Okay guys…I'm sorry for not updating soo long but it has been quite stressful…and to be honest – I had no idea what to write next. Well but I finally got my lazy ass up and wrote this chapter. I hope you will enjoy it and leave me some review :)

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Saying Goodbye

Draco had a restless sleep. He was moving from one side to another in his bed. Sweat pearls slowly ran down his temple as he whispered "No…no…" and some unintelligible words over and over again. All of the sudden his eyes sprung open, his breath going fast. He got himself in an upper position and remained there for a few seconds.

He then got up and rushed out of his room. He was about to do something he wanted for so long.

"Blaise Zabini" said the golden plaque he was looking at. With his wand and a spell which was well known to him, he opened the door and he stepped into the dark room. He closed the door behind him. The only light provided came from the moon that was sending its beams through a small window; he needed some time to orientate himself. He stepped forward and bumped into something with his leg – he had found the bed. He moaned …too loud obviously as Blaise startled up and immediately turned on the lamp on his beside table and looked into some startled grayish eyes about two meters in front of him.

Blaise: "What the hell are you doing in here??"

Draco: "I'm the one who is asking questions now!"

Blaise gave him both an angry and a confused look.

Draco: "Why did you follow us the other day? And why did you have to tell everybody? I want an answer!"

Blaise gulped but he wouldn't avoid Draco's fierce look: "Oh please…can't you guess it?"

Draco: "I said I want an answer!"

Blaise: "What do you think? I mean you have always been the great and always admired Draco Malfoy. Everyone either loved or feared you. Nothing could harm your almost perfect image. And you know what? I was jealous, okay? Don't you think there are others who also deserve it to be in the spotlight just once? No of course not…because you don't care for anyone but you!"

Draco – looking at Blaise with an unbelieving look: "So you were just looking for something to destroy me? Am I getting this right?"

Blaise: "100 points for Slytherin! Wohoo…" – he gave him one of his sarcastic looks.

Draco: "You are making me sick!" with those words he turned and was about to leave. When he opened the door he turned back once more and said "Well now you've got what you've always wanted. Thanks to you I'm being sent away." His anger and hatred in his voice wasn't to overhear.

Blaise then was left alone in his dark room. A shiver ran over his back at the thought what he achieved. "Him leaving Hogwarts?...Leaving…" he repeated this thought over and over again in his mind. "Now Harry will need to be comforted…"A silent smile flit over his face.

Christmas was coming up and the halls of Hogwarts were about to be decorated by Filch. He did it with a grim face but what he created was pure delight to the students walking from class to class. Flying mistletoes, sparkling garlands and single glitter balls were floating in the air and the gentle scent of a fresh Christmas tree was in the air.

Everyone around Harry seemed to be happy – everyone but him. He wandered through the halls as if they were the same grey and dark as always. The smiling faces around him were only annoying to him as he was reminded over and over again that he himself couldn't be happy. The thought that Draco was leaving after the holidays was omnipresent and choke off every thought of a merry Christmas – may it ever be so small.

Hermione – who was walking next to him: "Oh Harry…I can't wait! You know I've already gotten you something…you're gonna love it!"

Harry barely heard what she said and he just nodded and uttered a single listless "Mhmm."

Hermione: "Man Harry! Could you please be cheerful? Just for a second? It's not like we're all going to die!"

Harry: "Hermione…please! You have no idea what I'm going through okay? Just for a second…imagine Ron had to leave. What would you feel like? Would you be "cheerful" yah??"

Hermione wasn't expecting this vigorous answer of her dear friend. She opened her mouth as if she was going to say something but couldn't quite figure out what. After a few seconds a "I'm sorry." silently left her mouth. She knew exactly that she would not be "cheerful" at all and she felt guilty of what she demanded of Harry. If she only could help him…

The days passed and most of the students left in order to visit their families. So did Ron and Hermione. Harry decided to stay at Hogwarts…with Draco. They were some of the few students spending their holidays at school. Harry and Draco spent all their time together…mostly lying in front of the fireplace which protected them from the coldness spreading out in the castle.

It was their last evening together.

Harry had placed his head onto Draco's lap and was watching his face which was observing the fire crackling and lost in thoughts.

"Kiss me." Harry suddenly said.

Draco was ripped out of his thought. "What?"

"Kiss me…" Harry repeated.

Draco smiled slightly bend down to Harry's face and softly clasped Harry's lips with his own. Harry slowly got up into a better position and dragged his body closer to Draco. Their kisses grew greedier as their tongues seemed to carry out a war. Draco then pushed Harry away who landed on the floor on his back. First he was dazzled but soon Draco followed him. He kneeled over Harry and began to kiss his neck and he wandered down to his chest. Hastily he ripped open Harry's shirt and began to let his fingers wander over his firm body. Harry's nipples grew harder but they weren't the only ones who responded to Draco's acting. Harry felt a well known prickling between his legs.

Draco started to suck Harry's skin leading his mouth towards lower regions.

"Draco…" Harry moaned.

By the sound of his name, Draco's arousal grew and he opened Harry's pants. He let his tongue slide down as it encircled Harry's stiffness what boiled down to Harry moaning even louder. Draco now fully covered it with his mouth and began to massage it with his tongue. He could feel his own erection wanting to explode as suddenly someone opened his own pants and was covering it with his hands. Harry was rubbing Draco's arousal with steady hands as he reached his climax and poured himself into Draco's mouth. Draco welcomed the salty liquid with satisfaction and took of his mouth still having the liquid in it. In his arousal he decided to share his pleasure with Harry and tongue-kissed him. Harry was surprised as he received the liquid in his mouth and didn't know what it was at first. He didn't thought about it further as he was too busy making out with Draco, still having his hands on his erection. With a loud groan Draco reached his climax and he bit Harry in one of his nipples.

Then Draco slowly sank down next to Harry and stared into the air.

Harry: "That was…"

Draco: "I know…"

Harry snuggled up to Draco and embraced him from aside, softly kissing his bare skin…

It was the next day. When Harry woke up the place next to him was empty. Pictures of the night before shot into his brain and a satisfied smile flit over his face. But then he realized what kind of day it was. Immediately he got up, got dressed and left the common room in order to look for Draco.

He found him in his room in the dungeons packing the rest of his stuff.

Harry: "I thought you were done."

Draco: "Oh just some stuff that was left."

Harry: "I don't want you to leave…"

Draco: "Do you think I want me to? This sucks balls!"

Harry: "I don't think that's appropriate…if it would suck balls it would be a good feeling..wouldn't it?" Harry grinned mischievously at Draco.

Draco – smiling: "Oh you know what I mean."

Harry stepped closer to Draco, placed his hands round Draco's hips and said: "I will miss you."

Draco: "I will too." Then he slightly kissed Harry. He loosened touch, took his suitcases and left. He looked back just once – leaving a helpless Harry behind.