Title: And Life Goes On….

Interlude: What Friends Do…

Summary: My world ended right in front of me, and I didn't realise till a month later.

DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Author Notes: I am so sorry. Chapter 7 isn't going to appear soon. I'm so sorry, especially with how chapter 6 ended. I'm sorry it's been so long since I updated, but here's another flash back interlude. Enjoy.

Also thanks to;

Sinsoftheflesh98: Thanks, lol. Sorry I took so long to update. Also this is a SB/RL too, well it's hinted, but they come in more after this chapter…

Writingalife: That's the whole idea. As for Draco, part of Harry does expect him to wait now he and Mercury are over, but in this chapter everything finally hits home with Mr Potter.

Entchen: Have no fear, after all this is a Harry/Draco after all.

MidnightsRose: You are brilliant. I want to give you a medal or something.

Pheonixtear: Thanks…I think lol. Also I can't tell you that! It would ruin the surprise lol.

Huwaw: Groovy comment, thank you!

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"MALFOY!" Ron called at the blonde who was disappearing down towards the Slytherin dungeons. Draco Malfoy stopped and turned slowly to face the youngest male Weasley, a sneer took its usual place on his aristocratic face.

"Something wrong weasel?" He drawled with a disdainful glance at the Gryffindor.

"I need to talk to you." The redhead said doing his best to bite back the urge to add ferret on the end of that sentence.

"You? Capable of civilized conversation? Shocking. But why pray tell, does it concern me?" Malfoy said.

"I'm going to ignore that. Look Malfoy I need to talk to you about Harry." Ron said trying to gauge the blonde's reaction. He was unsuccessful, the Malfoy mask was firmly in place.

"What's Potter done now?" He asked coolly.

"I know about what happened. Between you and him." Ron said. Malfoy raised an eyebrow.

"Oh do you? And what would that be?" Ron wanted to hit the smug smirk off Malfoy's face but restrained himself.

"I know you were sleeping together. And I know you broke it off." He said.

"What's your point? Is the Golden Boy all upset?" Malfoy asked. It was then Ron saw it, concern, just a flicker but it was enough.

"Yeah, as a matter of fact he is. Just thought you might like to know that Seamus has offered to 'comfort' him." Ron replied nonchalantly. Then the mask fell, there it was, pure jealousy.

"He what?" Malfoy ground out between gritted teeth.

"I think Harry's going to accept. I mean he tells you he loves you, you break it off, and he's hurting. Of course Seamus doesn't actually want a relationship with him, he just wants to shag him. Just wondered if you wanted to know…you know so you can pat him on the back, let him join the club you know." Ron said, he actually surprised himself with how good his lie was. Normally he was really bad at lying. And at not trying to hit Malfoy. Three cheers for me, he thought.

"I'll kill him. If he so much as touches my Harry-"

"Your Harry? Thought you didn't even like him, he was just a good shag. Or that's what I heard from Harry." Ron said. Ok, maybe he was getting a bit carried away, Malfoy was going an odd shade of red.

"I think I screwed up." Malfoy said.

"Malfoy admitting he was wrong? I guess Hell's pretty cold this time of year." Ron said.

"What are you on about?" Malfoy asked with an irritated expression.

"Nothing, look do you love him?" Ron asked.

"I think I do. Stupid bloody Golden boy." Malfoy said quietly, he slumped against the wall and slid to the ground.

"Then tell him. And apologise obviously." Ron said. Malfoy gave him a look, which asked 'Are you very stupid?'

"I can't tell him." Malfoy said with a glare.

"Why?" Ron asked, his moment of brilliance already fading.

"Because he hates me." The blonde whined.

"Don't be stupid. He told you he loved you so obviously he loves you." Ron said with a confused expression.

"If only I was as simple as you, I'm sure life would be easier." Malfoy said, Ron glared.

"Oh piss off. Look just tell him ok?" Ron said before leaving in the direction of the Gryffindor common room.

"Like that'll work." Draco muttered to the empty corridor.

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"It's not working Weasley! He doesn't want to know!" Draco said to a frustrated Ron.

"Well maybe we're going about it the wrong way." Ron suggested.

"How? Did it ever occur to you that he might just not want me back?" Draco asked the redhead with a frustrated sigh.

Ron shrugged, it hadn't actually occurred to him that Harry might be so bloody difficult about the whole thing, but he was still convinced they just weren't trying hard enough. Suddenly an idea hit him.

"His birthday."

"What? It's not his birthday Weasley. You going mad?" Draco asked Ron.

"No, no. His birthday. Mums throwing him a party on his birthday. Show up to my house and refuse to shut up or leave till he takes you back." Ron said excitedly.

"That's a stupid idea Weasley. Very Gryffindor. Bloody hell, very Gryffindor. You're right, everything we've tried so far has been Slytherin, what we need is a Gryffindor approach!" Draco said with glee. Ron grinned madly, very pleased with himself.

"You're sure it'll work though?"

"Course I am." Ron said. And it did.

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"HARRY! PLEASE! I'VE SAID I'M SORRY SO MANY TIMES! LOOK I'M NOT LEAVING TILL YOU SAY YES! I LOVE YOU!"

Harry sighed in frustration, he was tired and annoyed. He opened the window.

"No Draco, it's 3 in the morning. Go home. I want to sleep."

"No! Not till you take me back. Harry, I'm so sorry for what I did. I really am, hell I accepted help from Weasley! I'm in love with and I know you feel the same so I'm not going-wait where are you going? Harry wait!" The window shut. Draco let out a frustrated sigh and flopped onto the ground.

"Get up. Last I heard it was unbecoming of a Malfoy to sit in the dirt." Draco looked up, he couldn't believe it. There, standing with a hand outstretched, was Harry looking very tired but with a very small smile tugging lightly at the corners of his mouth. Draco accepted the hand and was pulled to his feet.

"Does this mean you forgive me?" Draco asked timidly.

"Will it mean I can sleep peacefully if I say yes?" Harry asked with a searching look, Draco knew the double meaning in his words. He nodded. Harry hugged him tightly. The blonde ex-Slytherin felt like he could cry with relief.

"Good." Harry finally replied and led the blonde towards the house.