Okay, in the last chapter, I mentioned The Song. This sort of goes with that chapter. Kinda.

"Everytime We Touch" by Cascada

"I still hear your voice when I'm sleeping. And I can feel your touch when I dream." Draco said into the phone. "I know it seems like I'm weak-"

"Your not weak baby. I feel the same. I don't know how I made it without you. Oh shit! Dray I gotta go, I love you though. Muah." Harry hung up the phone and dashed off to work.

Draco sighed and hung up his phone as well. Draco had tried to broach the subject of Harry coming home to London but he never got around to it. If Harry loved him so much, why was he still in the United States?

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Harry was cleaning the kitchen when a song came on the radio. He danced around to it, it sounded vaguely familiar but he couldn't place where he'd heard it before.

"Everytime we touch lalalala." Harry sang, shaking his butt.

"Everytime we kiss I swear I can flyyyyy!"

Cant' you hear my heart beat slow

I Can't let you go

I want you in my life.

'Huh, that's how I feel about Draco.' Harry thought to himself and then he heard the techno beat that was a musical interlude.

"I love techno!" Harry screeched and he began to dance around the kitchen, closing his eyes and dancing.

Ron and Hermione came through Harry's front door and were assaulted by the insanely loud music he had blasting.

Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky

They wipe away tears that I cry

The good and the bad times

We've been through them all

You make me rise when I fall

'Hmm, this voice sounds so familiar, but I can't place where I've heard it before…' Harry thought hard before shrugging.

"Every time we kiss I reach for the sky. I want you in my lifeeee."

"Harry dear, those are the wrong words."

Harry jumped in the air and dropped his cleaning supplies.

"Hermione!" He scolded.

Ron laughed and Hermione smiled making Harry grin as he picked up his cleaning supplies. .

"Well well well, that was a new song from artist Draco Malfoy."

Harry dropped the cleaning supplies again. He stared at the radio and Ron and Hermione stared at him.

"Draco Malfoy is a new and up-coming artist from London, England who says that many of the songs he writes comes from his love-life. Is Malfoy writing about some lucky girl, or perhaps some lucky boy if rumors are correct? Who knows, well we will next Friday when we talk to him over the phone here on ADM. Stay tuned- next up Rhianna, Bla-"

Harry tuned out the rest of the words as he sat down heavily in a chair.

"Harry?"

Harry looked up, a wild look in his eyes.

"That was Draco, Draco was singing, my Draco…" He shook his head.

"Is that good…or bad?" Hermione asked.

"Oh that's good, that's oh so good. Guys I…I think I'm going to leave and go back to England, I've got to. I miss him so much. I'm going back."

"Harry, are you sure?" Ron asked.

"I'm more sure than I've ever been. I'm in love with the man. I am. I've always loved him but I think it just hit me that I'm in love with him. I am. I have to go back to him. Will you guys help me pack up my stuff?" Harry asked them.

"Of course we will Harry. We love you. We'll boys, let's get started then." Hermione said and shooed the boys to the bedroom to start packing.

Harry grinned as he packed and couldn't believe that he was finally going back…back home.

A/N – So, what do you guys think? Good? This is the chapter that has been KILLING me. But I got it done and hopefully by my birthday I'll have the next chapter up which I'm excited to write!!!

It's Lonely No More and Harry surprises Draco when he comes home.

Please review!

-J-