In some way he felt betrayed so by Draco's but he was somewhat glad he knew. He had sat alone in his room crying for three or more hours when Draco had left. He had of course looked for a knife or any sharp object's but found none. Draco was smarter than that.

Nobody intruded upon him until the sun had set casting the world into darkness. He was standing by the window staring out into the pitch black when Snape entered his chambers.

"Mr Malfoy would like you to come to dinner with him."

"Tell 'Mr Malfoy' that he can go fuck himself."

"Look Potter, Draco has taken you into his home and is trying to help you, I don't know whether you have noticed or not but when it comes to you my godson wears his heart on his sleeve."

"I don't love; I'm not capable of it any more." Harry insisted stubbornly.

"Every one loves Potter, even the Dark Lord did once."

"Don't talk to me about him." Harry spat hatred obvious in those six simple words.

"I do apologise, I will tell Draco you will be down momentarily."

"If you did you'd be lying."

"Then I will send him up to you, I will not see him suffer on your account."

"After what he did today do you really think I'd want to love him, hardly, as soon as I can I'm leaving, and I don't need the added pain of love."

"You forget, the best thing in this world is to love and be loved in return."

"Just leave me alone, I don't want to see him."

Snape nodded curtly and left. Harry magically sealed the door so no magic could break it down and then went back to his staring. A part of him wanted to be held and comforted but the other wanted to be left alone to brood.

Downstairs Draco sat and ate in the dining room alone as Snape had business to attend to that evening away from Malfoy manor. He had written Harry a letter to be given him by house elf as he had tried to get through the door but it was impossible.

He absolutely hated eating alone, he felt so much like...his father. He had hated him and never wanted to be like him. Narcissa had been terrified of him, he wanted to be loved not feared, he wanted Harry's love. He just wasn't sure how to go about getting it. Sure he had the quiditch idea but he wasn't sure that was enough. Then a thought suddenly struck him, abandoning his dinner he went of to the kitchens.

Harry was slightly shocked when a nervous house elf appeared in his room holding a red envelope with Draco's writing on it. He hastily took and dismissed the stuttering elf. Running his finger under the seal he opened it , took out the letter and read the contents.

Harry I know I've been a bit of an idiot, I've done thing's that you should hate me for and there for would not blame you if you screwed this up and threw it away. Any way I have written to apologise and to invite you to my quiditch pitch tomorrow as I know it is a passion of yours, however this letter is mainly to apologise. I hope you can forgive my idiocy as until you do I can not. If you want to see me before hand my room is four doors down from yours. Not that you'll ever want to see me again after what I did. Once again I am very, very, sorry. Yours forever
Draco Malfoy. xxx

Harry could have hugged the parchment in his hand at that moment. He read it at least five times over each time noticing the three kisses at the bottom.

By this time it was very late, past midnight. Looking at the clock on his bedside table it read one thirty in the morning.

Reversing all the various charms and spells placed upon the door Harry crept down the corridor. He pressed his ear to the door he had been told was Draco's and listened.

Inside he heard soft even breathing meaning Draco was asleep. He opened the door slowly and quietly before tiptoeing inside and shutting the door with a soft click. The blonde didn't even stir.

The Slytherin was occupying the left side of the bed so Harry went and lay down on the right side draping an arm around across Draco's middle and cuddling close.

When Draco awoke next morning it was to the sensation of having a warm body curled up beside him. Startled he turned around gently so not to wake the person next to him. The sight that met his eyes could have made him jump out of bed shouting and screaming for joy. There lying next to him was Harry Potter. It wasn't long before emerald like eyes flickered open and fixed on him.

"Morning gorgeous." Draco purred and he actually saw Harry smile.

"Hey Draco, I erm, got your letter, thank you."

"No problem, I'm glad you liked it, so would you like to go to the quiditch pitch today?"

"Yes, I'd love to." Harry said immediately, Draco immediately thanked Sev in his head for giving him the idea. "I'm sorry about not coming down to dinner and locking myself into my room."

"It's alright, I deserved it, I just wanted you to realise that your not alone, that I'm going to be there for you always."

"Thank you, I...if you want o that is...you can...err...kiss me." Harry said nervously.

Draco leant forward and pressed his lips to Harry's but withdrew quickly. "are you alright?"

"He never kissed me Draco, he just touched me a lot and...well...you know, you can kiss me."

Draco leant forward again and kissed him again. This time for longer, it felt so right. "We'd better get dressed, breakfast will be served soon."

"That's the other thing, I don't have any more clothes."

"You can borrow some more of mine." Draco said hopping out of bed and stretching. As he was only in his boxers this gave Harry a magnificent view.

I said red envelope because its Tom Felton's favourite. Check his website if you don't believe me. Any way heres another chapter for you after all you lovely people sent me reviews. So please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please review this. Thank you SS.