Hello guys, sorry for the late update. I worked hard on this chapter, trying to figure it out. Also shakespear reference is used below! so please don't bite me with the plagiarism, it only inspiration!
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Scorpius felt numb. Drained out of emotions. His eyes blank, showing no emotions. Never in his life did he feel so empty. He gazed the steady breathing of his father, his chest rising and falling gently. There were other people in the room that the boy noticed, but those didn't matter, he didn't care. The only person that mattered was his father who was sitting up on his sleep chamber, fully conscious as Mr. Weasley spoke with him. It looked like a serious conversation but Scorpius didn't care what that man was saying, his eyes were fixed on his father, who was looking down at his laps. Scorpius's grey eye slowly scanned the room again, Aunt Pansy, Uncle Blaise settled, on to the side, beside his dad's bed similar to Mr. Weasley. His attention was quickly taken when a tall, sun kissed man walked into the hospital, his head bowed down. Scorpius growled.

Albus felt ashamed. His father walked into the hospital with hesitate steps, his footsteps so heavy that all the heads turned back to behold at that gent.

"Potter!" Blaise yelled jumping out of his stool, in a state of shock that man almost fallen out catching himself at the right moment. Without wasting a second he launched a punch on Harry's visage making the spectacles on his face fall to the ground. Harry stumbled back, the pain rushed through his cheeks, into his nostrils and finally climbing up to his head. Ouch.

"Enough, Zabini! Violence will only destroy what's left of us" Ron said coming in between those folk. Harry bended down to grab his spectacles, without glancing up he put them on and stood up with his eyes still glued to the floor. He felt guilty, ashamed, he wished the ground would consume him. Hesitantly, he looked up, not at Ron, Pansy or Blaise but at the blond who was sitting on the bed. Draco's face was blank, his eyes closed as he leaned back on the head board of the bed, resting his bandaged head. He didn't bother to even look up and acknowledge Harry's existence. Normally, even with their rivalry, Draco and Harry always acknowledge one another, even if it was by calling names or even saying their last name like a curse. Harry felt a pang in his heart, as if someone had slapped him across his face, so hard that it could be heard from miles.

"Bloody hell Potter! Haven't you done enough? What sacrifice will it take for you to leave us alone?" Pansy yelled from behind, the lady looked furious. So furious that Harry though she might just use the killing curse on him and get it over it with just a single swing of Avada Kedavra. Scorpius gritted his teeth so tight that when they rubbed together as small 'crack' was heard.

"You haven't done nothing but destroy our life so far!" those word, for some odd reason, cut through Harry's heart more than crucio "Tell us! What is there left to do, to get rid of your presence! Away forever!?" Blaise shouted trying to escape Ron's grip wanted to land some more punches on Potter's face.

"I came to apologize" his voice so small and quite that Draco almost missed it. Ron turned his head around to look at his best friend.

"I am sorry" He felt the courage in him rising up upon seeing the stun faces of the slytherins "I came to understand that I have caused you all much pain. I truly give my most humble apology for everything I have done since the beginning of this year. I give my words that from now on I will be on my best behaviour and will be civil" He solemnly finished. His eyes shifted to Malfoy and Harry felt himself breathing again, that narrow space in his heart almost vanishing. The blond slytherin was finally looking at him, his grey stormy eyes were slightly widen and his face stunned showing only one expression. Harry couldn't help himself "I most humbly apologize Malfoy, I truly am sorry" he said. Draco blinked, surly he's dreaming or Harry Potter was actually formally apologizing for his behaviour. Draco watched as the small unsure smile slipped on Potter's face and he couldn't help but to blink again. They stared at each other, an odd silence fell in the room as everyone looked at Draco for a dry answer from Legilimency or any other type of response. Finally, the blonde slytherin shook his head and shifted himself to lay back on his sleep chamber closing his eyes as he covered himself with the white blanket. It was a dismissal action and everyone knew that the conversation was over.

"We don't wish to hear any of your pathetic apology Potter. Leave Draco alone!" Pansy yelled at him "Stay away from him, from us, for we never wish to see you again. Don't dare to talk to him and forget about ever laying a finger on him. Don't even direct a glance at him!"

"I am just trying to apologize!" Harry said in defence feeling frustrated. Suddenly Draco moved and placed his hands to his ears, a frown on his face as he looked at Blaise with pleading eyes and pointed his finger to his head.

"Get out Potter, your loud ignorant voice is hurting Draco's injured head" Harry allowed a small whine out of his lips, feeling the guilt bubbling in his stomach again.

"Come mate, next time" Ron said garbing Harry by his arm and dragging them out the hospital.

"But I was just trying to apologize" Harry mumbled into Ron's ear, his brows drawn together with a frown on his face.

"I know mate, I know. Though, Draco is upset right now so next time" he said rubbing his hand on Harry's arm, trying to make the other feel better. Albus watched, before exiting Hospital Wing Uncle Ron turning around with a smile and waved his farewell to the slytherins.


Albus blinked, he was standing in the Gryffindor dorm room. His dad was laying on his bed which was beside Uncle Ron's bed. The room was dark, the only light was coming from the small flame of a candle which was burning on the side table between beds of the two Gryffindors.

"Hey Ron" Harry said turning himself to the side, shuffling the blankets over him as he faced his best friend. The red head hummed back turning his head to Harry, trying not to drown in catch of sleep.

"How come Malfoy doesn't speak?" He asked. Ron blinked at him and then let out a deep sigh.

"I don't know Harry, I tried to ask him but he avoided it" He said in a sleepy voice as Harry hummed back.

"It's been annoying me for a while. It feels weird, like he isn't Malfoy without his voice. Sometimes I wish the old Malfoy would come back, you know the one with the spark inside him."

"Um… Dad…" Albus laughed but of course Harry couldn't hear him so he laughed harder.

This new Malfoy is so… what's the word? Dull. I mean does Malfoy staying out of trouble make any sense to you?" Harry asked turning his head to look at Ron again just to hear a loud snore coming out of him. Harry slammed his hand to his forehead "You wanker, I feel like an idiot now, talking to myself" he mumbled shuffling out of the blanket to blow his candle as Albus exploded into laughter.


It was late, pass the curfew time, Harry knows he shouldn't be sneaking under his invisibility cloth walking to the Astronomy tower but he needed to get out of the Gryffindor tower. He felt strange, his heart felt tight and it was hard to breathe. Thinking he needs some air Harry had decided to leave the comfort of his warm chamber and headed outside. Originally, he planned to go to the Quidditch field but something pulled the man towards the Astronomy tower. There was strange force in the air, convincing his heart in turning his heels, to walk up those long stairs which will lead him to the tower. Harry hasn't been there in a long time, since the death of Dumbledore. It's not like he didn't have the courage the go back, it just felt empty. Bad memories from the last time when Malfoy lowered his wand, in return in Snape talking the villain role and killing the head master of Hogwarts. Harry sighed, taking another step up to the tower.

Malfoy. A wave of curiosity rushed through Harry's system. Malfoy's sudden silence was driving him mad. Albus watched as his dad slowly made his way up the staircase. He looked deep in thought, the stiffness on his visage assured Albus that his father was planning something. Harry sighed again. It's not like he cared, Malfoy could stay silent forever and he still wouldn't give a shit. The real question was why was he silent? The war was traumatising for the whole wizarding world, even Harry struggled to get back on his feet for the first three months but eventually he got up. So what was holding Malfoy back? What was the man hiding?

Taking the last step and entering the tower, Harry smiled when the fresh cold air welcomed him. The air went beneath his cloth making it swirl from the ends, giving Harry a shiver as it passed by his body. He noticed a low base melody in the air and immediately recognized the song.

Wise man say

'Elvis Presley…' thinks Harry his eyes onto the shadow of person sitting on the edge of the wooden floor.

Only fools rush in

With every step, Harry finds himself mentally singing along with the song. As the shadow starts to vade and the mysterious person takes a familiar form Harry's heart skips a beat. Harry stopped beside the man, taken away by his looks, his beauty. The moonlight shined on his platinum hair, making it look silver. His normal slid back hair looked messy as they fell on his forehead so softly that Harry had the urge to reach out and feel them against his fingers. They looked so nice on him like this, then how he normally wears them. His eyes were closed and the long, almost white lashes touched his lower eyelids. Harry couldn't take his eyes of his pale skin which glowed under the moonlight and his lips as red as blood. Harry's heart skipped another beat 'Oh, be still my beating heart' he thinks

Shall I stay? Would be a sin?

Suddenly his grey eyes opened and Harry almost stepped back yet stopped reminding himself that he was under his invisibility cloth and was unseen at the moment. He watched as the blonde took a hold of his wand and tapped it twice making the sound of the music lower. Harry could only gaze as Malfoy turned around his hand reaching out to Harry and gripping onto the cloth instead. In a quick second the blonde swung his hand and the cloth was ripped off Harry's body. As grey eyes pierced at him, in the peaceful night Harry could only hear the faint beat of the music as lyrics played on.

Take my hand, take my whole life too

Harry awkwardly cleared his throat "Dare I ask about Elvis Presley Malfoy?" he finally said with a hint of teasing in his voice. The blond rolled his eyes and looked back to stunning view in front of him. The cloth was still in his hands, Harry notice.

"Can I sit beside you?" When no reply came, Harry took that as a yes and bend down to his knees to squish in that little space in between the wall and Malfoy. The slytherin gave him a glare but Harry returned it with a grin "Come one, move over a little" he said. Harry was sure that the blonde was going to hex him when the blonde reached out for his wand, but it was only to stop the music. Malfoy moved closer to the other end hitting the metal long rod of the handrail giving enough space for Harry to sit down properly. Malfoy gave him a suspicious glare again but Harry smiled back before looking ahead to the hills in front of him. As minutes ticked by slowly, Harry could only think of one thing. Strawberries. The slytherin prince smelled like strawberries and the Golden boy couldn't help but to inhale the sweet scent.

Scorpius gazed, holding his breathe in as Mr. Potter and his dad sat together silently. A part of him was scared, that this was all a trick and Mr. Potter will push his dad down. The other part of him was yelling at him for having such an absurd thought but he couldn't help to worry.

"Couldn't sleep?" Harry asked and from the side of his perspective he saw Malfoy shaking his head "Yeah, same" A ruffled sound came and Harry turned his head to see Malfoy shuffling his invisibility cloth on his legs. It looked odd considering his lower body disappeared and then it occurred to Harry. Malfoy looked cold. Harry looked away, he shouldn't care if Malfoy was cold, hell he could freeze to death of all Harry cared. Ah, but if Malfoy actually froze he would fall down the tower, right? And if he falls the blame would come on Harry, so maybe he should care. Beside Ron would get upset if Malfoy died and he can't stand an upset Ron Weasley. Harry glances to his side again, his eyes landing back on the blonde. He found it hard breathe, Malfoy looked so beautiful, so quaint and God, why did he give this git such a pretty face? Harry wondered. It's unfair. It wasn't that he never noticed the blonde before, even a blind man could tell Malfoy was the most beautiful person. Malfoy looked lost, his eyes only gazed at the moon, his pointy nose red from the tips. His hair blew slightly with the wind, falling on his eyes, the tip of his ears were red and his cheeks were flushed red as he hugged his upper body. Harry didn't care, no he certainly didn't, but he also didn't fancy the idea of Malfoy dying. Letting out a small sigh, he removed his black leather jacket from his shoulders which he had luckily grabbed before leaving his bed. He elbowed Malfoy lightly to get his attention.

"Here" he said when the grey eyes met his green ones "take it" he urged. Draco stared fixedly at him for a moment, his lips pressed together, a confused look on his visage and then looked down at the jacket. Harry watched, the tip of Malfoy's pink tongue came out as it curled around his lower lip, licking it lightly before dragging the lip in between his teeth. Harry gulped, well damn. Malfoy shook his head, his hair falling on his eyes and he gently pushed Gryffindor's hand away. Harry found his fingers itching to play with the other's blonde hair, shaking his head he dismissed that thought. He scowled himself, he shouldn't be having such thoughts for his comparative especially when he already has a lover.

"Please, I insist" if possible his grey eyes widen even more. Malfoy bit his lower lip making it even redder then before and Harry forced himself to look away. What was with Malfoy and biting his lips, is he trying to look sexier then he already is? Harry internally whined, Merlin help him. He jerked when cold finger touched his and his leather jacket slipped out of his hands. A wave of shock rushed through his veins, making his heart jump and then slowly beat against his ribs. Just a small touch of Malfoy's fingers was enough to twirl Harry's stomach inside out. He watched as Malfoy nodded at him and wore his jacket. It was huge on him of course, Malfoy's small shoulders almost slipped out and his hands couldn't be seen by the long arms of Harry's jacket.

"You look cute" he says before thinking. Malfoy snapped his head towards Harry, his eyes as wide as Harry's. "Ah! I mean-Good! You look good!" and Malfoy raised his eyebrow "No! Not good!" feeling panicked when Malfoy drew his eyebrow together "No! My most humble apology! Didn't mean that! Like nice, very decent… Nice hair by the way" 'Lame, Harry. Please jump off the tower right now' He told himself whining a little, biting the inside of his cheek. A smile appeared on his red lips and Harry felt his heart dancing in happiness 'score!' he thought. He watched as Malfoy swung his wand then suddenly he felt a spark in his brain.

'You are weird Potter but I already know that so grant you mercy. Thank you I guess' he heard Malfoy in his head. Harry gasped "I missed your voice!" and he slammed his hand to his mouth from which he currently speaks nonsense only. Seriously, what the bloody hell was wrong with him? Did his brain not work at nights? Or did it decide to shut down every time Malfoy was around? A beautiful laughter left Malfoy's mouth and Harry felt himself listening to it, watching the relax expression in the Slytherin's face. 'Yeah, most defiantly weird' Harry felt dazed by the brilliant grin on Malfoy's pure lips, which had lit up all of his face. He has never seen the blond grin or even a smile before and if he was honest with himself Malfoy never ever smiled at him before. It was always, a smirk, a scowl or a glare. This was nice, this was wonderful. Harry made a decision that from now on he'll focus more on making Malfoy smile more than glaring.

"Guess it's another one of my charms" He said with wiggling his eyebrows and Malfoy chuckled 'being weird is a charm? How come I wasn't aware of that?' Harry shrugged his shoulders and said "Clearly you have being missing out on all the excitement, no worries though, now you know"

'So how come you aren't trying to kill me?' Malfoy gave him an amused look. Harry felt the guilt bubble in his chest "Listen Malfoy… I am sorry" he said. His eyes fell on Malfoy's bandaged head, his platinum hair sticking out from some places. Malfoy looked at him, there was a strange emotions swirling in his grey eyes and Harry stared back feeling the beat of his heart. Trust. That was the emotion in Malfoy's eyes, Harry was sure that the slytherin was mostly debating himself whether to believe Harry or not.

"I truly am" he whispered hoping that Malfoy would understand. A small smile tugged on his lips and Harry felt a pang of hope rising in the pit of his stomach 'Apology accepted' he replied and the voice had sounded so loud and clear in Harry's head that he suddenly start to feel overwhelmed. Harry looked down, then looked up, back to the view in front of him with Malfoy's smile replying in his head.

'So um…' Harry turned his head to the blond who was fidgeting a little. There was a tender blush on his pale cheeks, Harry noticed. 'Was- Ah, Was he asleep when you came up?' Harry blinked "Who?" he asked. Harry watched as the blush on Malfoy's face got heavier 'Ron…' his voice was so small that Harry barely heard him. Ron? Harry blinked, his brain thinking fast. Malfoy was blushing and asking about Ron. Malfoy. Blushing. Asking about RON. When did they get to first name bases?

"Yes" he said dryly and Malfoy nodded at him looking down at his laps, the red stained on his cheeks.

"You and Ron have become very close, considering you are on first name bases" Harry was sure his voice sounded bitter but he couldn't care less. There was this strange feeling in his chest, wherefore was that Malfoy could call Ron, Ron but Harry, Potter. Malfoy shrugged his shoulders, his head resting onto the side of handrail, he let out a yawn. 'I should head back' Harry watched Malfoy taking his invisibility cloth off and shoving it on Harry's lap. He got up and took the black leather jacket off 'Thanks Potter' he said handing the jacket over.

"Harry"

'What?'

"My name is Harry, call me that"

Draco blinked 'We aren't friends Potter' he watched as Harry got on his feet to match his height. Draco's eyes widen when Harry extended his right hand out, a sudden flashback comes right before his eyes back to when they were eleven year olds "I am Malfoy… Draco Malfoy"

"Hi I am Potter… Harry Potter" he said with a grin. Albus held his breath at the back of his throat, leaning forward towards Draco to hear his answer. Scorpius felt his heart beat against his ribs, he watched the stunned expression on his dad's face and counted down to ten to calm his pounding heart.

'Well soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. Don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there' Draco smirks and extends his hand.

Draco stares at the strong sun-kissed hand in front of him. He blinks. He remembers how upset he was that day when Potter rejected his hand in friends. Oh, how much Draco wished it was the other way around and that it him who reject Potter's hand in friendship so that Potter could feel what he felt that day. This is the moment, right now, this second Draco could walk away and leave Potter behind. His old revenge would be fulfil and his past self could finally rest.

Harry looks down at the hand with a blank face and a tight jaw 'I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks' he says.

'Well Potter who knew to get to you, I would have be-friend Ron first. Should have done that seven years ago' he gave a smile as he reached out to grip Potter's hand in his. See that was the difference between seven years ago and now was, Draco grew up. Potter's face lit up brilliantly, he flashed a grin at Draco and formally shook hands with the blonde.

Albus let out his breath and screamed 'FUCKING FINALLY!'

Scorpius jumped in joy, he watched as Mr. Potter let go his dad's hand with a smile.

'Well I should get going' Draco stepped back as Po- Harry- swung his invisibility cloth around him as it landed on his shoulders.

"Do you want me to drop you off to the Dungeon?" Harry asked

'No it's fine. I can manage, I have done this before many times' Draco assured

"Alright… Have a good night then, Draco" His name sounded strange to Harry's ears but not to his tongue. Draco, Draco, Draco he mentally repeated. It sounded nice.

'You too, Good night' Draco turned towards the staircase and before stepping down he turn his head back to see Harry staring at him. He smirked and said 'next time I see you here at this hour Harry, I will give you a detention with Flich' Harry's loud laughter followed after him as he walked down the stairs with a smile on his lips.


It was windy and leaves were falling, covering the naked ground with flush colors of orange, green and yellow. Albus wasn't sure what month or day it was, but from the looks of it the, few days of autumn were almost finished in addition it should be the last days of October.

Harry walked down the to the side path of the lake, kicking the leaves, his hands in his pockets as he tucked his nose in his scarf. It was cold. He breathed out a sigh, the air turning into small fog as soon as it left his lips. Something has been bothering him lately. It was Ginny and he couldn't put his fingers on it. He loved his lady, everything about her was perfect. She was strong, reliable, beautiful and most of all she loved him back. Her laugh was nice, she is talented at Quidditch even the sex was good, though he couldn't help but feel something was missing. The excitement, the joy he once felt around her was fading away and no matter how many times he tried to grab on the fading feeling, it would always escape his fingers. Sometimes she spoke and argued like a child, perhaps it was because she was three years younger than him? Her knowledge and understandings didn't match his and they sometimes have fights over it. Harry shook out of his thoughts when he heard a loud splash sound. He looked up to see Draco Malfoy sitting just a couple of steps in front of him, giving him a blank look as he held onto a pebble in his hands.

"Oh… Hello, I didn't notice you" Harry said awkwardly. Draco shrugged his shoulders and looked back at the lake throwing another pebble into the water. Harry blinked, for how long was Draco there for? Deciding to go along with his heart for once and ignoring his brain Harry walked forward and took a seat beside the slytherin. They sat in silence, listening to the hush of the wind and the rushing sound of the water. It was quite. It was peaceful. Scorpius watched preparing his heart, scared that any second now Mr. Potter would throw himself on his dad and send him for another round at Hospital wing.

Harry glanced to the side, Draco looked blank, his grey eyes looked dull, and his skin looked paler than usual. He was sitting with his right leg up, his point chin resting on the knee cap. He hugged his knee with his arms warped around it and Harry finally noticed; Draco looked lifeless. There were no emotions on his face and his lips looked dry but still so red like he had just drank blood. The tip of his nose was red and his cheeks were flushed red. Harry glanced down to see that the blonde was wearing his school uniform only. No other warm garments to protect him from the freezing weather, just a light white collar shirt and black jeans. Not even a sweater.

"Draco…"

No response.

"Draco!"

Nothing, not even a flinch. Not even a glance, he just stared into the lake. Harry reached his hand up to his warm red scarp and slipped it out of his neck. He didn't know what he was doing, all he thinks is that the blonde in front of him looks cold. In a second he draped the scarf over Draco's neck, the blond flinches and Harry gently wrapped the scarf around his thin neck in a lose hoop.

"Draco, are you well?" Harry knew his words were wasted on the Slytherin. Draco looked down at the ground, instead of Harry giving a bereft look. His eyes looked beyond the horizon, so far away, too far to reach.

"What's wrong?" the wind blew by him and Harry got a feeling that maybe he was being pushy. His guess was right when Draco stood up and took the scarf off him, throwing it at his face. For a second Harry was blinded by the red blob of cotton but he quickly caught the scarf in his hands. He opened his eyes to see Draco walking away.

"Draco!" he shouted but the blond kept on walking his head down and hands in his pockets. Harry slowly followed behind "Draco stop…" he whispered. His heart throbbed and for an unknown reason Harry felt the ache in his chest getting stronger with every step Draco took. He doesn't understand the sudden interest to get close to Draco but there's something about him pulling Harry towards him. Like a magnet. Pushing him. Urging him to talk to the blond. Maybe it's his lifeless eyes or the way he walks and talks. Maybe it's not a sudden interest, it was always there Harry just chose to ignore it.

"I know things have been very hard for you after the war, I understand because it's been the same with me" he doesn't know what he's saying but he needs Draco to hear this. He feels the need to say something, anything, for Draco to stop walking "I don't know the feeling of seeing your dad getting the kiss in public eye but I know the feeling of missing a shadow of a father" Draco's steps became lighter and he started to walk slower "I don't know how it feels when you wake up to find that your mother has commit suicide but I do know the feeling of missing the love of a mother's arms" Draco stopped walking and Harry walked fast to catch up with him "I don't know the feeling of hatred from every human being who lays an eye on you but I know what it feels like to be hated by your own family" He said softly stopping behind the blond. He reached up to touch Draco's small shoulders "I know the feeling of losing friends in a war" he whispered right behind his ear as he turned the blonde around to look at him. Harry's breathe was stuck, the grey eyes shined with so many emotions and he felt another stab in his heart.

"We might be opposite… but we are very similar, so you don't have to walk away from me" Harry gave him a shaky smile and the blond stared at him. Harry blinks and looks down, his throat aches. He brings his scarf up and wraps it around Draco's neck again. Harry loves the way Draco carries himself, he wants to know more and more about the blond. He wants to know everything, what he's thinking, what he does with his time. To Harry, Draco was so mystifying, everything about him screamed mystery. Maybe Hermione was right, perhaps there is something about Draco that gets him so hooked on. So drunk for him, so obsessed.

"Come on… let's go back" Harry urged with a small smile. He offers the blonde his arm, Draco looks hesitate for a second but takes it nevertheless. Albus watched them walk in silence his heart was aching, his emotions were rising and falling.

The walk was silent, Harry found Draco leaning in him a little, his body felt cold. He cursed himself for not bringing a coat with him, he had nothing else to offer the blonde.

"You must be insane for coming to the lake in this cold weather" Harry joked trying to take away the heavy atmosphere around them "What's so fascinating about this lodging anyway? Oh Merlin, it looks like it's going to rain soon" he finished as the dark clouds started to take over the sky. Suddenly, Draco stops walking. 'Hmm' Harry's eyes widen, he quickly tuned his head back to look at Draco who was standing with his hands to lips as he gazed at the lake. Harry's eyes fell on the tip of his fingers, they red from the cold and possible frozen. Without a second though he took his glows off and shoved them towards the blonde. Draco looked down at the and grabbed the glows from Potter's hands "I like the rain though, it smells like home"

Harry stood silent, he gazed Draco wearing his gloves without the grey eyes meeting his.

"Your voice…" Harry watched as Draco stiffed "isn't it strange, not to talk at all?" he said as they started to walk again. Draco shook his head and Harry looked down at the ground trying to find the right words.

"How come you don't talk anymore?" he finally asked. A gentle breeze of air went by them, Harry's eyes followed Draco as the blonde looked up at the sky his platinum hairy falling back "What's the point in speaking? When in a world like ours all the words do is destroy us faster than the use of the killing curse"

This is not Draco Malfoy, who is this person standing beside Harry?

"Yo-ou… Are you really Draco Malfoy?" Harry shuttered out and Draco gave a bitter chuckle.

'For the longest time I have been asking myself the same question… Who are you?' Harry watched the way Draco's long blonde lashed fluttered every time he blinked. Or how his plum lips looked ever redder, when he sticks his tongue out to lick them every once a while.

'It's almost funny how easy it is lose but so hard to find yourself again' Harry frowned, the blank look on Draco's didn't look nice on his pretty face.

"Take your time then, who is asking you to rush" Harry says. Draco blinks at him and to Harry's delight a small smile appears on his face. Then suddenly an ugly purple bruise appears on Draco's pale cheek, which wasn't there before. Without thinking Harry reached out and touched his face, it was cold, Draco's skin was freezing. Harry felt the man stiff under his touch.

"What happened? Why are you bruised?" now that Harry pays attention, Draco's whole outfit is a mess. His shirt is messily tucked out, his jeans are rusty with some dirt as if he fell on the ground.

"Who did this to you?" Draco slapped his hand away harshly and almost regretted it when pain flashed on Harry's face.

'None of your business' he waved his wand and the bruise was gone again. Harry looked at him "You don't deserve to be treated like this Draco" he said softly looking at the ground, with a strange throb in his chest.

'Fancy hearing that from you, who knocked me to Hospital wing just four weeks ago' Harry filched at the cold tone in his voice. His heart ached more and he gulped down forcefully hoping to ease the pain in his chest.

"I-I am sorry" he mumbles

He hears Draco click his tongue as he let out a frustrated sigh and Harry looked up to see his hand in his platinum hair.

'Look. My most humble apology, it's been a rough day' and Harry fakes a smile "it's okay" he said hoping that Draco won't see right through his act. They continue to walk back to Hogwarts without sharing any more words, an awkward silence fall on them. Harry kept glancing at Draco, who paid no attention to him, his grey eyes looking beyond any barrier. Lost somewhere in the dark abyss created by himself, somewhere so far that no matter how hard Harry tried he won't be able to reach him. 'But I haven't tried anything yet' Harry thinks. Upon reaching the gates of Hogwarts, Draco politely returns Harry's scarf and shows gratitude for his company by saying 'thank you'. Harry wanted to say something to the walking away figure of Draco instead he turned his heels to the Gryffindor tower with the whole in heart getting bigger and bigger.


Scorpius watched as students walked in the crowed hallway. He looked around to see where his father was, a pout making his lips when he failed to spot him.

"Harry! I have been looking at over for you" Scorpius's eyes fell on the Gryffindor Trio in front of him and his brows came together. 'Again? This isn't daddy's memory. Is it Mr. Weasley's then? Is that even possible?' Scorpius thought as he watched Ms. Potter hugging Mr. Potter's arm.

A loud drop of books and a shattering sound like a broken glass made Albus look away from his parents.

"Watch where the fuck you are going, you little brats!" the Gryffindor sir hissed, everyone in the hallway stopped to behold at the scene in the middle of hallway. There were books on the ground with a fallen Ravenclaw boy who was picking up the shattered glass with a group of Ravenclaws, Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs beside the boy. Beside them stood three first year Slytherins looking scared and shaken up from the aggressive voice used earlier by the Gryffindor.

"W-we are s-sorry" the little slytherin girl shivered as the lady stepped back.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it you brat! That was a memory globe you broke!" said one of the Ravenclaw boy "Pay up you useless Slytherins!" they crowded the little Slytherins in a circle. Albus's breathe inched in his throat he turned to see his dad and Uncle Ron walking towards the scene before a loud voice broke through.

"That's enough!"

"Blaise!" The little slytherin wench squeaked in happiness, tears rolling down her big eyes.

"Pansy!" The other wench said sounding as relief followed by the last wench "Astoria!"

Albus watched as his dad and Uncle Ron paused their feet to see Mr. Zabini breaking the thug circle to get to the little girls.

"Be ashamed of yourself for bullying little girls" Blaise growled coming in front of the three girls, shielding them with his large body as they hid behind him.

"You all are disgusting, these girls are just first years!" Pansy yelled coming around the girls, covering their backs from the group of thugs around those folk.

"Oh, what are you going to do Parkinson? Hand us to the Dark Lord" Pansy flushed in embarrassment and looked down at her feet. Harry heard Ginny snickered beside him and he gave her an icy look which she ignored.

"That's quite enough. As the head girl of the Slytherin house, I personally apologize for the broken memory globe. I am willing to pay the price" Astoria said coming in between.

"Oh Greengrass, we don't need money when we all know you are rich enough to effort it" One of the Gryffindor said walking around the beautiful lady as he checked her out. Scorpius let out a possessive growl, anger boiling in him, he didn't like the way that man was eyeing his mother. Astoria gave him a dirty look "What is it that you wish to get instead?"

"Oh, we can think of many things if you join us in our room and then consider the depth to be over" a smirk made the man's face and before he could take another step towards her a strong punch landed on his face.

"You dare to say that!" Blaise yelled, anger taking over him. Before he could land another punch at the man's face, he stopped as they all took their wands out and pointed at him.

"NO!" A loud mixture of voice went in around the hallway from various people, one of them being Albus and his father.

"Expelliarmus!" Blaise didn't know who said it all he saw was a beam of light coming at him.

"EXPECTO PATRONUM!"

When his waiting death didn't approach him, Blaise fluttered his eyes open to see a long solid blue shield in front of him. He slipped back, landing on his bump as a loud gasp escaped his lips and from behind he heard a gasp from Pansy feeling the all too familiar wave of magic running around them.

Harry's eyes widen as the shield around Blaise turned into a big, elegant white wolf. Never in his life had he seen such a beautiful Patronum. The fur of the wolf looked soft, resembling an arctic wolf which are knowing to be lived up north hence far away from London. The eyes of the wolf were sharp, it gave a low dangerous growl to the rivals from the other houses as it possessively circled the Slytherins like they were a part of his pack. Wolfs are known to be territorial and whoever dares to threaten their possession, they don't get to live long.

"Whose Patronum is that?" Harry mumbled, taken by the beauty of the stunning animal form in front of him. He has never seen an artic wolf before, always heard stories about their beauties and now Harry actually believed them. The magic felt familiar to him, yet he couldn't put his fingers on it.

"Don't know" Hermione whispered. Harry looked around to see he wasn't the only one taken away the wolf, almost every person in the hallway was gazing at it.

"Daddy" Scorpius jumped in joy, recognizing that patronum all too well. Loud footsteps came from the back of the hallway, Harry walked forward to see who it was. For a whole second Harry had forgotten how to breathe as he watched a furious looking Draco Malfoy walking towards the Slytherins. His hand was tangled in the hook of his tie as his fingers worked on losing it. His tight white shirt tucked in his dark black jeans, showing his fit figure and his other hand gripping onto his new wand tightly. Sweat rolling down from his forehand to his pointy V-shape chin. Harry swears by that Draco has never look so dashing before then now. He felt excitement bubbling in him, and he let out a shaky chuckle seeing the familiar fire in Draco's eyes coming back once again. So maybe Ron was right, he was perhaps a little bit twisted in mind. Just a little bit.

Draco stopped in front of the group of boys, his brows were together creating folds. He pointed his wand at them and titled his head giving a murderous look.

"You all Slytherins need to be punished by the ministry! Especially you Malfoy!" one of them yelled and Harry growled. Who were these arrogant people, wasting their miserable lives? He smirked when Draco's normal grey eyes glowed sliver resembling his wolf in that moment and he knew that it wasn't wise to step in. Malfoy was about to start his game and Harry was going to sit back to enjoy it.

"What greater punishment is there in life when I've lost everything that made it worth living for at one time" his voice was dangerously undertone, it held enough strength to pull a silence in every person present in the hallway.

"Daddy…" Scorpius knowns his voice broke at the end but he didn't care for his heart felt like it was falling apart.

"You hurt me as much as you want, but if you lay; even a finger on Blaise and Pansy again, I will erase you all" He growled, like his Wolf "Do you understand?" Harry felt a shiver rush down in the back of his spin and he bit his lower lip trying to hold in his excitement before he decides to dare Malfoy in a duel. There was so much magic coming out of Malfoy's body that people in the hallway started to walk away from them. The group of boys took a shaky step back as they turned around to run but before they could take another step Malfoy's Wolf jumped behind them and gave a predator growl.

"We understand!" They said looking back at Malfoy who gave a stiffed nod.

"Now leave before I change my mind on sparing any of you" he growled and Harry held onto his wand tightly, deep inside the pocket of his robes. Blaise jumped on him, hugging him tightly "Draco I love you! Please never stop talking" Scorpius giggled.

"My love! You can't imagine my happiness on hearing your voice again" Pansy said happily as she also jumped onto the blond. Draco smiled rolling his eyes, his friends so dramatic still the man hugged them back. He let out a small laugh as the three little girls ask him to bend down to give him a kiss on the cheek for helping them out. Astoria smiled at him and shook her head at him as if he was the most carless creature on the planet to which he just shrugged at.

"Draco!" Draco looked up to see the Gryffindor trio standing in front of him. As he gazed into those green eyes, his Wolf Patronum slowly started to walk towards Harry, eyes piercing into his soul. Ginny stepped back away as the wolf started to circle around Harry, sniffing in his scent.

"Oi! Draco! Control your wolf!" Harry watched as intense grey eyes shifted from him to his best friend. Ron let out a small whelp sound but the wolf nuzzled its face to his leg, letting out a small purring sound from the back of its throat. Ron blinked and let out a small laugh and bended down to pet its fur. In return the wolf licked Ron's face as the red head laughed more, rubbing its soft fur gently.

"On a second though, don't, I like it" he said grinning and the Gryffindor brunette watched as Draco's intense glare melted into a soft stare with a gentle smile on his face. Harry frowned.

"Good to see you talking again Draco. Who knew the key to open your voice was just to get to your friends. How Hufflepuff of you" Harry said with a smirk and from the side he heard a low threating growl, enjoying as the grey eyes landed on him again.

"Why Harry, I didn't know you cared. It would be wise for you to stay away from my business or else you could accidentally get hurt next" Draco warned, then he felt a soft touch from the right side of the back of his tight and his body stiffened up in alert. From his side emerged a luxurious, stunning and wild stag "Are you threating me Draco?" Potter said with a smirk. Draco's Wolf growled, as it started to circled Harry again, glaring daggers at him, just waiting on Malfoy's order to rip his body apart in tiny pieces. Draco looked to his side, the stag was looking at him, it tilted its head and Draco raised his eyebrow. The stag gently nuzzled its nose to Draco's leg and the blonde drop his hand to pet its head.

"Sorry to interrupt, but at which hour did the two off you started with the first name bases?" Ron's oblivious voice echoed through them, they grinned at him and Ron almost fell back in shock.

"Wandless magic, Harry. Very impressive" Draco smirked crossing his arms.

"Be careful Draco. That was almost a compliment" came the cocky reply and Draco let out a chuckle "Hmm and we wouldn't want that now would me" he said. Harry gave a playful grin as the stag and the wolf started to walk towards each other.

"Um guys, please don't do anything crazy" Ron said in a panic voice watching the two Patronum walking slowly at each other. Draco raised his eyebrow playfully, Harry grinned his teeth and that's when Ron knew that all hell is going to get lose. "Ah bloody hell! I forgot who I am taking with!" he said rubbing his hand in his red hair and Hermione chuckled beside him. Albus felt his heart beat in his chest from the excitement, there something in the moment which so tendering. The two Patronum animal then started to run across the hallway, Scorpius could barely breathe everything was having so fast. Right when the Stag and the Wolf were about to slam into each other they disappeared into tiny sparkles of blue dust. It burst in the room, falling everywhere. The scene looked very close to the dark night when star shined brightly in the sky.

Scorpius gasped as the blue little sparkles fell in the hallway, over everyone, his breath was taken away from him. It looked so beautiful that no words could describe it. It was magical.

Then Draco turned around "Good day Potter, Ron" he said as the other Slytherin's followed him back.

"What happened to 'Harry'!?" he yelled out but all in return all he got was a little wave from the back of Malfoy's pale hand and Harry couldn't stop grinning.


"Oi! Draco! Come sit with us" Ron called out to the three slytherins who just entered the Great hall. He waved his hand high eagerly from the Gryffindor table with a smile on his face. Albus shook his head amused as he watched the Slytherins giving each other a steady look.

Scorpius watched his father shrugging his shoulders and nodding his head to uncle Blaise and Aunt Pansy to join him.

"Ah, Ron must you do that?" Ginny frowned to her brother who waved her off. The students watched stunned as the three Slytherins took a seat beside their favourite Gryffindors. Ron patted the seat beside him, urging Draco to sit with him. Harry's eyes followed the small smile on Draco's lips "Good afternoon" the man greeted and Harry gulped. He had almost forgotten how the blond sounded like, his clam yet sharp voice felt like music to ears. Draco sat in front of him, the scent of strawberry filled in the air and Harry smiled to himself.

"Afternoon mate! Haven't seen you since yesterday after that amazing scene you created" Ron chewed on the chicken as he dropped his arm on Draco's shoulder "You had me worried mate, I was about to visit you in the dungeon" he said.

"Please don't speak with your mouth filled Weasley" Pansy said, wrinkling her nose sitting in between Draco and Blaise.

"Sorry for making you worry" Draco said crabbing a plate. His eyes fluttered up to meet with Potter's green ones who was sitting in front of him. Draco smiled at him, he watched as Harry blinked and smiled back.

"Hello Draco" said the Golden boy.

"Harry" the slytherin prince nodded.

"So what was the going conversation before we came" Blaise asked as Pansy gave him a plate.

"Soulmates" Hermione said closing the book she was currently reading.

"Soulmates? What is that?" questioned Blaise and Pansy, even Draco looked up at the pretty lady with interest. Scorpius titled his head on the said unknown term with a small frown on his lips.

"It's an interested theory created by Muggles" She said looking at the slytherins "It's a psychological theory they believe in actually" she corrected.

"Well… Enlighten us Granger" Draco said looking at her. She looked up at him, shocked, she was accepting a hasty reply or even name calling. He raised his eyebrow up and she blinked at him then when she least accepted it, he gave her a small smile; a genuine smile. Hermione felt her cheeks heat up, his smile was so beautiful as if it has struggled through many tears. It could definitely break a heart. She gave him a hesitant smile in return.

"Muggles believe that some humans are born with a love partner just made for them and others chose their own love partners" she watched as Pansy and Blaise leaned in to listen "The ones who are born for another are hence called 'Soulmates', to be fated together. Soulmate will keep crossing paths till they fall in love together. Someone who shares their partner's deepest longings, their sense of direction. Soulmates are born to complete each other otherwise they are half incomplete" she explained.

"But what happens when you love someone else and not them?" Pansy asked

"With soulmates no matter how many people you date, it won't ever work out. Muggles believe that soulmates have a unique bond then those who pick their partners. They are unknown to love till soulmates finally get together. Love before their soulmate partner is temporary and involves feelings which aren't as strong" she picked up her plate and put some chicken salad in it "The bond between soulmates not only connects them by heart but also by the brain. The partners are able feel each others emotions. Can read each other's thoughts, minds, can feel each other's pain and their love so strong that it can't be shared with another person. It's a spiritual relationship, a connection which can only be shared between soulmates" the silence around her was enough to tell Hermione that everyone around her was listening to her. They all stared at her with interest, a topic so fascinating that they couldn't help but to listen attentively.

"So what happens if one of them dies?" Ron asked looking at his lady.

"Muggles also have a past and future life concept" she said chewing her salad "If one of dies or both, they are reborn to meet in a different life to continue their abandoned love story. Tragically, they will keep on living different lives till they are finally together, even if it takes over 800 years. If one of the partner dies, the other will have to live on without them forever. They can marry or date a different person but a soulmate love can never be replaced, the emptiness will follow them to their graves" Pansy and Ginny let out a loud gasp "that's so tragic" Ginny whispered.

Draco for some very odd reason, felt himself lose his appetite. A strange feeling twirled in the pit of his stomach "How does one know they have a soulmate?" he asked. Harry's eyes fell on him.

"There is a theory that when soulmates meet for the first time, they attract each other unconsciously, let it be through love or hate. Something inside them keeps pulling them together. They circle around one another, they always find a way to be together let be unconsciously or consciously. Fate will keep on leading them together, in different place at different times. They will forever keep on crossing paths till they finally come together" Hermione took a sip from her pumpkin juice "There a Japanese theory about a red string which is attached to their pinkies, connecting them together; forever. Muggles say that soulmate love is the most beautiful kind but also a curse if it doesn't work out. For this type of love last the longest, hurts the deepest and feels the strongest" Hermione snapped her fingers, he eyes glowed as if she had remembered something important.

"If I remember correctly, a famous Muggle author name Shakespeare wrote a book called Romeo & Juliet. It's about two star crossed lovers who fall in love and- "I have read that book" Harry said suddenly. Draco turned his head to look at the Gryffindor who was looking down at his plate, his brows drawn together, thinking hard.

"They were enemies who fall in love, their love as boundless as the sea, as deep as the ocean and so sinful that it costed them their lives" he didn't know why but something inside him told him to look up at Draco and so he did. He was surprised to find the grey eyes already watching him. "Such deep love would only be destroyed by the world around them. Even if they died at the end by the rivalry of their families, they died together" Time hath seemed to freeze for a moment, at the exact second their eyes locked and Harry could scarcely breathe at the intensity of Malfoy's expression. When soulmates meet for the first time, they attract each other unconsciously, let it be through love or hate. Draco gulped, Harry's green heated eyes stared at him like they were looking in his soul. Something inside them keeps pulling them together. Every sound around them faded away, it was just them in that moment as they seek into their souls trying to find the reason behind the sudden emptiness in their hearts. Enemies who fell in love.

Harry shook out of his state of thoughts when Hermione's voice spoke out to him "Impressive Harry! You didn't tell me you were into Muggle literature!" she beamed at him looking proud. The whole soulmate concept was odd Draco concluded. It was good that wizards didn't believe in such ridiculous theories, soulmates, such fantasy surely wouldn't exist in real life.

"That's so dreamy" Pansy said swing her arms around Blaise "to have a love like that" she said leaning her head onto his strong arms. Draco looked down at his plate when the ginger Weasley-girl kissed Potter on the lips and Ron kissed Granger, feeling odd that he was surrounded by couples.

Scorpius was stunned, he wondered if the theory was true? Though wizards don't believe in Soulmates. In fact he never even heard of the term before Ms. Weasley said it. He felt a thug in his heart, he closed his eyes and places his hands to his heart.

"Albus…" he missed Albus. He missed him so much. He wanted to hug him, kiss him and hold him again.

Albus felt his heart aching, his thoughts revolving around Scorpius. It felt like forever, he craved the touch of the other. Listening to the whole soulmate concept Albus can't help but to miss his Scorpius. He wants to kiss those juicy lips, wants to feel that pale skin under his warm touch. Letting out a sigh he looked up "I miss you" he said.

"Oh! Who's going to the Halloween party this week?" Ron asked suddenly.

"I believe we all are, Weasley" Blaise said dryly rolling his eyes.

Ron's eyebrows shot up and he turned his head to Draco "Oh? Draco has a date" he said teasingly, hitting Draco's arm with his elbow. Harry looked up to see Draco rubbing the side of his arm as he glared at Ron.

"No but I am being forced by Pansy to ask Astoria out" he said.

"Why being forced?" Harry asked and Draco looked up at him. Why is it that every time Draco looks at him, it gets harder to breathe?

"I don't wish to dress up in a fake costume, it's a waste. I rather do something useful with my time unlike you Potter who has nothing better to with his- OUCH! Weasley! That was my bloody foot" Draco turned his head to Ron, glaring daggers at him.

"Oh? Was it now? My most humble apologies, I was listening to your foul words so didn't notice" His voice sounded pure and his face looked innocent as fluttered his eyelashes at Draco a couple of times. Draco frowned "Sure you didn't" he mumbled. Harry blinked, Malfoy was pouting. What in the world?

"Aw Draco, don't be upset" Ron said ruffling his platinum hair. Suddenly Harry also had the urge to run his finger through Draco's hair, they looked so soft.

"AH! Not the hair!" Draco said pushing Ron away from him, he patted his now messy hair back trying to tame them again. Ron laughed "But I think you would look so much better with your hair down instead of pushed back"

"You think so?" Draco's grey eyes got big and they sparkled with light, his voice a little higher than usual. Harry frowned.

"Totally! I am sure you would look so handsome" Ron grinned, patting Draco's shoulders. Harry watched as Draco's pale cheeks turned red and the Slytherin whispered a small 'Alright'.

"Draco darling, we have to get going. Astronomy is in 10 minutes" Pansy said getting up from the seat.

"Right" Draco nodded "Thank for inviting us to the Gryffindor table" he said standing up. Ron got up as well and pulled Draco in a surprising hug "so happy to see you talking again" he whispered in his ear. Draco gulped, his heart was racing in his chest. He brought his hands up slowly and wrapped them around Ron's slim waist giving him a shaky hug. Harry felt his heart bitter up, he could taste the sourness on his tongue. He shook his head, what was wrong with him? Ron pulled away "Not a problem mate, I'll see you tomorrow then?" he said with a grin.

"Yeah" Draco smiled "Harry, Granger" he nodded at them before walking away with his friends


Scorpius stood behind his father, Uncle Blaise and Aunt Pansy. He watched them eat together in the great hall at the Slytherin table.

"May I have everyone's attention please?"

Albus looked up to see head mistress McGonagall standing at the front of the hall. The students had stopped eating and were now looking at the front, waiting for her to continue.

"I am excited to announce our Muggle Studies Professor suggested that for this year's Halloween dace, students shall dress up as one of Muggle fiction or non-fictional heroes" a mixture of groaning and cheering led through the hall "Now students, I myself believe it's an excellent idea and it's a type of wisdom that I believe we should experience. For those students who aren't dressed formally to the trend of muggle outfits will not be allowed to enter the dance. There would a spell performed onto the entrance of the hall which is like a sensor and will detect each student. The dance, as you all know is tomorrow night. Thank you for your time and have a good night" she said before stepping away and walking back to her chair.

"Bloody great" Ron grumbled crossing his arms.

"Sound like fun!" Hermione said excitedly and Ron groaned next to her.

"What am I going to wear? I can barely pass a muggle text and she accepts me to dress up for a dance! Impossible" Hermione giggle at her boyfriend, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his head.

"Don't worry Ron, I am sure we'll figure something out" she said rubbing her hand to his hair. Harry smiled and rolled his eyes at them, they can be so cute sometimes that it's disgusting.

"DRACO!"

Albus shot his head up to the Slytherin table and saw Mr. Malfoy stumbled out of his seat, holding on to Blaise with a strong grip.

"What's wrong with him?" Panicked rushed through Harry's system, he watched as the glass in Draco's hand slipped out falling on the ground. Something inside him fell, he could feel the blood rush to his brain.

"Oh dear God, is he poisoned?" Ron said as the Gryffindors rushed towards the Slytherin table. The worry in his tone was convincing enough to drop Harry's heart in his stomach.

"Shit" Blaise said as he took his robe off and covered Draco, he lifted the hoodie to cover the Slytherin's head with it.

"Mr. Zabini and Mr. Parkinson, enlighten us on the cause of this horrible matter on this lovely night?" the head mistress spoke for her chair, her voice loud and clear. Silence fell in the hall filled with over a thousand students, everyone's eyes on them waiting for a reply.

"Head mistress, a hair color dye potion was mixed in Draco's drink" Pansy explained rubbing her hand on Draco's back smoothly. Scorpius gasped and thought back to the similar situation he went through not too long ago.

Harry and Ron stopped in front of Draco who had his face hidden deeply in Blaise chest. Harry noticed Draco's hand were shaking as he clutched onto Blaise's shirt, anger boiled in him. This was unfair, Draco has already served his punishment and he didn't deserve this.

"I thought, I made myself clear on the first day! I will find whoever dared to play such a dirty prank Mr. Malfoy and I assure you they'll be severed with the worse consequences. Mr. Zabini, Ms. Parkinson please take Mr. Malfoy back to the Slytherin dorm as for Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley please return to your table" she sounded angry, she looked scary with her brows crossed together as she gave a cold glare.

"Hurry, take him away" Ron said pulling Draco to him as the blond quickly brought his hands up hiding his face. Blaise and Pansy quickly took Draco out of the great hall and Harry wished he was important enough to Draco in order to company him to the dungeon as well. Though all he could do was watch his back as the blonde left the great hall with his friends. Harry came to a conclusion as he walked back to the Gryffindor table, something was happening to him and he wasn't sure how to stop this odd attraction which he is developing for the mysterious slytherin.


"Parkinson!" Scorpius's brows lifted to his hairline when he saw Mr. Potter running to his Aunt and Uncle.

"Potter" she said his name like poison, added with infinity disgust and a murderous look.

"What do you want?" Blaise said crossing his arms, glaring at him coldly. Suddenly, Harry felt nervous, he cleared his throat and summoned his famous Gryffindor courage.

"Hear me out, I want to apologize. I know what I did was wrong, terrible in fact" he could see their shoulders relaxing down "I am concerned about Draco's health, is he well?" he asked. He heard Blaise growl "Why can't you leave Draco alone? Didn't we warn you to stay away from him!" he almost yelled.

"You did, but I am known to be stubborn besides, Draco forgives me, so why can't you?" he replied.

"Because Draco is a fool!" pansy hissed "and we'll do anything to protect him. We are all he's got and he's all that we treasure"

"That's not true, me and Ron are also his friends and I assure you, we plan to stick around him till he get old and grey" they look at him with wide eyes, their bodies now unguarded as they dropped their arms down to their sides "I am worried for Draco and I only wish to know it he's alright. He didn't come to any classes today and even missed the lunch. The sooner you tell me, the quicker I'll leave" he said. They watched him with narrowed eyes, observing him closely and Harry gazed back at them, standing on his ground. Pansy let out a sigh and turned her head to Blaise as they had a conversation through their eyes. She finally gave Blaise a nod and turned her head back to Harry.

"Fine Potter but if you hurt Draco in any way again, I promise you I will end you myself" she warned, for a lady she was strong enough to scar any many away. Harry solemnly nodded his head and she continued "Away from light, our Draco hides in his chamber in the dungeon, pens himself, his windows locks fair day light out and creates his room an artificial night as he waits for the curse to vanish" She said sadly looking at the her feet "He even refuses to take a bite of any food we present him with, my poor darling"

"Is the color of his hair that bad?" Harry asks and she shakes her head.

"Not at all, we personally believe it makes him look more stunning and ever so handsome" Blaise said.

"Dare I ask?" Harry curiously.

"We solemnly swore not tell a single soul but you'll see for yourself at the dance tonight" Harry itched to know but he knew better not to push his luck "He's coming!?" he asked instead.

"Certainly! We wouldn't dare to leave him by himself in the Dungeon on this lovely night" Pansy said looking offended.

"Of course! I just thought he might change his mind due to the, er, changed look he's wearing currently" He said.

"No, Draco wishes to dance with a certain person tonight" Pansy said rolling her eyes "Horrible choice, in my opinion" she added. Harry's eyes widen, he felt the beat of his heart drumming in his ears. He gulped, his throat suddenly felt dry "Would I be a fool to ask about this mysterious person he wishes to dance with?" he winged his luck. They gave him a 'really-Potter' look and Harry shrugged his shoulders. Albus smiled and shook his head as his dad, he should know better by now.

"We wouldn't tell you even if you drag us to our graves" Pansy said dryly placing her arms on her hips. Well at least he tried.

"Worth a try" he said.

"Well, Potter as lovely as your company is, we must check on Draco" Blaise said grabbing Pansy's hand.

"Call me Harry" he said. They looked at him with their mouths open, eyes wide and Harry had to hold himself back from laughing.

"Only if you call us Blaise and Pansy" Blaise finally said.

Harry grinned "You can count on it" he said and they smiled back at him.

"Well then Harry, good day" Pansy said smiling.

"Good day!" he replied and the two slytherins started to walk down the corridor ahead to the dungeon. Now, if he was just lucky enough to find about this mysterious person who Draco wishes to dance with. Maybe Ron would know? With that he rushed off to his best friend who most likely awaits for him in their next class.


Albus gasped, the hall he stood in was filled with students, there was a bar at the back of the room and a large dance floor in the center. From where the dance floor ended onto the both sides were place many tables with chairs. Ron let out a whistle "Bloody hell!" he said excitedly. Harry looked around the hall, he saw many faces but couldn't find the one he was looking for.

"Salazar! A sight which I have only see in the picture is now behold in front of me" Albus's eyes stared at his parents "Oh, how I wish James and Lily were present at this moment" he said. His mother looked beautiful, she wore the outfit of a muggle princess. Albus knows because he remember his mother telling him about it when he was very young. Though, seeing is different from hearing, his mum looked absolutely gorgeous and her makeup is done just right, finishing her amazing look. She wore a large pink and white gown, which covered her feet. The sides of her scarlet hair braided back in a small clip. She is dressed up as Ariel, the princess of the sea, the female hero of the children muggle world. Similarly Aunt Hermione is dressed up as Bella, another princess who falls in love with a beast. Her gown, although looks very different then his mother. It's yellow and silk fabric flew down in big circles, the first layer of her brown hair is also pulled back in a clip as the lose curls of bottom layer falls on her shoulders. She also looks stunning with the just perfect amount of makeup. Albus looks over to his Uncle who is also dressed up as another fictional character from one of the Muggle villains. He wears a custom of a Dracula, the long black robe fluttered down his back, touching his black shoes. He wore a tuxedo underneath the robe with luxurious leather black derby shoes. His normal flat hair, were messily flying in every direction clearly with the help of hair gel spell. His normally short canine teeth were extended out giving the perfect image of the evil Dracula. Then finally, his father, who wore the most rebel customer ever in Albus opinion. In muggle's world they are called assassin who have similar jobs as Unspeakable in the wizarding world. His dad wore a grey rob with its beaked hood and the faded white cloth. The standard robes were worn over Harry's normal clothing, which was a long sleeve white color shirt. The upper body featured a hood with the center shaped to resemble an eagle's beak, which was connected to the robes, with the torso bearing an open collar. The lower part of the robes were doubly layered, with the back of the robes trailing down to be longer than the front. Around the waist was a long red sash with pouches attached to a belt, holding fake smoke bombs, bullets, poison and medicine vials. The belt also held together an ornate Assassin insignia, with scabbards holding throwing knives flanking it. The robes featured a leather spaulder where a cape was attached, draped over and around Harry's left arm and shoulder.

"Ah, Mr. Potter" Albus turned his head to see the head mistress standing behind them. Harry smiles and pushes his hood down making it fall on his shoulders reveling his even messier hair "Hello head mistress" he greeted. Ginny griped onto his arm, giving a smile as she also greeted to the lady.

"I am pleased to inform that Magic of Ministry, Kingsley Shacklebolt, is present tonight for a very few minutes to meet you" She said. A gasp was heard by the people around them and Harry felt Ginny's hold getting tighter.

"That's wonderful Harry!" she beamed at him, letting go his arm.

"Nice one mate, well go on. We wouldn't want him waiting" Ron said patting his back.

Harry politely offered his elbow to the head mistress "Please lead the way" he said with a smile. Her eyes sparkled and she smiled at him as her hand slipped in his elbow. McGonagall led Harry to the back of the room, near the bar. At the back there were little cubes, in the middle was a long table and two sofas on each side which were attach to the wall. In the booth Harry notice Kingsley Shacklebolt and two Auror sitting, waiting for him.

"Hello Mr. Potter, pleasure to finally meet you again" Kingsley said, offering his hand to Harry for a shake.

"Pleasure is mine, sir" Harry said shaking his hand. They sat down on the sofas "I most humbly apologize for being malapert but I am in a bit of a rush. Let's head into the conversation, shall we?" the minister said setting both of his hands on the table.

"Of course, sir" Harry said.

"I realise that you'll be graduating very soon Mr. Potter. We have being watching you for a long time now and I am very pleased to offer you a potion at our Auror department" Harry felt his heart skip a beat, the excitement and joy rushed through his veins "I know it's a bit soon and we'll wait for answer till the end of August of next year. As our hero of the wizarding world, we would want you in right away and get started with the training program" he finished. Harry couldn't believe it, his dream of becoming an Auror felt so close yet so far.

"I would be happy to accept this offer minister! I would give an answer by late June to confirm my application" Harry said.

"Brilliant!" said the minister as he got up the sofa, he shook hands with Harry again "It's going to be a pleasure and an honor working with you Mr. Potter" he said smiling.

"Same Minister"

"Please call me Kingsley" he said as the two Auror came to his sides

"If you call me Harry" he said politely, the minister nodded "And I shall, have a good night Harry" and with that he apparated. He looked to his side to see McGonnell smiling at him "Congratulations Mr. Potter, I say that went very well for you"

"It certainly did" he grinned at her.

"Well, I won't hold on to you any longer, have a splendid night Mr. Potter" she said and with a nod she left Harry by himself.

Harry walked towards the bar and seated down on one of the empty wooden stole. He ordered a glass of firewhiskey, smiling to himself, could this night get any better? The bar tender placed his order in front of him and Harry reached out to take a sip. He froze when pale arms came around his neck from the back "Nice outfit" came a husky voice whispered in his right ear, cold lips touching the shell of his ear. Harry almost dropped the glass as one of the pale hand came reached it out of his grip. He felt a heavy weight fall on his back as the chest of the person met his back. The scent of strawberry filled the air around them and Harry felt his heart freeze in his chest for a moment.

"Draco…" he whispered, barley managing to get his voice together.

"Hmm" came the reply as the slytherin gulped down his firewhiskey, his face just above Harry's right shoulder. Harry stopped talking, stopped moving, stopped breathing. Draco placed the half drank glass back on to the table as pressing on Harry further, bending his body closer to the table. What is he doing? Harry thought. Then the weight was off him suddenly and Harry turned around. His green eyes landed on Draco and the room got hotter, it was suddenly hard to breath. His heart thumped so hard behind his rib cage that he felt it could easily erupt in many tiny pieces, so tiny that it would be beyond fixable. The sound of his heart was so loud that Harry was sure Draco would hear it, thud-thud.

The first thing Harry noticed was his hair, his beautiful hair were no longer platinum. They were black, so dark that it looked like someone had dropped ink on his head. He looked so gorgeous, with his glorious milky skin, his lips so red that it could be mistaken with paint and his hair as black as raven. His outfit matched a fictional character of Muggle world, pirates. He wore a red bandana making his black hair messy as some of it stuck out, falling on his forehead. In his right ear he wore a gold loop earning leaving the other ear blank. His white long sleeves shirt came to his knees and he wore a light blue waistcoat on top. A brown belt was wrapped around his slim waist tightly showing his nice figure, as a sword hung down from it. On the opposite side of the sword the belt held a pocket which had sliver gun locked in it. His black torso were baggy ending the outfit with long brown heel boots.

"Nice outfit" Harry repeated, Draco was drinking his firewhiskey with his body leaned back onto the bar table. The man looked up, Harry felt his knees give out and if he wasn't already sitting down he would have fallen.

"A compliment? From Harry Potter, are my ears lying to me?" he joked as his grey eyes widen, oh those stunning eyes, Harry could recognize them anywhere. The normally looked grey but in the dark under the disco lights, the looked silver.

"Git, take it or leave it" Harry couldn't take his eyes off Draco's pretty face, he was hopelessly infatuated. Draco's lips, his sinful lips, looked so red, so delicious that he just wanted to lean in an sink his teet- Harry shook his head, the alcohol was getting to him, he was sure of it.

"I shall take it" The slytherin smiled— that smile! Oh, let that smile be forever saved for him to see—and pointed his wine glass at him, cheering it towards Harry with a smirk. His black straight hair fell on his eye, as he swung himself off the table. Harry's eyes followed his slim figure, checking out all the edges and curves.

"It's getting a little boring" Draco winked and Harry was breathless. The Gryffindor watched him walk away between the bodies of people on the dance floor, while he followed him, dodging everyone who stepped in his way. Draco turned around, maybe to see if Harry was following, their eyes locked, a smirk fell on his red lips and Harry felt his heart drop to his stomach. 'His eyes are greyer than ice and they suck the life out of me. When he looks at me my skin freezes' Harry gulps. He did not, could not look away. Then Draco paused in the middle and started to move his body, almost seductively, against the beat of the loud music. Harry reached out and grabbed Draco's hand in his. The blonde stopped moving, he arched his eyebrow tilting his head with a smirk on his face. Harry brought his pale hand to his lips, leaving a gentle kiss on the flat surface of his palm "May I have the honor of this dance, charming gentlemen" he said giving a fierce look.

"Hmm, I don't know" Draco teased "last time I checked you were lacking talent" Harry pulled him forward with a strong force and Draco's body slammed against his, chest to chest. Both of Harry's hands were placed low on Draco's back, where his tailbone ended, holding him firmly against his own body.

Draco looked shocked, his lips pressed together and Harry smirked. He leaned in, titling his head to Draco's ear "I could show you just how much I have improved" he whispered. A small smile appeared on his red juicy lips as Draco connected his right with Harry's while his other hand rested on the Gryffindor's broad shoulder.

"Show me" he said and a warm bubble was born in Harry's heart. Harry steps his foot behind and Draco step his forward as they gazed into each other's eyes. The music was slow, gentle, and they slowly begins to lose themselves in the rhythm of the song. Draco watches as Harry lets go his hand and places both of his warm on his hips. He smiles at him, a genuine smile which strings through Draco's heart almost melting it. Harry takes his hands in his and spins him around, then stopping to take his waist again. Draco was shocked to find himself enjoying the moment. Harry was good with his movement and his eyes were fixed on Draco, never looking away even for a second. Draco was more surprised to find Harry's attention more satisfying than anything, it's unlike to get such importance from the chosen one. Harry lifts his hand up and twirls Draco around, then he straighten his arm out, quickly, he pull Draco's body in a spin as the slytherin rolls towards the Gryffindor on his muscular arm. Right when he's about to touch Harry's front, the raven man flips Draco backwards making his body on his arm, taking him down in a dip. For a minute they looked at each other, grey eyes looked up at the bright green ones. Harry observed Draco, looking, searching for something, maybe a return of desire perhaps. Then the blonde smiled, and Harry's heart flipped over. He brought him up and took him in a free spin, before bringing Draco's body back, chest to chest.

"Impressive" Draco said with a smirk. Harry smiled "Why, thank you. You are too generous" he said and the slytherin rolled his eyes 'Git' he mumbled out to Harry's amusement.

"I thought you were coming with Astoria?" Harry asked as they slowly danced together.

"Oh I did come with her" he bit his lower lip and Harry's eyes followed the pink tongue which come out for a lick "I danced with her for a while and then Theo took my lady away. Then I danced with Pansy and Blaise before they pushed my away to have dance for themselves. So I came to the bar for a drink, before I ask my next acquaintance but found you instead" he explained as Harry slowed down the pace of their dance and eventually letting his hands go.

"And who is this next acquaintance" Harry wasn't sure if he wanted to know, but it was too late now. The words had already slipped his mouth. Harry watched as a blush appeared on his cheeks "Ron…" he said shyly. Harry felt his blood run cold, Ron, he should have known. His jaw tighten and his hands locked in a fist.

"Yes, your crush, I am surprised you haven't asked him yet?" he said bitterly. Draco looked at him with wide eyes as the blush on his cheeks got deeper. Harry felt anxious, his heart felt stabbed.

"I felt nervous, that's why I took the drink. A little alcohol should help to boost up my courage I figured" 'He didn't deny it. He didn't deny his crush on Ron' Harry felt the center of his heart crush.

Taking in a deep breath, he said what a good friend would say "Courage to ask? Ron would never reject you"

"You think so?" There was so much hope in his voice that Harry felt the need to escape.

"I know so" he said instead.

"But what if he does reject" Harry looked at the worried grey eyes in front of him. He decides that they don't look good with that emotion, they only look beautiful when they shine with happiness.

"Then you can come to me and I'll dance the whole night away with you" and Harry knew he had meant every word with the bottom of his heart. A beautiful laugh escaped Draco's lips which sounded better than any rhythm to Harry's ears.

"Your girlfriend wouldn't like that Harry" he said. Harry shrugged his shoulders "She's off to dance the whole night with me and many others. I'll be free more than you think" he said. Draco smiled at him, the smile so warm that it melted Harry's already damaged heart in a way which almost fixed the broken pieces.

Draco stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Harry's neck "Thank you Harry, you are too kind" he whispered "wish me luck"

"You won't need it" Harry whispered back and before he could return the hug Draco had already let go. Brushing off the disappointment, he have a hesitate smile to Draco which the Slytherin returned with his own brilliant one before turning around to find Ron. Harry sighs, he runs his hand through his hair. He lets out a sad chuckle, it's pathetic how he could only think of Draco, of his lips which are so kissable and his touch which is so irresistible. He shook his head, what was wrong with him! This was all wrong, he has a girlfriend for Merlin sakes.

"Harry!" he looks up to see Ginny walking to him, speak of the lady and she appears.

"I have been searching all over for you" she said jumping on him. She cupped his cheeks and took him in a deep kiss. Then grabbing his hand "Come, let's dance" she said dragging him to the dance floor. That's right Harry, this is what you want. Her. Not him.

Feeling frustrated, he pulled her in, his hands groping her hips taking her in for a rough kiss.

"AH! Disgusting!" Albus said covering his eyes.

Harry slipped his tongue in her mouth and she let out of a small moan. That's right Harry. Look at her, she's so perfect, so beautiful. Her arms wrapped around his neck, their bodies joined together. Their hips moved together roughly, as their mouths worked together. 'Draco's skin is softer' Harry thought, breaking the kiss for air. She giggled at him, her hands playing with his hair making it messier.

"Wow Harry, you took me by surprise" she asked. Harry arched his eyebrow "What do you mean?" he asked.

She leaned in and pressed a soft kiss on his lips "You've never kissed me like that before" Ginny said. Harry blinked, has he really not?

"Oh! Look at that" He shot his hand to where Ginny pointed her finger at. Harry's jaw clenched tightly, his teeth cracked form inside and his grip got a tighter.

"Ouch Harry!" she yelped. He quickly let her go, feeling guilty "I am sorry, my lady!" he said. Albus frowned.

"God! Does Ron and Draco dancing really turns you off that much?" She asked crossing her arms.

"No! I think it's nice. I just thought of something else" he said waving it off "Come on, dance with me" he grabbed her hands in his and pulled her body in a spin.

Scorpius smiled sadly, his father's face glowed as Mr. Weasley danced along with him. He knew this would end badly, he only wished his dad would stop acting on his feelings and think with his brain.

"Seriously Draco, you look so bloody wicked!" Ron said with a grin. Draco felt his cheeks heating up, he looked down "Of course I do, Malfoy's are beautiful" he said. Ron let out a laugh "Not all, just you and your lovely mother. Your father on the other- Ron immediately cut himself off when Draco shot him a cold glare, stomping on his feet.

Ron whined "F-Father? What's that? A term perhaps" he said with a nervous laugh. Luckily Draco laughed at him and Ron grinned back, twirling the blonde around.

Draco had been walking around the hall by himself for a good half-hour now. After 15 minute of looking all over for Blaise and Pansy, Draco had given up knowing that they had gone off somewhere for some sex. After dancing with Ron, Draco had a dance with Granger which originally started awkwardly till they started to talk. They immediately hit off right after Draco's apology and the dance became less awkward. Ron had instead of staying but Draco didn't want to be in their way so he politely rejected and walked away. He sighed. His miserable crush on the male ginger was an ultimate fail. Why couldn't he just fall for Astoria and get married to her? But no, the fate shall never be kind to him. Draco shook his head, No! Not tonight! He had promised himself that for tonight he will not think negative. Tonight he was planning on getting so drunk that he shouldn't even remember his name by tomorrow as he promised to dance the night away. Instead of going to the bar, he went to the dance floor, hoping to find the Golden Boy. It seems the luck just wasn't on side, like always. Shaking his head and brushing off the disappointment feeling, Draco soberly started to move his body against the music. If he couldn't have fun with someone else, it didn't mean he couldn't enjoy the party just by himself. He swung his hips, right to left as his arms moved around him curving in and out. From his hazy sight, he could see people looking at him, with a smirk he spun himself, bouncing his hips. He looked again to see many hungry eyes watching him. That's right, he was going to seduce someone, even if he was a death-eater. Watch them all crawling to Draco in less than a minute. His hands slowly, oh so very slowly moved up his shirt then to his hair, as he bit down on his lower lip, giving another hard swing of his hips. Right then warm arms came around on his waist and Draco smirked as his back touched someone's front. "Dance with me?" a familiar voice whispered in his ear. Draco chuckled, of course, only he would have the guts to hold an ex-death eater like this. The slytherin leaned back in the man's touch, his head resting on the shoulder of his company.

"Aye, Harry" Harry chuckled breathlessly at Draco's fail attempt in copying pirates "I thought you would never ask" he said his right hand reaching up to back of Harry's head, his finger playing with his hair as his other hand landed on his Harry's arm which were wrapped around his waist. He moved his hips in slow circles, rubbing and touching against Harry's crotch. Harry gulped and -Oh My God- was it supposed to feel this bloody amazing. He nuzzled his nose in Draco's hair, the slytherin smelled so nice, so sweet, Harry could never get enough of his scent. Then suddenly with change of a loud song, their movement go faster, harder and rougher. Draco moved his hips faster in circles, up and down. He was breathless as Harry's hands gripped tightly on his hips pushing him in forcefully. Draco's heart was in his throat, he rubbed himself against Harry and the other reciprocate. Both of Draco's hands were in Harry's hair, he leaned back into the other's body more. The pleasure was building up in their stomach, twirling around like little butterflies. It felt good, so good, no one has ever danced like this with Harry before. No one has ever moved their body against his so smoothly, so naturally and so seductively. Harry had to bit his lower lip to hold back a moan. Girlfriend, you have a Girlfriend Harry.

Scorpius couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't believe what was happing. His jaw had dropped open, the dance didn't look like the type you would have with a friend. They danced like a couple.

Albus wanted to cover his eyes, they stood so close and their hips were joined. They stood too close, was this really a dance between friends? They were friends right, what's with the sudden lust dance then?

Harry rested his forehead on the back of Draco's head, his raven hair tickling Harry's nose. He closed his eyes, the slytherin could dance, alright. Every move send cold shivers down his spine, every touch send bubbles to his stomach and his body was on fire. Draco leaned back into his body more, pressing onto Harry's strong chest and letting himself relax against the other. The heat around them rising up and Harry's hands gripped so hard that he was sure there would be marks on his milky skin by morning. Draco titled his head and patted heavily beside Harry's ear, his warm breath touching the nape of his neck. Harry felt sparks of electricity jumping down to his stomach all the way up to his heart. He rested his chin on Draco's shoulder, his hand's sliding up Draco's chest, feeling the muscles flex under his touch as the slytherin gasped. Stop. Stop now, this is wrong. At the end of the day you'll always be enemies. Don't ever forget.

"No, no, no, no, no" Scorpius said shaking his head violently.

"This isn't happening, this must be a fake memory" Albus muttered covering his eyes.

As their hips rolled together, Harry felt Draco's grip onto his hair getting tighter. "Harry" there was so much need in his low shaky voice that Harry felt something inside him snap turning his brain off. He pulled his hips back then thrusted forward hard and Draco let out a small gasp as he arched slightly. Draco's hips came back eagerly, his hands moving in Harry's hair furiously as they rocked their hips together. A breathless moan escaped Draco's lips and Harry wanted to hear more. Harry felt his cock getting hard He wanted more-

Stop Harry! STOP NOW! –

Harry stepped back so quickly that Draco's hand which was in his hair slipped out so fast that it almost slapped him on the face. They looked at one each other with an awkward silence. Not sure what to say, Harry cleared his throat "I-I am sorry, I- "It's okay" Harry looked up to see a smile on Draco's face.

"What?" he said confused.

"It was nothing more than a dance. We just got lost in the moment, that's all" he said shrugging his shoulder. Harry blinked, Draco acted like it was no big deal to him so why did he care?

"Right. Of course" he said like he didn't care either, yet a part of him still broke and Draco beamed at him. They stood their awkwardly and Draco bit his lower lip nervously.

"Would you want to come see the starts with me?" Draco asked. Harry looked at him, there was his odd shine in his eyes which he had never seen before. He wondered to himself, did Draco really need to ask? He would gladly agree to anything the blonde wished for.

"It would be my pleasure" Harry said and the smile Draco gave him was worth any gold in the world.

Albus gasped, he knows this place, he knows this way. They were handed to that secret hide out near the forbidden forest. 'But dad said he found that place… and didn't he say he took mum their?' Albus thought, then his eyes widen 'no… he actually never said he took mom there. He spoke about the place and nothing else' Albus looked up to see Mr. Malfoy and his dad walking down the field, side by side, speaking with smiles on their lips.

"So where are we going?" Harry asked again.

"For the many times Harry, you'll see. Don't worry, I am not kidnapping you" Draco said rolling his eyes and Harry laughed.

Scorpius blinked, this is the same route Albus took when he showed him that hidden place near the forbidden forest. Thought didn't Albus say it his dad who had found the place?

Harry walked through the long bushes, as they brushed on his cheeks and all over his body.

"Draco are you positive this is safe" he asked feeling unsure.

"Yes Harry" came the soft reply with a hint of annoyance in it. Harry sighed, he trusted the slytherin but these bushes were pointy and had spines on them. Finally a light of entrance was shown from the front and Draco opened the bushes apart to let Harry go through first. Harry gasped, stepping in. The place was beautiful beyond words. The grass which he stepped on now was perfectly cut unlike the one he just passed through. There was a lake in the middle with fireflies flying around the area creating little sparkles. Harry walked over to the lake, the water was so clear that he could see his face like the reflection in a mirror.

"Beautiful" he whispered. Harry watched as Draco stepped beside him, sitting down on the cut grass.

"Agreed, the moon and the starts from here always look the best" Draco said from behind. Draco slipped out of his boots and socks dipping his feet in the water as he let out a low sigh. Harry also sat beside him, copying the blond as he also took his boots and socks off.

"How did you find this place" he said looking up at the beautiful dark blue sky mixing in with black. Draco was right, the full moon and the stars looked amazing from here. They looked bigger from here, the view so beautiful that it left Harry breathless.

"Sixth year, I did quite a few running in those days hence I discovered it accidentally" Draco answered his eyes fixed on the stunning view above him. A silence fell on them, Draco swung his feet in the water gently creating waves in the water.

"I am sorry" Harry said "about your mother" Draco stopped moving his feet, his jaw tighten with a vein appearing on his neck. Harry cursed himself for running the moment.

"Don't be, it's doesn't concern you in any way" his voice was cold and Harry turned his head away from him, choosing to look at the moon instead. The moon was truly a beauty Harry thought so why did his eyes keep glancing over to the man sitting beside him?

"She saved my life" Harry whispered into the thin air. For a second Draco's grey eyes widen and then his head dropped down looking at his laps. Harry felt a strange pull in him, an urge to wrap his arm around the blonde and to comfort him.

"When Voldemort asked about my death, she asked me if you were alive or not" Harry thinks he's tired of playing the same game. Where his heart says something but he ends up agreeing with his brain. He really wanted to hug the slytherin but his brain debated against the idea "I told her yes and she lied to him, telling him I was death" he finished his eyes never moving away from the blond.

Scorpius sniffed, he wanted to hug his father. He cursed himself for never bothering to understand his dad's pain for always ignoring it.

"I see" his voice was soft and low. Harry wished Draco would look at him, he wanted to have those grey eyes on, to look at him. Harry wasn't sure on what to say, he wanted to keep on talking but it was clear that Draco no longer wished to continue the conversation. Like always he cut himself off, away from the world, where no one could reach him.

"I hate it when you lock yourself away" Draco flinched, his shoulders jumping up "I wish you would talk to me, open up to me. I hate it when you keep it all inside, I just wish you would let me in" Harry says with his voice so gentle and so found. Finally, finally, Draco looked up and meet his eyes. Harry's heart fell apart, his grey eyes looked so lifeless, his face ever so blank showing no emotions. A dry chuckle escaped Draco's lips "You know Harry, I think you are very lucky" his voice sounded so broken "You know your parents died protecting you. They died loving you. My father died because of his sin and on the day of his sentence he told me he wished I was born as a girl at least that way he could have married me off to a poor man so that I wouldn't become the heir of the Malfoy Manor. He said I was no son to him, so none of his property should ever belong to me" Harry gulped, his throat was aching, he hated seeing the pain on Draco's face. "You know you only survived that night with the love of your mother. I know that when I woke up to find my mother dead, there was a letter for me on her side table. It said that she loves me but she loves my father more, enough to leave me alone, by myself in this dark world where everyone hates me. Yet, to think that I ruined my life in taking the dark mark just so that the dark lord wouldn't kill them" Harry couldn't take more of Draco's fragile voice, he grabbed the other by his hand and pulled him in a tight hug. An electrifying shot went through them when their bodies connected together. Draco's body fitted so perfect in his arms, filling in the space as if it was made just for Harry. It was magnetizing, all the curves and edges fitted in like puzzle pieces as Harry's arms came around Draco's slim waist. Draco dropped his head Harry's shoulder, his hands going around him, to his wide muscular back as his finger clutched onto his robs.

"I don't hate you" Harry muttered into his ear pulling the slytherin in his laps. "So, if you ever feel like there's no one left for you in this world, come to me because my doors are forever open to you" He felt Draco stiffen under him.

"My world is black and white, even if you open your doors, it doesn't mean much to me. In the public eye coming to you would only mean taking advantage of their Golden boy as a Death eater and more hatred will develop regardless of my intentions" Draco mumbles rubbing his face on Harry's shoulder.

"Then let me add colors to your world" Draco stopped moving and pushed back to look at Harry with his big grey eyes. Harry smiled, bringing his hand up he gently pushed back Draco's front bangs to the side "tell me which one you like the most and we'll start with that one" slowly Draco's lips twitched up a little turning into a very small smile. It could be barley seen but Harry saw it as clear as the water.

"As far as things go with Public, I say fuck them, when did you ever cared for them anyway? You and I, we own nothing to them. The war has ended, so let's all move on." Harry said. Draco couldn't believe his ears, this was Harry Potter telling him to trust him. "I used to think that you were a pathetic brat who just cried through the war. Who suffered nothing, who didn't get the punishment he deserved" Harry tucked the lose locks of Draco's raven hair behind his ear. "I hated you for not trying, for just sitting there and taking the mark. I thought you were a coward"

Scorpius scowled and Albus shook his head, that would explain all the fights.

"I was so wrong Draco, so very wrong. You are not a brat who cried through the war. You are a warrior, like me, like anyone who fought. You took the mark for your parents, putting your life on a risk and not even caring for a second. Do you even know how brave that is?" The blonde watched him with wide eyes, listening to his every words and Harry only wondered what he was thinking. "I have faced Voldemort up front, I am no stranger to fear. To me you are no coward. You are a strong, wise and a beautiful person who hides behind the dark abyss created by himself. I don't think what you deserved was fair, but its fates decision and we can't fight against it. I only wish you wouldn't lock yourself away, I wish you would let me in. Your blankness and cold attitude scares me" Harry rested his forehead against Draco's, he caresses his cheek with his thumb "I am so proud of you, Draco" Draco felt his eyes heating up. This person, this man, this stranger, who he hated his whole life was saying the words he wished his father to say to him. He can't remember what age it was when he had longed to hear these words, maybe seven? Or even younger? Though never, in seventeen years of his life, till the day his father died, he didn't hear such words. Even when he took the mark all his father said was 'it's no big deal, it was your job to take it, and we are your parents after all so you must protect us'. Yet, this man who is nothing but a stranger to Draco had said the words he had longed to hear. He wanted to fall in his arms and just melt, cry hard and let it all out till his heart finally rests. Though, he refused to cry, because he's a Malfoy and they don't cry. He took in a deep breath, blinking rapidly and broke his lips in a pure genuine smile. Harry felt his world stop, he was sure that the life in him was getting sucked out. His smile was so beautiful, so stunning so breath-taking. Oh, that smile could kill a heart. Harry wanted, so badly to just lean in and press his lips against Draco's. Taking a breathing, knowing that it was wrong, Harry pushed himself back. When Draco was out of his arms, he felt the cold air hitting him like ice.

"Thank you Harry" Draco said and Harry smiled back "Don't mention it" he says. A wind blew by them and they turned their head up to see the bright moon shinning down at them. Harry glanced at Draco, who was lost in the moon's beauty and Harry felt himself getting lost in Draco. The man was so devastatingly gorgeous and every time he took Harry's breathe away. Harry looked back at the moon, he frowned how come the same beauty wasn't laid in the sky, so that his eye would stop turning towards the man sitting next to him. His eyes fell back on to the slytherin again, who had his eyes closed this time, the long black lashes touching his lower eyelid. Harry observed Draco's skin which looked so fair under the moon light, so soft and so stunning. He found himself missing Draco's normal beautiful platinum hair, but even with ink black hair he looked amazingly dashing and his lips. Oh, those lovely lips which always looked so red, which Harry's been dreaming about lately.

"You should have dressed up as snow white instead" he said out of nowhere. Draco's eyes opened, revealing the dusky grey eyes mixed with sliver.

"Snow white?" he said turning his head to look at Harry. He tilted his head looking confused and Harry let out a chuckle.

"She is the Muggle female hero, a Princess actually, perfect for you since you are, not only the 'prince of the Slytherin house' but also because your appearance matches her in many ways" Harry explained, his heart melted when Draco's confused face turned into a pouty one.

"I am very much offended Potter" Harry burst into laughter, only Draco bloody Malfoy would take a compliment into an offence. Harry laughed more when Draco's brows narrowed slightly his lips getting poutier. Oh how he wanted to kiss him, those pouty lips. 'This oblivious fool' Harry thought.

"Don't be, it's a compliment, she is supposed to be the most beautiful for all the other princess" He said with a grin.

"Doesn't hide the fact you practically called me a girl" Draco said flatly.

"Well… no, you are more of a pretty boy. Your resembles reminded me of her story, before her birth, her mother requested the God that her daughter shall have skin as white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony. Right now you just look like the male version of her" Draco paused and Harry frowned.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, concerned if he had actually offended the slytherin. Draco said nothing for a moment, he just stared into the abyss, like he always did. Getting lost in the past, then finally he blinked and said "Nothing, reminds me off a similar story"

Harry blinked, curiosity awaking in him "I am all ears" he said. Draco smiled at him "Maybe for a different time" he yawned, stretching his arms "for now, I am craving the comfort of my bed" he said getting up.

"I shall hold you onto to that" Harry said smiling as he also got up.

The last thing Scorpius saw was the two smiling at one another before the scene waved away and skipped to the next part of the story. Scorpius blinked, he stood in the Gryffindor dorm, and his eyes fell on Mr. Potter who was sitting on his bed.

Albus watched his father, he blinked, his dad was gazing out the window near his bed. Albus turned head to look what had caught his dad's attention like that. He frowned when all he saw was a dark sky with a shining moon.

"Whose face are you trying to find in the moon, mate?" Albus jumped out of his skin as Uncle Ron passed right through his cores. He put his hand to his pounding heart, bloody hell that scared the daylights out of him.

Harry chuckled, not turning back to look at Ron "I've been wondering" he said. Ron came and sat in front of his friend "Wondering what?" he said stretching his arms in the air.

"Can love forswear to one and play a game so tricky that one becomes a fool?" Albus's eyebrows rose to his hair line.

"Possibly… are you suggesting yourself as a fool Harry?" Ron asked arching his eyebrow. Harry blinked, instead of looking at Ron he looked down at his crossed laps.

"Love is supposed to last forever, correct?" Ron looked confused when Harry looked up nevertheless he nodded "A fool I suppose is the one who is disillusioned by some silly romantic humor and assumes it as love" he says. Scorpius titled his head 'What does that mean? To be fool by love?' he thinks.

"Harry… you are a lover, right?" Ron hesitated in asking. A gentle smile laid on Harry's lips, Ron let of a sigh of relief when his friend nodded at him. Ron noticed Harry's eyes being purged, a fire sparkling in those green eyes.

"Tonight at the dance, for the first time I wondered did my heart love till now?" he gazed back at moon with a smile so sweet, so gentle which Albus had never seen before on his dad's face before "Oh my beautiful moon, for I swear I've never seen true beauty till this night" Ron grinded and punched Harry's arm light "I am blessed to know that your love for my beloved sister is so deep. Now I know she'll be forever in good hands"

Albus frowned, his brows drawn together as his father gave his uncle a hesitate smile. Something was off about that smile, the way he spoke.

"Tonight, for the first time you have shown such tendering side of yourself" Ron smiles at Harry as they look at on another "I always knew you loved my sister thought tonight it's written on your face. You look truly blown away. Was it the dress she wore which undid you?" he teased, poking Harry's stomach. Harry smiled and nodded then he looked outside the window again. Something wasn't right, Albus was sure of it.


"Draco!" Albus blinks at the loud voice of his uncle. Uncle Ron makes his way towards Mr. Malfoy who was about to step in the classroom

"Hello Ron" greets the blonde.

"Weasley" Pansy and Blaise greet as well. Ron grins "your hair color is back! And took my advice!" he said reaching out to touch his platinum hair. Harry watches from behind as Ron's hand brushes though Draco's silk hair. He notices a blush on the Slytherin's cheeks and clicks his touch.

"Looks beautiful!" he said grinning and Draco is sure his whole face is red.

"Thank you" he says shyly. Scorpius raises his eyebrow, is this really his father? It's odd watching this –love-puppy side of his.

"Mate, I am sitting beside with you today" he said putting his arm over Draco's shoulder, turning them, around to walk in the class. Harry felts his heart squeeze ignoring it he looks at Hermione who just rolls her eyes.

"Guess I am sitting beside you Hermione" he says and the lady smiles at him "Draco did you do question 29?" Hermione asked him. He looks at her and smiles "Yeah that was a hard one. I have a theory behind it" he said. Ron and Draco grab a table followed by Hermione and Harry sitting behind them. Hermione and Draco had their books laid out open already and were in their own heated discussion.

Albus smiled when Uncle Ron made a silly face to distract Mr. Malfoy but failed when the blond simply ignored him, Albus laughed at the slug form of his uncle. Mr. Malfoy patted his red head as he listens to Aunt Hermione, scribbling down his own notes. He felt his dad stiff beside him, he turned his head to see his dad looking furious. His eyebrows pulled down together, narrowed eyes, glaring his at the Slytherin. His upper eyelids raised in a stare and lips tightly closed becoming narrower. Albus took a step back, what was making his father so angry? Was it Mr. Malfoy? Certainly not after that dance on the Halloween night. Now that Albus looks closely, he's not staring at Mr. Malfoy, he's glaring at Uncle Ron. Feeling more confused, he wondered if they had a fight?

"Good evening everyone" the professor walks in and the memory starts to fade away

"He likes you, you know" Scorpius stands in between Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley in the Gryffindor common room. They were sitting together on the sofa, the only light coming from the fire place.

Albus gazes the blank visage of his uncle, who blinks at his father "who?" he asked titling his head. Harry makes a grumble sound from the back of his throat "Draco" he says bitterly. Ron's face stiffs and he turns his head, looking at the fire. Scorpius felt his heart beat in his chest.

"I know" his voice was light and the features on his face were softened. They stare at the fire, Harry brought his knees up with his chin resting on the knee cap.

"You don't mind?" Harry asked.

"Not at all" Harry clenched his jaw "He knows his limits and never tries anything" Ron says "I find it cute, if I am being honest"

"Cute?" Scorpius rolls his eyes.

Ron gives a low laugh "Yeah, the way he turns so red whenever I touch him or give a compliment" he says grinning, Harry feels the bitterness in his heart getting heavier. Why couldn't Draco like him instead? Wait what? Harry runs a hand through his hair, he didn't mean that. Albus gazes at his dad closely, as the memory fades away. He couldn't understand was his dad homophobic?


Scorpius smiled, his dad was studying in the library again. He was playing with the feather of the quill, brushing it against his nose. A habit he has, whenever he's conflicted by a problem or trying to solve it.

"Since when did you wear glasses" Draco jumps, dropping his quill on the table.

"Apologies, didn't mean to startle you" Harry says taking a seat beside him. Draco looks at him and blinks.

"Harry… what an unexpected surprise" he looks surprised "What can I do for you today?" Draco asks. Harry can't find himself looking away from Draco's face, the glasses suit him so well.

"I was bored" Harry shrugs his shoulders "therefor I looked for you company"

Draco's eyebrows raise, vanishing in his hair "My company? What about Ron and Granger?" he said.

"They are busy having sex" he says rolling his eyes. Harry thinks he's messed up because he finds pleasure in the pain on Draco's face. 'See Draco, Ron is no good for you, it's best to get over him' Harry thinks with satisfaction.

"I-I see" he shutters "Well, I might not be much help since I am studying"

"Why do you like him?" Albus slams his hand to his forehead, for the love of God, he thinks. Draco's eye widen and he leans away from Harry, shocked "I b-beg your pardon?" he says.

"What do you like Ron?" Harry repeats. Draco gives him a blank stare, his cheeks looking flushed.

"That's none of your business" he mumbles.

"What if I insist of making it my business?" Draco gives him an odd look "and why would you do that?" he asks.

"Curiosity" Harry says shrugging his shoulders. After another long stare, Draco sighs.

"What's there not to like about him?" he says "He's charming, funny and loyal" Harry's blood runs cold and his heart falls to his stomach.

"He was the first person to give me a chance, to come to me. It's thanks to him that more people have given me another chance, like you" he says smiling "there's just… something about him that makes my heart beat so fast" it's like someone has pointed their wand right on Harry's heart and whispered Avada Kedavra breaking it too many pieces. "I can't explain it" Draco finishes. Harry feels his throat burning, he wants to say something but all he manages is a small shaky smile.

"I can relate" he says and Draco smiles at him. A smile so sweet, so warm that Harry curses himself when his heart skips a beat. He grabs Draco's hand "Come let me buy you lunch, you must be hungry" he says.

"Oh no! You don't have too" Draco says quickly shaking his head.

"Nonsense, your brain must be fried by now" Harry says smiling gathering Draco's books together. Draco puts his books in his canvas shoulder nude color bag zipping it up.

"Here let me" Harry says taking Draco's bag by the strip and puts it on his shoulder as it swings down.

"No! I can carry my bag!" Draco says reaching out to grab his back. Harry shakes his head "It's fine, I won't be a gentleman otherwise" he says grinning. Draco rolls his eyes and smiles "Thank you" he says as they start to walk out the library.


Albus blinked and suddenly he was standing in the hidden place near the forbidden forest, far away from Hogwarts. His dad was laying on the fresh grass, the weather looked nice as the sun shined down at him. It was one of those odd sunny days in November, when the sun glowed down, the air was warm and it felt like summer.

"Hello dad" he said sitting beside his dad. Albus smiles, his dad looked so young, so free and so… happy. Not that he wasn't happy now but his younger dad has more life in him, which sounds odd. Albus knows it's weird but he can't put his fingers on the problem. He knows that there is some kind of an odd connection between his dad and Mr. Malfoy but he can't figure out what it is. Maybe that's why his father asked him to see the memories. Now that he thinks about it, these memories only revolve around Mr. Malfoy and his dad. How come none of the memories with his mother has been shown, surely they made many in school considering they are a couple. Albus ruffled his hair, this was all so confusing.

"Harry?" Albus get thrown out of his thoughts and looks up to see Mr. Malfoy standing above his dad's head. He rolled his eye, why isn't that a surprise.

Scorpius drew his eyebrows together, again it's Mr. Potter. The memories seem to revolve just these two, why? He let out a loud gasp, could it be that those other memories, which didn't belong to his dad weren't actually Mr. Weasley's but Mr. Potter's? Scorpius shook his head, no, no, no that's not possible. Why would that be? That makes no sense.

"Hey" Harry said tenderly, sitting up and smoothing his with collar shirt out. Draco sits beside him with a huff, stretching his legs out.

"What are you doing here?" Draco asked. Harry shrugged his shoulders "Enjoying the sun" he said. Draco arched his eyebrow, his face blank "You are fool if you think I would believe that lame excuse" he said. Harry sighed and ran his hand through his messy hair, his hand then coming down to his pierced ear as he played with the golden ring. Draco watched the way Harry's fingers curled around the ring, he glances up to see a frown on the man's face.

"It's Ginny" he finally said looking up at the blue sky.

"What about the Weaslette?" Harry glared at Draco who rolled his eyes "Okay fine, what about her" he said instead.

"Lately, she's been arguing over little things. Today she said that I haven't being paying attention to her. I don't understand, what she means when I spend almost every hour of mine with her" Harry huffed, throwing himself back on the grass. Draco hummed and Harry lifted his head up to peak a glance at him.

"Maybe she feels left out?" he said. Harry laughs and relaxes his head in the fresh grass "Were you not listening when I said that I spend almost all of my hours with her!?" he argued.

"No need to get so hasty! Merlin" Draco says falling down next to him. He turned his head to Harry as his platinum hair fell on his eye "I meant that maybe she needs some… physical attention" he said. Harry's eyes widen, his cheeks burned slightly "We have sex twice every week" he mumbled. Draco made a throwing up sound, curling his knees to his stomach.

"Disgusting Potter! I didn't need to know that!" he scowled. Harry pushed him away lightly rolling his eyes, Slytherins were so dramatic.

"Don't be a drama queen" he said once Draco stopped moving.

"Enough with me, do tell about that story you promised to tell me later" Harry asked as Draco looked at him again.

"What story?" he asked looking confused.

"The one which reminded you off snow white" he said and in an instead Draco's face because neutral "Oh… that one" he said looking up the sky.

"There's not much to tell" he said.

"I still want to know" Harry urged, shifting himself on the side, his elbow place on the ground with his hand cupping his cheeks as he looking down on the blonde. Draco rolled his eyes "If you insist" he said.

"When my Mother was pregnant with me, she went to France to 'Stade de dragon' to watch the show" Draco liked the way how Harry listens attentively and doesn't interrupts like how Ron did "There she met Neige Argentée, a dragon also known as the Sliver Snow. She was so amused by it that she insisted on seeing the dragon again" Scorpius thinks he can never get tired of this story, no matter how many times he hears it "So father spoke with the owner of the stadium and requested for some time with the Neige Argentée. Three Auror and one dragon trainer went with them to the chambers of the stadium where they kept the dragons. Upon reaching Neige Argentée's, the dragon flew open her silver platinum wings, her pale white skin glowed as she stood up and her eyes as red as blood gazed at my mother only. Mother was so fascinated by its beauty that she wished out loudly she spoke 'I wish that my child would be as white as snow, lips as red as blood like those eyes, and hair as platinum as the wings of that dragon" Draco was pleased to see Harry's widen eyes "the dragon stared at her as if she somehow understood something. She walked towards my mother and stopped right in front then she bend her head down and nuzzled her nose softly to my mother's pregnant belly. I remember her face when she told me that when the dragon's nose touched her belly, there for the first time she felt me kick her inside her stomach. When I was born she named me Draco from Dragon."

Draco waited for Harry to recover from his shock, he thinks that the man didn't even blink yet.

"See, I always knew there was trick behind your insane beauty" he finally said. Draco frowned "It's not a trick" he said. Harry laughed "I tease, Draco!" he said with a grin, pocking Draco's shoulder with his index finger lightly.

"Does anyone else know about this?" Harry asked tilting his head. A fine blush appeared on Draco's cheeks "Beside Blaise and Pansy, it you and Ron" he said. Harry nodded at him stiffly, of course Ron would know.

"When I was telling Ron about it, he wouldn't stop talking in between" Draco laughed thinking back "he was so amused, he's so easily impressed. It's quiet funny to watch" he said smiling to himself.

"I don't understand how he can be so oblivious and annoying at the same time" Draco rolled his eyes "But even his oblivious is beyond cute" he whispered grinning and Harry gritted his teeth tightly his heart ached curbing his lavish spirit .

"Honestly, whenever we are together he talks and talks. Not that I am complaining, it's so nice to hear him talk" Draco said quickly "and then he says 'Draco, you don't talk at all' well that's cause he's doing most of the talking for me" he chuckled, Harry clenched his fist tightly as he bites on his tongue. He can't stand listening about another man from Draco's mouth. Why can't Draco look at him for once! Why is it always just about Ron!? WHY!

"And his jokes, don't even get me started with those" Draco said waving his hands in the air, in a sharp 'x'.

"Well, they are really funny to be honest but don't tell him that!" Harry sits up, he can't take this anymore, the angry and jealously in his chest boils in his heart. "Do you think Ron woul-

"Ron! Ron! Ron" Draco jumped, he sits up and looks at Harry to see a furious look on his face "Why is it always Ron!?" Harry gritted his teeth. Albus felt his heart jump in his throat, what was happing? Why was his father upset, what this unsettling feeling in the pit on his stomach?

"Harry…?" Draco said softly feeling confused at the sudden change of those green eyes which glowed with anger.

Harry's jaw clenched and gets up on his feet. His body was a tense line "I am sick and tired of you asking about him! Talking about him! That's all you care about, think about! Don't you see he's a committed man to his lady!?" Harry shouted, he was angry and filled with jealousy. Draco gaped at him, shocked out of his growing confusion. The bastard! "You think so low of me that now I am a threat to take Ron away from Granger!?" he demanded.

Harry glared at him "If that's not the case, then why are you so obsessed with him? Why can't you just forget about him!?" he asked. Draco shot to his feet. His hands shook before he clenched them into fists "You complete arse. I cannot believe you would ask me that. Here I though you have changed Potter" he said dryly.

"Oh, so now we return back from where we started. Your cowardness was noted a long time ago, Draco" Harry said flatly "Now answer my question"

Scorpius gaped, he couldn't believe his ears, what is wrong with Mr. Potter?

Draco didn't know if he should gap or slap him. The heavy wave of ire swept through his veins in an explosive motion, nearly overcoming the unexpected and unwanted hurt which had blossom in his chest. Harry didn't actually believe that, did he? Looking at the coldness in Harry's eyes and the determined set to his jaw Draco knew the truth. He broke his lips into a chuckle, mocking him. "Fuck you, Potter," Draco said gravelly. He turned his heels around, promising himself to never let the git come around him again. His movement was stopped when a firmly strong hand grasped onto his wrist, turning him around so quickly that Draco almost felt dizzy.

"You won't escape so easily" Harry said looking agitated. Draco gritted his teeth together as he tried to push the other man away from him "Let me go!" he demanded.

"Oh no" Albus whispered. Scorpius let out a frustration sound from his lips, why can't they just be like normal people?

"I hurt deep inside" Draco barley heard his low torn voice. Still furious, he shot his head up determine to land a punch on Harry's face if he didn't let go soon. All the anger, hidden betrayal and annoyance vanished in the thin air when Draco's eyes landed on Harry's face. He looked so broken, so wounded and … so crushed. Draco stopped with his struggling as he melted into Harry's green soulful eyes which swirled with pain and sorrow.

"I hate it" his voice sounded so tired, so sad, that it moved Draco's stone heart. "When you act like he's the only person in a full room of people" Draco blinked, what is Harry getting at?

"My jealousy takes over me, when all you see is him" Harry's eyes roamed around observing every inch of Draco's oblivious face. Harry's felt his throat dried up, as it closed around tightly trapping his voice in side. How can Draco still not get it?

"I don't understand…" Draco's heart ached at his broken voice, it felt as if a knife had invade the region of his heart "how do you not see me trying to get every second of your attention" his grey eyes widen, he hitched on the air, getting it stuck at the bottom of his throat. For a second his mind blanked out. Draco felt life leaving his toes, his knees almost gave out and he would have fallen back if Harry wasn't holding him.

"Are you blind or just heartless?" Harry whispered, his eyes looked defeated and his brows were drawn together, creating folds, showing the obvious pain on his face. All of Draco's blood had rushed up to his brain, leaving a stunned expression and no words in his mouth behind. He couldn't even progress the meaning behind those words. All he could see was Harry and all he could hear was the loud pounding of his heart in his ears. Was he even breathing right now?

Albus and Scorpius watched, their mouths had dropped open and if possible they could have hit the ground. Could fate be really that cruel to them?

Harry cupped Draco's face with his hands bringing his face closer to the beautiful blond standing in front of his arms. He gently rubbed his thumb on Draco's cheek "Tell me Draco, what do I must do for you to forget about Ron" now tracing his thumb over those red lips which were partly open "and look at me instead with the same affection. With a stronger desire… What to do? So that you look just at me with those magnificent eyes of yours, which I am so fascinated with"

Draco stood frozen, among his stillness was his beating heart. The loud thump of his heart, kept drumming against his rib cage so fast, that he was scared it might break through. The rhythm getting stronger with every step Harry takes to close the gap between them. Harry slide one of his hand down and intertwines his fingers together with Draco's hand as his other hand still cups his face. He caressed Draco's cheek with his thumb, stroking it gently on his skin. His eyes, filled with such tenderness that Draco found himself getting lost and lost in them. No one has ever looked at him like that before.

"I find you so irresistible, but you never notice" his warm breathe brushed on Draco's lips and with another loud thump of his heart, all the thoughts left his brain, leaving it empty. Harry brushed their noses together "your scent is so addictive" he tilted his head to the left and Draco slowly closed his grey eyes softly. In the empty field where the flowers bloomed, as the water in the lake rushed through. They stood together so closely that from far it could resemble in one. In the warm sunset, as the air blew, Harry's lips met his lips in a sweet-tender kiss.

Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.


If someone said that to me I would probably burst into laughter, right there and maybe just roll on the ground too. Alright, not so funny I know, why do I think I am funny when I am not?

Just because Draco leaned in doesn't mean he wants it. To be honest, I don't even know why I made him lean, I was just gonna leave him at frozen-like-a-popsicle part but I figured it would be boring. Gotta, make it a little juicy, you know *wink* *wink* (I can't actually wink, I just blink both of my eyes)

Normally, I hate leaving chapters at a cliff-hanger but if I had continued it would take be another 35 pages of writing to finally publish. Also as you all know this fiction is rate M but I am not sure anymore, I consider a fact that since Albus and Scorp are watching the memories they really wouldn't appreciate watching their parents have sex. I mean I don't about you guys but hahaha (awkwardly laugh) I defiantly wouldn't wanna see something like THAT, my poor innocence (what is innocence? Fancy term I use there when I have a fanfiction listed as 'M'). Let me know if your thoughts about it in the comment! I mean tbh I don't If I should put some sex scene in their or just awkwardly leave it at 'they made love!' … so yah~ please let me know. On a bright side, the story isn't long to finish… I think… See I am one of those authors who go with the flow~ (Lies, I have some what of the story planed besides the fact I have no idea how to make Draco fall for Harry. Well I kinda do and don't, we shall see. I lie, Draco is about to have a ride of his life in the next chap) SO! As I was saying thank you for reading! I hope you all liked this chapter, I worked hard on it. Please do comment! I love reading those! It gives me the energy to write this horrible story and kodus are always loved. You guys are awesome, and a big thanks to all of my loyal reader because seriously you are all amazing! I truly didn't think I would get any attention from any readers since Drarry recently died down. I mean it's not dead! People still love it, heck I am madly in love with it! But it not as hot anymore, don't get me wrong the ship is bloody hot but apparently the fever is gone. Or maybe people are too lazy response… hmmmmm… I know I am super lazy… ANYWAYS! Many thanks again, comments and kodus are much appreciated!