Harry sat with his friends, trying to put a brave face on, a grin stretched across his face,
"So he's been avoiding you since Christmas?" Neville asked, a frown on his face, Harry gave a quick tense nod, aware that anyone could be watching, Luna sighed,
"How strange, but it is most obvious he loves you,"
"Luna! Don't be ridiculous, he obviously doesn't love me!" Harry hissed, "Why else would he be avoiding me?" he laced his fingers together and felt a tremor run through his body as he tried to suppress the sobs.
"Oh Harry! Don't you see, he's avoiding you because he loves you!"
"She's right," Neville murmured, taking a bite of his food, Harry peered at it,
"Is that treacle tart?" he felt his mouth water as he stared and he looked around for another piece,
"See!" Neville chuckled, "You're the quirkiest person I've ever met! How could anyone not love you?" Harry just rolled his eyes, and stood,
"Well, as you can see I'm so very single and with all this spare time on my hands...I think I'll go to the library," he nodded decisively, and tromped through the great hall, he could feel eyes on him and he was tempted to put on a show for them, maybe a bit of ballet, or even better, yell something about trolls. He rolled his eyes and closed the door behind him, okay, so he wasn't really going to the library, books were nice and all but, just not his idea of a good time, walking up to his room he pulled out a long case, pulled back the latches and threw back the lid.
"Hello, old friend." He almost cooed stroking the wooded handle,
Draco picked at his meal, always aware of the presence on the other side of the hall,
"Sooooo, conversation starters huh?" Pansy drawled, he could tell that not only was she bored, but very, very mad at him. He hadn't told her anything about what had happened, Christmas Eve and onwards.
"Look, I know you're pissed, but it's my life, not yours," she glared at him,
"Well I get that, but how can I help you if you don't tell me?"
"I don't need help." She rolled her eyes and sunk back into silence, maybe he should tell her, but. The kiss felt too private to share and the day after...Harry must hate him, why would he have wanted that kiss? After all Draco had done. He remember how he came up to him that day,
"Draco, I...I wanted to talk to you." There was a faint blush on Harry's cheeks, he must be so embarrassed by me,
"Don't worry I can guess what you're going to say, so I'll say first, I'm sorry, that kiss meant nothing, and I'm glad that you didn't die, but that's it ok?"
"Oh, right, I see. So I guess I should just go?" Draco bit his lip, he sounded so relieved, the pang in his chest was like nothing he'd ever felt before. He watched Harry walk away, and he felt his eyes prickle for the first time in a long time.
"I'll see you guys around ok?" he got up and left the table.
As Draco walked down the halls, he could almost feel someone following him, he turned and was greeted by a bright haired Gryffindor,
"Weasley!" he growled, "What do you want?"
"Easy, easy!" she took a step back, "I come in peace,"
"Then wha-" she cut him off,
"It's about Harry." She bit her lip, looking at him warily,
"What about him? He's yours isn't he?" I asked, willing my voice not to break,
"You really don't get it do you? He doesn't want me! I mean when I found out he was gay, I reacted badly sure, but I never meant to lash out like I did, I just never really got taught about it you know? So I don't really know what to think about it. I was worried he'd been leading me on for all those years and I was mad. But then I calmed down, and I realised, I just want him to be happy. And then, because I'm not stupid, I figured it all out, why you two were spending so much time together, and I didn't want him to die! And then when you were separated, I put two and two together and I realised, it's you!" she panted, Draco's eyes were wide trying to process her rant, "You're the one he wants," I couldn't ignore the sadness in her voice, but it was drowned out by my shock.
"Harry, wants...me?" as each word slipped through my lips, I began to feel hope course through me, and then the Weaslette wacked me round the back of the head.
"GO!"
Harry wondered if he could just travel the world on his broomstick, visit all the magical places he'd never been to. Nothing felt quite as right as riding his broom. It felt like he had been trapped in a box all year, and now he was finally set free. He yelled into the wind, pushing as fast as he could go. Then he spotted the figure on the ground, why would Draco want to talk to him? Why now? He'd made it very clear that he didn't like Harry in the slightest. Despite all this Harry found his broom slowly gravitating towards the blond head and the perfect face that was now looking up at him. Draco had his hand shoved in his pockets and his shoulders hunched forward,
"Draco?" Harry called out his name cautiously, "What-"
"I'm sorry!" Draco yelled cutting him off, Harry could see the tears in his eyes, "I'm sorry, I'd just assumed that you didn't l- feel the same way, and I was scared, I've never felt like this before. I'll understand if you don't, but I just wanted to say, I lied earlier, that kiss meant everything to me."
"I...you...what?" Harry starred, he had just started to come to terms that he would never have Draco and here, he took a step back and Harry realised he was taking too long to answer, "No! Draco wait, how can you not see this! I care about you! You're one of the only people I care about now, if it weren't for you I-" he shook his head, "I love you." Draco stared at him and Harry could see the blush on his cheeks,
"I um I, I l-" he stuttered and then he growled, taking the end of Harry's broom and twisting it so that their faces were directly in line, except Harry was upside down. Draco surged forward and captured Harry's lips with his own, the kiss was hard, filled with a suppressed passion. Harry moaned as Draco's tongue swept across his lips, allowing him access. It was all Harry could do to hold. As the boys apart they panted, Draco's hands still on Harry's face,
"I love you too." It was barely a whisper on his lips,
"Better than Spiderman." Harry murmured a grin spreading across his face,
"What's Spiderman?" Harry laughed then, and soon both of them were in hysterics. A thought on Harry's mind made him move closer,
One more kiss,
One for Draco
Okay maybe a few more than one.
A/N: Okay, first things first feel free to skip this bit, personally I find author's notes really tedious. This is the last chapter for One for Draco and I really struggle believing over 1,500 people have seen it! Thanks so much to everyone who left a review or followed this story. If you want more, please leave a review for me. Thanks!
