And here we have chapter 11!

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"you can talk to me"

Harry spun around to see none other than Draco bloody Malfoy standing at the door, blocking his exit.

"I don't want to talk to you Malfoy"

Malfoy sighed

"Will you just get over yourself"

Harry frowned, he was right, Malfoy was here to gloat.

"Yeah, I read your journal, bid deal, yeah there was some pretty fucked up things in there but, I'm not going to tell anyone.-" Harry opened his mouth to talk "-especially not my father"

"I can't trust you."

The room was quiet for a few moments.

"I could tell you some pretty fucked up things about me, then you'd have leverage over me?"

Harry thought about it for a second, it was a reasonable deal. "Fine then, tell me"

"What now? Well erm okay- I hate being a Malfoy, I have far too many responsibilities, I have to look perfect, I have to act perfect, I have to be perfect. My parents are forcing me to marry Pansy Parkinson as soon as I get out of school to keep the family line 'pure' as they say. My father hospitalised me when I was seven because I told him that I was in love with Blaize Zabini and that I didn't want to marry Pansy ever since then me parents have been forcing me onto her" Draco stopped, out of breath. "wow" Harry beathed. A silence filled the owlery for what seemed like forever, it wasn't an awkward silence, but it wasn't entirely comfortable either.

"So, do you love Zabini then?"

Draco gave a short laugh.

"No, I outgrew that, loving him I mean"

Harry smirked. "When I was really little I used to think I was in love with my neighbours foster child, he was pretty cool. Then I found out he was an arsonist, yeah that wasn't so cool"

Draco cocked his head to one side. "That wasn't in your Journal"

Harry laughed humourlessly "There's a lot of stuff that isn't in my diary"

Draco tried to hide his curiosity, and failed.

"Let's play a game, you tell me something I don't know about you and I'll tell you something you don't know about me, Quid pro quo, as it were"

"I'm not sure-" Harry didn't know if this was ok or not, he had to do something to make Draco keep quiet about his diary, but they were supposed to be enemies. No matter how much Harry liked him, deep deep deep down.

"Come on"Harry raised an eyebrow at Dracos eagerness but nodded anyway.

"Fine then"

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Draco smiled eagerly at him, he still wasn't quite sure why he was acting so normal around Harry, he figured that it was just because he was desperate and couldn't talk to anyone else, and while Harry was scared that he was going to tell everyone about what he read in the journal, he could sort of trust him .

He looked at Harry expectantly, there was no way Draco was going first.

"I used to live in a cupboard"

Draco had to stop himself from laughing. "Seriously?"

Harry smiled "My aunt and uncle used to make me sleep in there, they said that freaks like me didn't deserve bedrooms" Draco wasn't laughing anymore. "Freaks like you?" Harry nodded. "My aunt and uncle hate anything remotely magical" Draco frowned. Harry nodded at him. "Your turn."

Draco sat for a while in deep thought, he still wasn't sure what he could and couldn't trust Harry with. "My mother makes me see a therapist who thinks I'm on the verge of a total mental breakdown."

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"Why would she do that?"

Draco gave a cold laugh. "She's 'worried about me' thinks I'm crazy because I don't want an arranged marriage or something, I hate my mother for making me go but the therapist of sort of helpful actually" He looked at his feet and blushed. "He told me that I need an outlet for all my anger, something to occupy my time" There was a long pause. "So... what did you do?"

Draco smiled. "I learned to play the guitar"

Harrys jaw dropped "Seriously? I never figured you for a guitar player"

Draco blushed even more deeply. Harry thought it was cute, although he'd never admit it to anyone.

"I've always wanted to play the guitar"

Draco looked up, surprised. "Really? I thought you were going to say it was stupid or something"

Harry was about to tell him that it was stupid to think that when Draco interrupted him. "your turn"

Harry thought, there were so many choices, but some were just too personal or too depressing to share with his enemy. "I can't think of anything" he mumbled, embarrassed. Draco smiled, it was beautiful. "Yeah, I know what you mean how about we ask each other questions instead?" Harry nodded. "You ask me first" Draco shrugged. " How many people have you dated since first year and what were their names?" Harry did not want to answer that. He swallowed. "12, Ginny Weasley, Padma Patil, Katie Bell and her friend Leanne, Hannah Abott, Susan bones, Lavender Brown, Bella Dunston , Cho Chang ," Harry paused and mumbled the last few names. "Marcus Belby, Eddie Carmicheal and Rodger Davis" Draco Laughed. "12's a big number, Playa'" Draco laughed loudly at this own 'joke'.

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"You ask me." Harry smirked. "same question to you" Draco stood for a few moments, counting on his fingers.

"4, Pansy Parkinson, Daphne Greengrass, Bella Dunston and Marcus Flint" Draco got quieter and faster, just as Harry had, nearer the end of his considerably shorter list.

"Marcus Flint?"

Draco started to panic. "I was confused –" Harry started laughing.

"Damn right you were confused, he looks like a troll, and my GOD, his teeth!"

Draco smiled, Harry was still laughing. Harry hadn't known Flint, he was actually really nice, even if his teeth still gave Draco nightmares sometimes.

"To be honest, I would have thought you had dated more people than that"

Draco raised his eyebrow. "I have high expectations, also, I'm not a man-whore like you. Next question, how far have you ever been with anybody" Harry blushed wildly and mumbled something. "What?" Draco laughed. "I've only been as far as kissing"

Dracos jaw hit the floor.

"what seriously? You've never even" He made a vague hand gesture that could mean just about anything. Harry shook his head. "Same question to you" Draco grinned. "I've not been all the way but I'd say I've done everything else" Harry stuck his tongue out at him. "Well done you." They both started laughing. Harry checked his watch.

"Yeah, I should go Seamus and Dean are probably wondering where I am, we should, erm do this again sometime" He laughed nervously. "It was enlightening"

Harry walked out of the owlery

"Goodbye Harry"

"See ya Draco"

both boys were thinking the same thing "Merlin! Did I just call him by his first name? !"

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Oh HARRY.

I don't know whether I like this or not, on one hand it seems a tad sudden but quite natural at the same time. Oh what do I know.

OMG this is my longest chapter yet WHOO

Yay

-Zathory Glum x x x

Updated- Thanks to DarkAngel7o7 and xo i love Emmett xo SO much for pointing out my mistakes 3 I appreciate it :3