"It truly was a bother." Pansy say laying on the couch looking at the ceiling. "People talking about you behind your back, don't worry, you've graduated now."

Draco sits near her,keeping his nose glued in a book about different types of plants, very strange for him.

"The types of taunts and insults I'd receive, I can only imagine how more fucked my life would be if this got out." He says angrily.

He remembered that as people made fun of him, or bullied him, Pansy would always beat them up. Her reputation was already being ruined, so why not do something that actually mattered. Thinking of this only made Draco feel more of a dick than he already or used to be.

The thought of a friend that was already ruined beating people up for you, and you go behind their back and you fall for someone you don't even know, is the worst feeling.

"So, are you going to visit him?" She asks with a bubbly voice.

"Visit who?" Draco retorts.

"Harry, Harry Potter of course." Pansy says, snapping.

Draco grins for a while, places the book down and stares at her from the side of the couch he sits on. He crosses his arms as if he is thinking of an answer to his question and smiles when he finally finds one.

"Harry Potter, the Famous Harry Potter. He killed and defeated Lord Voldemort, and survived the Avada Kedavera...twice! In addition to that, he saved the Wizarding World and the Muggle world as well. Draco Malfoy, the infamous Draco Malfoy showing up to Harry Potter's door step! This means no good, he's most likely scheming to kill Harry Potter!"

Draco mocks causing Pansy to laugh.

"Well, if that's the case I say you're being rather bland. He loved you Draco, and you know it. This isn't just your problem, it's his." Pansy replies.

Deep down inside, she knew he was afraid. He was afraid of rejection, he was afraid of the truth. Harry Potter, of all people ever loving him, he was afraid that Harry would deny it. If that happened, Draco would be in a lot of trouble. He was afraid of what the people would say. They'd probably say he raped Harry, they'd say he was just jealous. Pansy couldn't bare to see her friend go through that, but she didn't want to see him go through this alone. Harry, was living the life of fame, he was loved by everyone, his life was perfect. Draco was living the life of shame, he was hated by anyone with sense. His life was ruined, and Harry only added to that. Pansy felt some type of hatred in her heart when she thought of Harry, it seemed as though she hated most she came across. Draco, Astoria, Hermione, Harry...but it wasn't a genuine hatred toward him, perhaps something small. Her hate toward Astoria would never lift, but her hate toward Hermione had lifted during her last year at Hogwarts and her hate toward Draco had ended in the last five minutes.

Pansy places a hand on his stomach, causing him to shift.

"Does it hurt?" She asks.

Draco stops for a while and shakes his head.

"Well, sometimes I feel sick, but other than that, not really. When he kicks to hard it hurts, so usually, I poke him back."

Pansy quickly brings her ear to Draco's stomach, listening for something. He picks up the book again and begins reading as Pansy's ears stays glued to his stomach.

"Let's go," She starts, standing up. "Let's go out. If the two of us end up in the Daily Prophet, then let it be done. Come on, let me put a spell on you, I should be able to hide your stomach."

"Pans...I don't..." Draco says nervously. "It's just not a good idea."

Harry was angry for more than one reason. First of all, it seemed as if Draco had vanished, and second of all, he had a reason to believe Draco was pregnant.

He wanted to help him, but the blond had just cut off all cummications.

Harry finds himself, walking through the usually village during the middle of the day not stopping for anyone who wants to talk to him.

He was in a very sour mood and he didn't have time for any one to ask for his stupid autograph.

The thought of Draco stings through his head as he walks with his head down. Why couldn't he just see he wanted to help? Was that too hard?

Mean while, on the opposite side of the streets, Pansy drags Draco into a store for wedding dresses. If anything, it would be the most undignifying thing to go into a dress store, so he decides to wait in a nearby park on a bench.

He feels no emotion as he gets glares from many people passing by, this is all to normal for him. He begins to read a book he'd bought from a previous store, still about plants and he couldn't even tell himself why.

About that time, Harry decides to cross the street and automatically spots the blond reading to himself and Harry doesn't hesitate to go and see him.

Draco isn't even paying attention as Harry quickly sits next to him with an angry expression built on his face.

"Malfoy!" Harry says so loud that Draco's sure people from across the street can hear it.

The blond quickly turns around alarmed as Harry stares at him.

His instinct tells him to get up and walk away but Harry grabs his arm preventing that.

"Let go Potter." Draco mutters angrily trying his best to hold his growing emotions back. Eden gave him the worse mood swings and he was feeling somewhat modest until Harry showed up. He felt mixed emotions, he wanted to cry, he wanted to scream, he just wanted to get his emotions out.

Harry's grip tightens on the young Malfoy's arm causing him to want to hit him.

"What is it?" Draco asks, defensively.

"Why did you run away?" Harry angrily yells, letting go of Draco's arm. "Or, let me rephrase this, why do you run away? What are you afraid of?"

That was a good question. Draco sits there paling just a bit as he stares into the distance thinking, pondering on the question. Harry looks more angry than ever with his green eyes fuming at the young Malfoy.

"I am afraid for you, and so I run away to chase that fear off." Draco says.

Harry is taken back by this and is silent for a while giving Draco a chance to speak.

"For the whole time I've loved you Harry I've been afraid for you! You know what a relation ship with me of all people can do to your reputation? When ever people think of Harry Potter, they picture you with the Weasley girl! When they think of me, they picture me in Azkaban getting my soul sucked out! Please listen to me Harry, you've gotten so far and you've tried so hard. All those years I bullied you, all those years I treated you like shit I was in love with you. My father always worked for the Dark Lord so I could never become your friend or I'd put you in danger! As much as I wanted to be good like you, wanted to know you, I couldn't, I had to hate you."

Draco stops and looks at the affect it's taking on Harry and mentally smiles as he sees it's very deep.

"Those times I saw you with Ginny, or Cho or any one I know you had feelings for, they hurt, and the only way I could actually show emotion, was to act an ass. I hope you understand Harry, I love you so much...I love you too much. But I can't be with you, it's for the best."

Draco almost expects Harry to agree as he doesn't say anything, or at least get up and leave. Draco feels his emotions kicking in as a wave of silence splashes through the two.

Harry grabs Draco's arm one more time just to make sure he doesn't run away.

His light green eyes glare into his lover's dark gray eyes and without a word, he plants his lips on Draco's giving him a small chaste kiss. Harry breaks free looking at him one more time before kissing him again, this time more deeply.

Draco feels his eyes begin to water as Harry pulls him into a tight hug.

"You can cry..." Harry softly says, rubbing Draco's blond hair.

"Thank you for your concern, but the people have no say of my love life. If I want to spend my life with you, then they can say nothing to stop me."

Harry quickly moves a free hand to Draco's lower abdomen. The blond quickly tenses but then loosens up. Harry chuckles a bit before kissing Draco again.

"Stay at my house for the night." He whispers in his ear, breaking free from a kiss. Harry takes his time and wipes the tears from Draco's face.

The blond merely nods and melts back into Harry's embrace.

The rest of the day had passed rather quickly. Draco had informed every one that he'd be gone for a day at the least. He'd felt partly guilty because his father was in some what of a coma but Juliet assured that he'd be take care of.

Harry's house was the same as last time but it was much more cozier than last time. Harry was happy he could come and finally convinced him to stop using the spell to hide his stomach.

Draco was nervous at first, but felt it was right. Harry agreed and was happy that Draco had trusted him. That night, when the two had finally gotten tired the decided to go bed and Harry found it comforting to have Draco under his sheets close to him in a tight embrace with an arm over him and a hand on his stomach.

Draco found it comforting as well.

So my sister and I (Lidsworth) were sitting in our room doing nothing when all of a sudden, it sounded like some body was trying to break in. For a while, every one in the house ran in circles while there was someone trying to get in. At the end, it turns out that it was just a lost lad trying to find his way.

Please check out my other story 'Where the Story Ends' I really need some reviews for it! Anyway, I'm pretty sleepy so good night, or good morning to some of you! And, I don't own Harry Potter.