A/N: Extra long chapter! Yey!

It just wasn't fair.

Draco ran faster and faster. Curious eyes stared at him. Suddenly, he stopped. Harry. What about Harry? No one would find him in that strange room. He would die. All because of Draco. He turned around and ran as fast as he could, the fastest he had ever run. He gasped for air when he pulled up the Room of Requirement´s door. Harry lie in the same position as when Draco left him. Draco saw no movement on his chest and ran quickly to him, searching for a pulse. It was low but it was there.

He grabbed his wand and healed the cuts. I need a bed, he thought. A king-sized bed appeared in the left corner of the room. "Wingardium Leviosa" Draco said, not daring to touch Harry. He lie Harry in the bed. Draco healed his arm and when he thought about a bucket with water and a towel it appeared, just like everything else in this strange room. He carefully washed the blood away from Harry's face and himself.

When he was done he sat on the other side of the bed, staring at Harry who's eyelids were twitching. He slightly opened his eyes and looked into Draco's eyes. Green met gray, like for the first time. Slowly Harry started to rise up. He came closer to Draco and whispered "I'm sorry." A single tear were running down his cheek. Draco kissed it away.

"Don't be." he said, once again staring into Harry´s bright green eyes. Now when Draco thought about it, he´d never seen a person with more green eyes than Harry. They were so close now. Draco carefully looked down on Harry's lips, longing after them. Harry turned his head away. Draco looked down on his hands.

"Listen, I'm sorry for.. everything. I never hated you, you know." Draco said, breaking the silence. "I never meant anything I said to you."

"You didn't mean those things you said to Hermione and Ron too?" Harry asked.

"Yes, well, I kinda did." he said.

"Why?" Harry said. Draco got confused.

"What do you mean..?" he asked.

"Why did you insult them? What have they ever done wrong? You insult Hermione, Ron, Ginny-" Draco snorted, "-and everyone else I know. Why?" Harry asked. Draco thought for a moment and decided it was best to tell him the truth.

"They don't deserve you. None of them. Specially not the stupid Weaselette. She rambling on you all the time. It makes me sick. Why do you even date her?" Draco said.

"I'm not. I'm not dating her. Well, I did, but I dumped her. She was kinda annoying. And.. there's someone else." Draco´s heart was beating faster.

"Who?" He asked quietly. Harry smirked and leaned forward. He kissed his lips, the kiss was short but full of emotion.

"Was that a good answer?" Harry smirked. He lay his arms around Draco's neck and kissed him again, this time more passionately. Draco kissed back. After a while he gasped for breath and Harry took the opportunity and stack his tongue into Draco's mouth. Draco did the same, exploring Harry´s mouth just like he had longed so long to do. Soon they were fighting for dominance. Draco ran a hand through Harry's raven-black hair.

Air became necessary and Harry started to place small kisses on Draco's neck, going down to his chest. He kissed the biggest scar carefully, while looking up on Draco's face with an asking look as if he could go on or if it hurt. Draco slightly nodded and Harry gave the same treatment to the other scars, just like he did with the first one.

When he was done he started to kiss Draco on the mouth instead. He lay on Draco so they were chest to chest. Draco was about to be tangled in Harry's once again med Harry froze. He took Draco's left wrist hard and turned his forearm to him. The color on Harry's face disappeared. Draco looked at his wrist too and gasped. The Dark Mark. It was there, black against his pale skin. A skull and a snake.

Draco cursed, he must have forgot to cover it this morning. For obvious reasons he didn't want to show it, and he used to cover it with Muggle-makeup when he woke up, but now it seemed like he had forgotten.

Harry gave him a look that looked mixed between anger, hurt and fear. He quickly moved away from Draco and stood up beside the bed. He went to the door, sending Draco one more look before he left the room. On the bed sat a crying Draco Malfoy, who just saw the love of his life walk out the door for something he couldn't do something about. It just wasn't fair.