" The professor's cold voice filled the room.

"Harry and Draco are talking about having sex!" Harry's face turned beet red as Isabella shouted the words.

"The girl is obviously exaggerating, Professor." Draco smiled his hand straying away from the ingredients stroking Harry's hair. The movement was so natural and gentle that Snape never noticed.

"See! I'm not exaggerating!" Isabella had started to swing the knife around again. Before she hurt someone, Snape jerked the knife from her.

"Enough, Miss. Keen control yourself!" Snape raised his voice. "If you do not then I will remove you from this class." Snape walked away. Isabella shot both boys very cold glances. Harry slightly twitched, and Draco didn't look phased by any of it.

Draco was bored. If he talked, Isabella would freak out and then get sent out and then of course the class wouldn't be fun anymore. He had no interest in her, but he found it highly amusing when she flipped her lid. He needed something bigger, like a new target. His eyes fell on Snape. Draco started to scribble down something on a piece of parchment when he was done he folded it and held it out to Harry.

"Psst, Harry!" As Harry reached out to take it, a fast hand grabbed it.

"I'll take this." Isabella had a very evil grin on her face as she opened the note reading the contents carefully. After a moment, that grin, it changed into a twisted look of horror, then a slight blush rose to her cheeks. Her mouth gaped open.

"No…no…oh Merlin's pants. NO! This is wrong!" Isabella clutched the letter tight as her head craned around to Draco. "That's sick…no!"

Draco smiled wickedly.

"Did you like it?" Isabella twitched. Then, of course, this commotion caught Snape's attention and he stalked over rolling his eyes.

"What is the meaning of all this yelling?" The note in Isabella's hand became his first suspect. "I'll be taking this." He took it then walked to the front of the room and started to read it out loud.

"Dear Harry, or should I say Master. I can't help but feel that you're bored with where we are in our relationship. You must be tired with just kissing and almost…fucking…" Snape trailed off at that word. He scanned the rest of it with a loose jaw and a slight blush. Isabella heard a snicker from behind, she turned to see Draco shaking his head. Harry on the other hand had his head on the desk.

"Hiding from shame, Potter?" Isabella laughed but was shocked to see him look up with a smile on his face and a rose color blush to his cheeks.

"No, not hiding just amused." Draco leaned forward and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"If you want, I can use your body as an example to demonstrate what the rest of the note said." All eyes were on Draco and Harry. Draco realized this with a smile on his handsome face. Isabella's eyes went wide as the blonde boy stood, leaned in right next to Harry's ear. "I know you would like it." He lightly bit down on Harry's ear. The dark haired boy jumped from the sensitive touch and went to smack him, but Draco grabbed his hand. "Calm down, Harry, we have fans."

Several pairs of eyes were on them watching them closely. More girls than boys, the fan girls squealed and stared. Even Ron was with the girls staring at the beauty of the young boys' love. Snape was oblivious to all this for he was still staring at the small note in his hands.

"Draco, not here." Harry tried to pull away, but Draco was already in the process of climbing over his worktable.

"Tell me, I don't think your body really cares where or when." Harry was still sitting in his chair. While Draco was standing behind him, girls were inching closer. Watching as Draco ran a hand beneath Harry's chin.

"Draco…" Isabella whispered. Draco tilted Harry's head as far back as he could then brining his lips above Harry's he whispered loud enough for only he, Harry, Isabella, and Ron to hear.

"I love you, Harry Potter." He glared at Isabella as he kissed Harry very passionately on the mouth. Tears came to her eyes as well as flushed cheeks.

She realized that by 12:00 the next morning Draco would surely says the words again. And if things kept going on like the way they were going. He would mean the words with all his heart.

Draco continually kissed Harry sometimes moving to his nose and cheeks. Never deeply kissing, just little love kisses. Girls turned red and so did boys. All watched the two lovers none believing their eyes; quite a few were taking pictures.

As Harry moaned and stared on in a daze of pleasure, Snape came back to reality.

"What in the name of magic?!" The note fluttered to the ground as Snape's hands flew to the side of his head.

"So do you believe me now?!" Isabella stood up and ran from the room. Harry in a frantic movement pushed Draco away from him.

"Go after her, this is all your fault!" Harry pushed Draco away.

"What, but Harry! I want to stay here and ravish you!" Draco pouted.

"Malfoy, leave!" Snape was rosy red as he pointed at the door. Draco glared at the Potion's teacher as he made his way to the door.

"I'll return for you my love." The Slytherin winked and shut the door behind him. Harry blushed and stared back at the door. The room burst into conversation. Questions were rushing to Harry like a storm. He became so flustered nothing could escape his mouth…then…

"Will you all just mind your own bloody business?!" Ron's voice blew everyone else's away and all was silent. Harry, startled at Ron's sudden outburst, turned to look at him. His face was flushed a bright red and he had a sad look about his eyes.

"Ron…" Harry reached out to him. Ron saw this and grabbed Harry's hand before it had touched the soft material of his robe.

"Follow me" Ron began to drag Harry towards the door. Snape showed no further interest in this class and left to lock himself in his office.

"Wait! Hold on!" Harry pulled away from Ron. Everyone in the class was watching very intently. Harry glared at his friend. "What do you want to show me?"

Ron looked his friend straight in the eyes. "Draco's betrayal" Ron sighed and took Harry's hand. Harry said nothing as his heart pounded fast and Ron led him out the door.

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Draco closed the door behind him and looked to the side to see a devilish smile on Isabella's face, the smile suited her well.

"What happened to your tears?" Draco asked.

"They were fake, I knew Harry would make you come say sorry to me. He is just too nice. Also Snape could not stand to look at his prize student only to see him kissing his enemy." Isabella smiled and twirled a lock of her raven hair around her fingers. She smiled up at him. He looked down at her with little interest.

"What do you want?" She giggled and grabbed his hand pulling him in front of her as she leaned against the wall.

"You know what I want." She ran a hand over his clothed chest.

"What if I don't know what that something is?" She smiled.

"Silly, I know you're smart. I think some part of you knows this is just a love potion." Isabella wrapped her arms around Draco's neck. "You don't really love Potter." She pulled his head down to her. They stared into each other's eyes never once slipping their focus on the other. "By twelve o-clock tomorrow the spell will be broken and we can be happy together. Just the two of us…no Potter involved." Isabella's lips lightly graced the soft lips of Draco. Draco never moved he only stood there glaring at her with cold eyes. Isabella irritated at his lack of passion closed her eyes and continued to kiss him. She pulled his body close and pressed herself against him.

"I love you, Draco, please! Have me!" She screamed the words in her head as she pushed her tongue into his mouth exploring the hidden fountain she had longed to drink from. Yet slowly, she stopped kissing him. Isabella quickly released her hold on him and opened her eyes to Draco's unchanging face. Foggy gray blue eyes glared at her with anger and sorrow.

"Isabella" the words were like ice that pierced through her heart. "You're right I have come to realize that a potion is behind my new interest in Potter." Isabella looked away. "No, you will look at me." Draco grabbed Isabella's chin once more forcing her to look at him. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes.

"Draco…let me go." She pushed at him but he would not budge.

"No!" He pushed his body against her and released her chin only to lace his hands with hers and force her against the wall. "This is what you want."

"No…" Her voice trembled as she started into the face of an angel. "Not like this."

"Whether you believe it or not in these last few days, somewhere in my heart I have come to see Potter in a different light."

"I don't want to hear it. It's just the potion talking! You will love me!" She broke into tears.

"No, Isabella, I have fallen for Harry. I will never love you." Draco leaned his forehead on hers as he talked. Isabella could feel his hot breath on her lips. "This is not a potion. Only the words of a love sick fool who is begging you to let him be happy." Draco looked into her teary blue eyes. Isabella saw Draco's true feelings of pain and his sadness. The wall around his cold heart was breaking and it was all because of Harry.

"I…"The sound of a door was heard. Draco and Isabella turned their heads seeing a terrified Ron and a shocked Harry.

"Isabella, you…him." Ron was panicked as he looked over at Harry. The other Gryffindor boy just stared. Draco's face flushed and Isabella was panting. The thoughts that ran through Harry's mind were that of a scene from a romance novel. Isabella saw all this and took advantage of it.

"Hey, Potter, it is time for you to pay me back for that favor."

"What favor?!" Draco turned to her and it happened right in front of Harry's trembling eyes. Isabella had crashed her tear covered lips into Draco's. The blonde haired boy was shocked too much to move.

'Not here not in front of him' Draco ran the situation over and over in his mind.

"No, Isabella!" Ron screeched.

"Draco…"Harry watched as Isabella kissed his love over and over. Running her tongue into his mouth, she glanced at Harry. Her only motive was to make Harry suffer as he watched her kiss his lover. "Draco!" Harry screamed, half choking on the words trying not to burst into relentless tears.

Draco hurriedly pulled away from Isabella, letting her go and wiping the taste of her lips off of his.

"Enjoy Draco? I know you like kissing the soft lips of a woman better."

"Harry's lips are softer than any witch like you." Draco turned to look at Harry panting. "Harry" The dark haired boy's body was shaking. His eyes were wide, his fists clenched at his sides. "This is not what it looks like, she kissed me you saw." Draco took a step towards him. Harry jumped back away from him. "Harry, don't" His lover just looked at him tears streaking down his face.

"I hate you" Harry ran forward hoping to run right past him. But Draco was quick and grabbed him pushing him into the wall.

"Don't lie, you don't hate me. You're just confused. Let me explain."

"NO! You had her up against the wall and you both were panting!" Harry spat at Draco, tears flying everywhere. "What is there to understand?!" Draco released Harry as he looked into his lover's crying face. He realized it hurt more than those words of hate to make Harry cry.

"I'm…"

"Save it!" Harry ran off back to the Gryffindor common rooms.

"You're a cruel girl, Isabella!" Ron shook his head and followed after Harry. When the hall fell back into silence Draco spoke.

"You planned all this didn't you? You wanted him to see us. You're an evil genius you know that?" He turned. "Always one step ahead of us all!"

"When it comes to love, hate, hearts, and revenge I take it all very seriously." She smiled. "Your heart will belong to me Draco Malfoy."

"Never."

"He hates you."

"I don't care."

"You idiot."

"I love him!" Isabella's eyes went wide listening to her blonde angel.

"No matter how many times I hear you say that it always hurts."

"Love hurts." Draco started to walk to the Gryffindor common rooms.

"He won't take you back."

"I'll make him."

"It doesn't matter by tomorrow you will wake up from this silly dream and realize you love me!"

"No."

"The potion made you love him."

"You're wrong, it made me even more in love with him."

"What?!" Isabella looked baffled. Draco turned on his heels and looked at her with pure bliss at the subject.

"I was already in love with him long before your silly love potion."

"No…that means you were never under the potion." Isabella fell to her knees.

"Oh no, I'm very much under your potion. I only loved Potter a little. Sure, I cared for him, watched him. But never could I have ever admitted that I was in love with him."

"Oh Merlin, what have I done?"

"Now thanks to you, I have come to realize that I love Potter, more than anyone and he loves me back."

"Oh NO!" Isabella stood up. "He hates you now!"

"I will talk to him, but I swear by my pure-blood if he hates me and never takes me back you will pay." Draco turned and left Isabella to wallow in her guilt and put together her broken heart.

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"Harry, wait" Harry half ran and half walked to the common rooms. Ron chased after his dear friend. Harry did not pay any attention to Ron. Hot tears still ran down his face. "STOP!" Ron yelled.

"Just leave me alone!"

"Just listen to me for a second." Ron yelled after him frantically.

"I don't want to hear it." Harry quickly said the password and darted into the darkness. Ron ran after him following his friend to their sleeping chambers. Harry ignored the screaming shadow that his friend had become and flung himself down onto his bed sobbing.

Ron came to stand by his bed and watched.

"Harry…" The red haired boy said quietly not knowing if his friend had heard him.

"Go away" Harry mumbled and sobbed through his pillow.

"I can't do that."

"Just leave me alone, this is all your fault!" He looked up at Ron, his face a bright hot red. "Why did you have to show me?"

"It was for your own good. By tomorrow he won't love you anymore." Ron sat down on the bed beside Harry.

"I know, but why could you not let me have one more day of him loving me?" Harry asked. He looked a mess, his hair was ruffled and his robes looked too big for him, he looked like a child.

"I'm sorry."

"You should be."

"Isabella and I planned to make you see Draco cheating." Ron stared at the floor.

"You what?!" Harry stood on his knees and grabbed Ron's robes, shaking him. "You two planned this!"

"Yes, we planned the whole thing. Then you would be so hurt that you would not love Draco anymore." Ron wanted to cry, but he would stay strong for his heart's sake.

"You two make me sick. It's because I still love Draco that I hurt so much." Harry's grip loosened. "So this means he never kissed her?"

"Yeah, she is a wonderful actress. She wanted to make it look like she was the victim so you would jump to conclusions." He looked over at Harry's face seeing he looked relieved.

"She kissed him that is all?"

Harry breathed in deeply and let it out in a huff. He flopped back down on his bed, sinking into the blankets.

"I should go apologize to him."

"So are you still mad at me?" Ron placed a hand on Harry's knee pleading at him with his eyes for forgiveness. Harry said nothing. "She's a monster, Harry, pure evil. She has this way of getting inside your head and controlling your mind. I tell ya, Harry, Isabella is evil." Ron said all this as he crawled closer next to Harry moving his hand from Harry's knee to his thigh, stomach, then to his cheek.

"Ron, what are you…" Ron ran his finger over Harry's lips.

"Because I love you, Harry. I'm jealous of Draco like Isabella I want you to love me, and only me. So Isabella talked me into trying to rip you and Draco apart."

"Ron, stop this." Ron crawled on top of Harry, straddling Harry's hips with his legs. Ron said nothing and slowly lifted up his friend's robes un-tucking his shirt.

"Shh Harry, please, let me have you." Ron leaned down and kissed the soft pale skin of Harry's stomach. "I love you and would never dream of hurting you" Ron lifted himself up and brought his face right above Harry's. Their lips so close they were almost touching.

"Ron, I see you as a friend nothing more." Harry placed his hands on Ron's shoulders.

"It's too bad for you that I don't feel the same way." For the first time, Harry tasted the sweet flesh of his best friend's lips. Unlike Draco's who's were like a dangerous drug that could melt flesh and feeling then leave you gasping for release, Ron's were soft and warm. Yet for some reason that danger was something that Harry craved.

Ron ran his fingers over Harry's chest and down over his pants and crotch. That's when Ron stopped.

"None of this is getting you hard is it?" Ron looked down into Harry's soft eyes.

"Nope, sorry." Ron looked sad.

"No, I'm…"he was cut off by the door slamming open. Draco stood there looking pissed.

"Get off me lover, weasel, before you find yourself begging for death." Draco stared at them with cloudy eyes like sharp knifes. Ron swallowed hard and got off of Harry.

"Just so you know. Harry asked for none of this…from me. I forced it on him." Ron said as he walked past him.

"I know, Harry shows no interest in you. The only one he wants is me." Draco stood there peering at Harry who lay motionless on the bed. He still had his shirt lifted up and was staring at the ceiling. Draco turned around and locked the door.

"Harry, we need to talk." Harry looked over at Draco.

"About what?"

"What happened with Isabella…"

"It's fine, I think I understand. Ron told me it was all a set up. That she kissed you, but…" He gave Draco a hurt look. "Did you enjoy her kissing you?" Draco walked over to the bed.

"How can I enjoy her kissing when it's your lips that I long for?" Draco leaned down and kissed Harry softly on the lips. Pure passion and love, bliss and harmony…true love.

Draco pulled away after a moment.

"I love you, Harry, I truly do." A tear ran down Harry's face. He reached up to Draco and pulled him down on top of him. He held onto him never wanting to let go.

"Tomorrow this will all be over, Draco, does not love me. He hates me, but…" Harry's mind ached with pain.

"I love you, Draco, I will always love you." Harry pulled away from him and kissed Draco lightly. "You should go, get to your next class. I'll go talk to Snape and try to explain things."

"But…"Harry covered the blonde boy's mouth with his hand.

"Go."

Draco gave him an unsure sad look but obeyed and left Harry alone to be with his mixed thoughts and a heart so full of love.