Draco stood up from his seat as he saw Harry leave the Great Hall. He hurried out to catch up with Harry so that he could talk to him. He walked out into the hallway and looked around, trying to see which way Harry went. He caught a glimpse of him turning somewhere so Draco ran to catch up with him.

"Harry!" Draco called when he was about ten feet from him. Harry stopped and turned around. Draco slowed to a walk when he saw Harry not walking anymore.

"What do you want?" Harry asked when Draco reached him.

"I just wanted to talk," Draco said in a breathy voice as he tried to catch his breath.

"We have nothing to talk about," Harry said with a slight glare. Draco visibly winced at the cold tone in Harry's voice.

"Harry," Draco started, "Please, just hear me out?"

"Draco, we have nothing to talk about." Harry repeated, starting to walk away. Draco was about to follow, but the glare Harry sent him stopped him in his tracks. "What happened between us is in the past now, buried under all the other shit we've done before. I can't erase everything we've been through, but I can keep it buried. And frankly, that's how I prefer it. Buried. As close to disappearing as I could possibly get."

"Harry, please…" Draco could feel tears starting to form in his eyes. The Harry he knew was never that cold. I really did screw him over. Fuck, I screwed up big time.

"No. Draco, please. If there were even a small part of you that still cares about me, even just a little, you'd leave me alone. Please. You trying to talk to me like this, you even being near me… its not doing me any good Draco. I just got out of the hospital for a damn suicide attempt." Harry showed him his bandaged wrist to emphasize his point. "Please Draco. I'd rather not go through all of that again. Just… please… leave me alone."

Draco was rooted where he stood. He watched Harry walk away. He couldn't see the tears that had started streaming down Harry's face as he walked away. Draco watched him walk and suddenly remembered something.

"Draco."

Draco looked down at the dark-haired boy in his arms. "Yeah, Harry?"

"I want you to promise me something."

"Sure, what is it, love?"

"I want you to promise that you'll never let me go, or just let me walk away from you as if you didn't matter to me. And if I ever did that, I want you to promise me that you'll come after me."

"I promise, Harry. But you have to promise the same thing to me."

"I promise, Draco." Harry looked up at him with a smile and lightly kissed him on the lips.

Tears started to fall from Draco's eyes as he continued to watch Harry walk away. "Do I still come after you?" he said softly.

Harry continued to walk, wiping the tears from his eyes. He could feel Draco's gaze on him as he walked. He wanted so badly to look back, to go back, but he wouldn't.

"You're not with him anymore, Harry," he told himself. "He doesn't care about you anymore. The only reason he wanted to talk with you was because finding out you were in the hospital made him feel guilty. He isn't doing this because he cares. He's just doing it so he wouldn't feel guilty anymore."

"Talking to yourself, Potter?" Harry looked up and saw Professor Snape sneering at him. "Is that why you missed so much classes? They realized you were crazy and sent you to an asylum."

Most of his teachers weren't informed about the reason why he missed school, and Harry intended to keep it that way. He looked Professor Snape right in the eye, before turning and continuing to walk away.

Snape was surprised when Harry looked him in the eye. The look in his eyes wasn't the same defiance that he always saw in there. His eyes looked… dull, almost as if there were no life in there. He could even see tear marks on his face. Snape walked on, continuing to think about Harry.

He stopped when he spotted Draco. He was still on the same place he was when Harry left him. It was as if he hadn't moved.

"Mr. Malfoy, what are you doing standing in the middle of the Hall?" Snape asked.

"Sorry, sir." Draco replied softly, walking forward.

Snape stood, puzzled at his favorite student's condition. He looked forlorn, as if he had lost all hope and didn't care what happened to him. Snape could see that he had been crying, just like Harry had been. Had something happened between the two?

Note: Another chapter finished. Short, I know. But that's all I could think of for now. I'll try to get more on the next chapter.

But, I got a bit of writer's block.

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