This next chapter is set two months later. By the way, sorry I haven't updated in a few days, my sister was put in the hospital so that interfered with my writing time. Anyway, Harry dumped Draco because he didn't want a relationship, leaving Draco confused. He has also fallen into a deep depression. This chapter is inspired by what happened in HBP between Harry and Draco in the bathroom.

Disclaimer: I keep forgetting to put disclaimers in my chapters, so sorry. I don't own Harry Potter!

Draco POV

Harry is glaring at me yet again. I flinch and avoid his eyes, trying to look very interested in my pumpkin juice.

"What's wrong, Draco?" Pansy asks me, her voice soft.

"He left me," I whisper.

"Oh for Merlin's sake! Get over him already!"

I force myself to look into her eyes, anger rising inside of me. I get up from the Slytherin table and quickly make my way to the bathroom. When I get there, I burst into tears. A few seconds later, someone else enters.

Please don't let it be him... Please don't let it be Harry...

But it is. He stares at me, his expression cold. I try to look back at him, but I keep my eyes on the floor.

"I know you love me, Harry, you can't deny it," I say through my sobs.

His expression doesn't change at these words. He stays where he is, then pulls his wand out from his pocket. I try to back away from him, but I slip and fall on the floor.

"Crucio!" he bellows, pointing his wand at me.

I scream out in pain so loud it sends a ringing through my ears. "Please! Harry!" I hear myself plead. "Please stop... Please... Please! I love you... Please... I love you, Harry..."

The pain suddenly stops. I look around curiously, wondering if a teacher entered and stopped him. But he is standing above me alone, his eyes brimming with tears. He offers me a hand and I take it.

"Are you alright?" he whispers, stroking my jawline with his finger, leaving me bewildered at his sudden change of actions.

"I think so," I respond slowly, trying very hard not to start crying again.

"I'm so sorry," he says under his breath, his lips brushing across my cheek. "I don't know what got into me."

"I forgive you," I murmur, not really caring about the entire incident anymore. I just let it all go, and all that matters is him, right here, right now, right in front of me, our lips almost touching... And then they collide, and I swear I've never felt anything better in my life... Touching him after two months of having to stay away from him... It feels like a drug, a drug that I'm very badly addicted to...

"I love you, Draco," Harry says through the kiss.

It is difficult for me to do, but I pull away, leading him back to the Great Hall.

"Why are we coming back here?"

"Because I have to ask you something. In front of everyone."

We stand in front of the house tables, all eyes fixed on us, everyone falling silent. I take out a small box from my pocket and, my hands shaking slightly, slide down on one knee.

"Oh my God," Harry breathes. A huge smile spreads across his beautiful face and his eyes twinkle with glee.

"Harry Potter," I say. "You mean the world to me. I care for you more than anyone else, and I promise to love you every second of every day. Will you marry me?"

Harry is completely speechless. He nods, his smile staying on his face as I slip the ring onto his ring finger. He kneels down in front of me and pulls me into a kiss, everyone cheering loudly.

"I love you," we say in unison as we break apart. I smile in amusement and wrap my arms around him, my heart expanding in my chest so far I'm afraid it might burst.

So short, I'm sorry! Next chapter will be the last one, and it'll be set 19 years later.