A/N: Hello, my fellow Drarry fans. I want to thank my lovely reviewers: - Ceti , RebeccaKayB16, xxxWallFlowerxxx, DrarrySmurf and of course my loyal reader and reviewer Tenshi Yami – Angel of Darkness. Enjoy this chapter.

Chapter Four

Harry was frantic, he didn't know what to do. These past few weeks he had fallen for Draco and he had ruined it all by lying. How could he be so stupid, now he may lose Draco forever? Last night was amazing, making love to Draco felt right, Harry has had other partners, but the energy and magic he felt stir between him and Draco, made their love making a unique experience.

It had only been a few hours since Draco threw him out, but he still felt awful and he really wanted to hear Draco's voice. He looked up Draco's name in the phone book, it was simple enough, and funnily enough there aren't many Draco Malfoys. He jotted down the number and went to his study to make the call.

Moments later Harry heard Draco's strained voice,

Hello,

Hey, Draco, It's me Harry, just hear me out please!

The line went dead, Draco had hung up. When Harry tried calling again the phone was dead, Draco must have unplugged it.

Harry kicked his desk, 'fuck sake' he just couldn't leave it at that, he must at least explain to Draco. He spent the rest of the night feeling uneasy and he couldn't eat or sleep, he told himself he will leave Draco for tonight, but he will try and talk to him tomorrow.

The next day Harry was tired, he still felt guilty and lonely, he missed Draco. He reached the apartment block and took a few calming breaths, he then went to Draco's floor and knocked. Moments later Draco opened the door, took one look at Harry and went to slam it in his face, Harry was faster and wedged his foot between the frame and door, stopping it. Draco also looked very tired, but Harry noticed his eyes were no longer glazed over and dimmed, they were full on molten silver, shinning grey. They were beautiful, a window directly into Draco's soul.

"Stop staring Potter, remove your foot before I kick you in the shin." Draco's voice was icy cold.

Harry ran his hand through his hair, sighed heavily "Draco, Please, just give me five minutes to explain."

Draco looked at Harry and he thought he was going to say yes, but then the next moment Harry felt a sudden pain in his shin, he stepped back to rub it and the door was slammed in his face.

"Ow Draco that fucking hurt."

Still rubbing his shin, he heard Draco shout through the closed door "Not as much as you hurt me, now fuck off, before I call security."

Harry sat on the floor and leaned against Draco's front door, head titled back against it. "Call security, I'm sure I am faster and know more spells, I'm not going anywhere until you hear me out."

There was silence, then Harry heard a thud as Draco kicked the door "Fine stay out there, you will soon need the bathroom or food. I don't need to use the front door, I can apparate in and out or use the floo network."

Harry felt defeated but he was stubborn and he would sit outside Draco's door for as long as it took for him to let him in. He pulled his knees up, wrapped his arms around them and rested his head on top of them.

Draco had been through various emotions since he found out yesterday that James was actually Potter. He was upset, embarrassed, angry and confused. When Harry called this morning he was relieved to hear his voice, which was fairly similar to James', but then he remembered that he had broken down in front of Potter and felt ashamed, so he slammed the phone down.

Then the stubborn ass had shown up at his apartment, when he opened the door and he took a proper look at Potter, now that his sight has returned 100% he was assaulted with a mixture of emotions. Potter was handsome, he had changed slightly since he last saw him, and he only got better with age. But what struck him the most was the intensity in his eyes, he couldn't deal with what he saw in them, it was Potter and he didn't want to feel these things for him, so he kicked him and slammed the door in his face.

He should have known that Potter wouldn't give up, the bastard actually had the gall to camp out in his doorway. Stupid tosser!

A few hours had passed and Draco knew that Potter was still outside. He had spent the last couple of hours thinking that maybe Potter liked him a little, why would he stay out there if he didn't care. Draco walked up to the front door and hesitantly spoke "Potter? Are you still there?"

A few seconds later he heard "Yeah."

Draco slid to the floor and sat against it side on, his left side leaning against the closed door, legs stretched out in front of him. "You have five minutes, to explain, then you leave, ok?" he shifted around to get comfortable and waited for Potter to explain.

Harry was bored of sitting outside Draco's, when he started thinking it was a waste of time, then he heard Draco call his name. Draco had given him a chance to explain, he turned and leaned against the door side on, legs outstretched.

"First of all I want to say I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you. I think I always had a secret crush on you, but I never really understood, I thought I was straight. It wasn't until final year that I figured it all out as I realised I was gay, we no longer argued and I found myself watching you, just so I could see the way your eyebrows knitted together when you were working on difficult homework, or the way your eyes lit up when you were working in potions, I was confused and frightened, I didn't know if you liked men, I thought if I approached you, you would mock me and I couldn't face the public ridicule." He paused thinking back to his eighth year.

"Then we graduated and we went our separate ways, I barely saw you and I guess I forgot about my crush on you. Then I read an article in The Prophet about your attack and I felt sick, I had to find out if you were ok." He waited "Draco? Are you there?"

He heard some movement, then Draco softly saying "I'm here, go on."

Harry rested his forehead against the door "Then I was shopping in Diagon Alley and someone knocked you down, I wanted to help but I knew you would recognise my voice, I didn't want you to reject me, just because of who I am, and I wanted you to give me a proper chance. So I altered my voice with a spell and helped you."

He took a few steadying breaths "Then something amazing happened, you Draco, you happened." After a long silence Harry added "Because you didn't know it was me, you were more honest and open with me, I saw the real you and I fell hard and fast for you."

He hoped Draco was still listening, he was trying to tell him how he feels, and it was difficult saying this to a door. "Then you would flirt with me, brush past me and I knew I liked you more than just a friend. You started climbing into my bed at night, how I longed to tell you the truth, I wanted to reach out and touch you, but I was scared if I did those things, you would leave my life, I didn't want to lose you, so I said nothing."

Harry paused "Harry…you still there?" Harry's heart skipped a beat, Draco hadn't called him Potter, and he called him Harry, a tiny speck of hoped bloomed inside him.

"Yeah, Draco I'm still here, just trying to think how to word what I want to say." A few seconds later he began explaining again "Then that night, you curled into me, I fell asleep and that was the best sleep I had in a long time. Your presence next to me, calmed me, I felt secure and safe in your arms."

Harry heard Draco inhale sharply "Draco, are you ok?"

Harry wondered if Draco had left "I'm fine." Harry thought he sounded strange, maybe it was Harry's confessions.

"Anyway, the following night you came into my room, but it was different, you were confident, you started touching me, it felt glorious, I wanted to tell you the truth then, but the pleasure soon wiped all thoughts out of my head. Draco, making love to you, was by far the most amazing thing I have ever done."

"Then you cried out my name and I felt terrible, I longed to tell you, I wanted my actual name to fall from your lips in a moan." Harry knelt and put his hand against the door "Then I tried to tell you that night and again in the morning but you brushed me off, I know I should have tried harder, but I was scared of losing you."

Harry stood "Well that it, I have explained as best I can, I will leave as you requested." He turned and walked to the lift, got in and pressed the ground floor.

Draco had listened to every word Harry had said, he couldn't believe Harry liked him in school, if only he used his Gryffindor bravery and told him. When Harry was talking, he had a few moments where he became emotional, hearing Harry speak of how he felt was scary but wonderful at the same time.

He couldn't believe someone would feel that strongly about him. He had fallen for James but James was Harry and Harry felt the same about him. His heart ached when Harry said that making love with him was amazing, he too felt the same.

Then Harry said he was leaving and he didn't know what to do. He was still mad at Harry, still confused over his feeling but most of all he wanted to take a leap of faith and give Harry a chance. By the time he opened the door Harry was gone, the lift was taking too long, so he bolted for the stairs, running down them as fast as he could, hoping to catch Harry up.

He burst through into reception just as the lift doors opened and Harry stepped out looking glum. Their eyes met and both stood frozen to the spot, unsure of who should move first. Both started walking towards the other at the same time, closing the gap between them with every step.

They stopped a few paces away from each other, just staring. Then before Harry knew what was happening Draco had flung himself at Harry, he cupped his face and kissed him full on the lips, it was a long kiss, Draco's lips felt soft and warm. Harry wrapped his arms around Draco's waist and pulled him closer.

They broke apart and Draco whispered "One more strike and you're out, got it."

Harry laughed "Got it." Neither noticed the reception staff and other residents staring at the couple in disbelief.