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A/N: Can you people look at my profile and let me know if you know what story, I am talking about, please? I really want to reread that story, but I cannot find it… thanks

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Back in Dumbledore's office, Draco and Harry sat in the two chairs situated directly in front of the desk, while Dumbledore sat behind said desk, and their heads of house stood behind them. They then began to retell the entire story (or at least most of it) and Snape threw in comments every now and again when he felt inclined. Dumbledore did not interrupt the entire time he just looked thought full. When they finished everyone was quiet for a couple beats until Dumbledore spoke up; "What do you mean Harry, when you said 'You sang our song'?"

"Well, you see Sir, in third year we were sitting in the big cedar tree out by the lake, talking, when I said that we do not need trouble where it is not necessary. Draco thought I meant I wanted to break up and not even try, so I sang a pretty song that I heard in a movie before. When I finished singing, he took it as 'OK, I'm sorry, I love you and I'm willing to try, to give us a try.' However when we kissed after I finished singing, we glowed bright gold and silver. Which after, about ten hours in the library, we found out it meant we were Soul Bounded."

It was quiet for a long time before McGonagall whispered, "Wow…you two pretended to hate each other and fight for five years just to keep up appearances."

"Well," said Snape after a moment, "that was very good acting. Even I have to admit it."

Dumbledore had that annoying twinkle in his eye as he spoke, "I believe that since you two are Soul Bounded, you have the choice to have your own, private rooms."

Draco glanced at Harry then together they responded, "We'll take it." They then started laughing, just a little high at the feeling of not getting into trouble, and they happiness of not having to hide their relationship anymore, or having to stage fights every other day.

The adults smiled, (or in Snape's case grimaced) at the picture of these two young men so in love and happy.

"Alright you two, let me show you to your new rooms." They both got up and followed Dumbledore, after saying good night to their professors.

Their new rooms were directly in between Gryffindor and Slytherin. When the boys entered they gasped, when you first entered, the first thing you saw was a common room with a fireplace with four leather chairs with a small coffee table and three doors in the back of the room. The middle door lead to a nice sized bedroom, with a king sized bed and a walk in closet. The door to the left was a bathroom, with double sinks, shower, and bathtub that was more like a small pool. Finally, the door to the right was an office space, with two desks, their trunks, and a floor to ceiling bookshelf filled with books! All the furniture was black (the bed had pure white covers) and the walls were painted teal, it was beautiful.

"Wow, this place is amazing," said Harry after the small tour was over.

Draco looked uneasy for a moment, "Umm, Professor? Which table do we sit at?"

"You can either alternate between tables or just choose one to sit at, as you still are in your original houses, so as long as your siting at one, it shouldn't be an issue." He then said goodnight and left.

Harry sighed, "What a crazy day, eh?" He turned toward the bathroom, "Well I am going to go freshen up a bit, and then we can go to bed, if you wish."

Draco nodded, "OK that works." He sat in one of the chairs by the fire to wait.

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In the bathroom, harry was brushing his teeth when he started coughing, hard, after a minute he started coughing up blood. He started seeing visions of people being killed and tortured, still more blood was coming out. It was covering the sink, his clothes, and the floor. He did not know if he was screaming out loud or just in his head. It was getting hard to breathe; he sunk down to the floor still coughing up blood, all he could see were the people dying, over and over. Then he heard the door open and he blacked out.

A/N: SORRY! I know you probably hate the cliffhangers (I know I do…) however, I have this story already written down. I think I wrote this maybe a year ago. Alas, I really needed a place to break the story. So again I apologize. Until next time…

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