I'm so sorry I took so long to post this chapter today, but I just got home from Christmas shopping ^___^
Special thanks to: Prongs(you reviewed for every chapter! I offically love you even more now ^_^ and thank you! it means a lot to know you like them :), Ambrosius(I think so, too. I know I'd miss it ^_^), Shadow Spinner(thank you! ^_^ and I pride myself on being evil *lol*:), Cassie(thank you! your so flattering ^__^), Krazy Gurl(thanks! ^_^ chemistry between Star and Kaleb, huh? hmmm ^____^), Jedi Cosmos(evil, but fun! ^_^ unless someone does it to me, then it's not fun ^_^), Yvi(I'm a wicked child ^_^ ok:)
"Potter?"
With the only light shining through the darkness being from the open door it was a mystery how he instantly knew who was waiting for him.
"Draco," he gave a curt nod.
Draco noted the way his name was used and was, despite himself, pleased.
"What is this all about?"
"A trick originally. But.."
The Slytherin took a few steps closer to him, giving each other about three feet of personal space. "But.. I do believe you were going somewhere with that."
Harry glared at him. "You're such a prick."
"Yeah and you're a bed of roses too."
"Don't tell me what I am!"
"Then don't call me a prick." (Crystal: that's Star's job! ^_^ Don't kill me, Klee! I had to say it ^^;)
"But it's true."
"Yeah well you're perfect."
In the semi-darkness Harry's cheeks tinged a light pink.
Draco was speculating his surroundings. "Do you know why we're here together? At night, alone in fact." He looked at the other boy with a smirk.
"The doors right there if you want to leave." Harry pointed past Draco and at the unclosed door with an expressionless face. It had been such an innocent statement, but was it really? It was like saying 'If you don't love me leave me now before it's too late.'
Draco turned and took a few measured steps toward the door, glancing over at Harry. "Do you really want me to leave?"
'Are you willing to give me a chance?'
"Do what you want."
Harry closed his eyes moments before he heard the door close, shutting off the only supply of light and leaving Harry alone in total darkness.
A few minutes went by and he hadn't moved an inch. It was over. All hope that had shone forth had burnt out with the simple closing of a door. He never got to say what his heart was telling him to say and he would never get the chance again. It was his entire fault. He was too stubborn to shelf his pride for one moment to let Draco win just once. Yeah sure, Harry hated him. But who made up the rule that you couldn't love that same person as well? Harry looked at the ground, his hands tightly meshed into fists. He had lost after all. He wouldn't have let Draco won, they would have won together.
A soft hand stroked his cheek. He had been so rapt up in his thoughts he didn't hear the footsteps travel toward him.
Pools of emerald shot open. "Draco?" He whispered, leaning into the hand that surprised him.
"I didn't know," came the murmured reply in a gentle tone, never before heard by Harry's ears, "I never realized until just now how much you meant to me. It was like you asked me if I wanted to walk into your life or walk out and I knew if I didn't walk in now.. the door would close forever and I wouldn't be able to open it again."
Harry didn't get the chance to answer. Draco's lips on his own once again stopped him from replying, but that was okay. They had a lifetime to talk.
He shut his eyes as Draco captured all his senses. He wrapped his arms around his thin waist, pulling them closer and deepening their kiss. Something that felt this good just couldn't be wrong, Harry decided as he ran his tongue along the other boys' lips.
Needing air, they both pulled apart but continued to hold onto each other tightly. Harry tilted his head forward so their foreheads were touching. Somehow through the darkness they could see into each other's eyes and time suddenly stopped. Everything around them melted into oblivion.
Harry grinned. "Ok now it's my turn. Draco I-"
"Oh no," Draco interrupted looking suddenly worried. "What about Kaleb?" The image of his girlfriend floated through his mind. "What about *Star*!?" The realization of him kissing his best friend's boyfriend finally hit him.
Harry instead looked amused.
"Let's try this again. Ok now it's my turn-"
"She's going to kill me, and-and Star's going to kill me.." He gulped, clearly not listening to Harry anymore.
"Are you going to listen or would you rather keep thinking your going to get slaughtered into a million pieces?"
"Well that's what's going to happen.."
"Stop being stupid and listen for a moment."
"Insensitive brat," he muttered but listened anyway.
Harry smiled. "It all started with this plan.. Operation Matchmaker I think it's called.."
~*~
Crystal: nope, the story's not over yet! ^_^ my part's tomorrow! :)
Special thanks to: Prongs(you reviewed for every chapter! I offically love you even more now ^_^ and thank you! it means a lot to know you like them :), Ambrosius(I think so, too. I know I'd miss it ^_^), Shadow Spinner(thank you! ^_^ and I pride myself on being evil *lol*:), Cassie(thank you! your so flattering ^__^), Krazy Gurl(thanks! ^_^ chemistry between Star and Kaleb, huh? hmmm ^____^), Jedi Cosmos(evil, but fun! ^_^ unless someone does it to me, then it's not fun ^_^), Yvi(I'm a wicked child ^_^ ok:)
"Potter?"
With the only light shining through the darkness being from the open door it was a mystery how he instantly knew who was waiting for him.
"Draco," he gave a curt nod.
Draco noted the way his name was used and was, despite himself, pleased.
"What is this all about?"
"A trick originally. But.."
The Slytherin took a few steps closer to him, giving each other about three feet of personal space. "But.. I do believe you were going somewhere with that."
Harry glared at him. "You're such a prick."
"Yeah and you're a bed of roses too."
"Don't tell me what I am!"
"Then don't call me a prick." (Crystal: that's Star's job! ^_^ Don't kill me, Klee! I had to say it ^^;)
"But it's true."
"Yeah well you're perfect."
In the semi-darkness Harry's cheeks tinged a light pink.
Draco was speculating his surroundings. "Do you know why we're here together? At night, alone in fact." He looked at the other boy with a smirk.
"The doors right there if you want to leave." Harry pointed past Draco and at the unclosed door with an expressionless face. It had been such an innocent statement, but was it really? It was like saying 'If you don't love me leave me now before it's too late.'
Draco turned and took a few measured steps toward the door, glancing over at Harry. "Do you really want me to leave?"
'Are you willing to give me a chance?'
"Do what you want."
Harry closed his eyes moments before he heard the door close, shutting off the only supply of light and leaving Harry alone in total darkness.
A few minutes went by and he hadn't moved an inch. It was over. All hope that had shone forth had burnt out with the simple closing of a door. He never got to say what his heart was telling him to say and he would never get the chance again. It was his entire fault. He was too stubborn to shelf his pride for one moment to let Draco win just once. Yeah sure, Harry hated him. But who made up the rule that you couldn't love that same person as well? Harry looked at the ground, his hands tightly meshed into fists. He had lost after all. He wouldn't have let Draco won, they would have won together.
A soft hand stroked his cheek. He had been so rapt up in his thoughts he didn't hear the footsteps travel toward him.
Pools of emerald shot open. "Draco?" He whispered, leaning into the hand that surprised him.
"I didn't know," came the murmured reply in a gentle tone, never before heard by Harry's ears, "I never realized until just now how much you meant to me. It was like you asked me if I wanted to walk into your life or walk out and I knew if I didn't walk in now.. the door would close forever and I wouldn't be able to open it again."
Harry didn't get the chance to answer. Draco's lips on his own once again stopped him from replying, but that was okay. They had a lifetime to talk.
He shut his eyes as Draco captured all his senses. He wrapped his arms around his thin waist, pulling them closer and deepening their kiss. Something that felt this good just couldn't be wrong, Harry decided as he ran his tongue along the other boys' lips.
Needing air, they both pulled apart but continued to hold onto each other tightly. Harry tilted his head forward so their foreheads were touching. Somehow through the darkness they could see into each other's eyes and time suddenly stopped. Everything around them melted into oblivion.
Harry grinned. "Ok now it's my turn. Draco I-"
"Oh no," Draco interrupted looking suddenly worried. "What about Kaleb?" The image of his girlfriend floated through his mind. "What about *Star*!?" The realization of him kissing his best friend's boyfriend finally hit him.
Harry instead looked amused.
"Let's try this again. Ok now it's my turn-"
"She's going to kill me, and-and Star's going to kill me.." He gulped, clearly not listening to Harry anymore.
"Are you going to listen or would you rather keep thinking your going to get slaughtered into a million pieces?"
"Well that's what's going to happen.."
"Stop being stupid and listen for a moment."
"Insensitive brat," he muttered but listened anyway.
Harry smiled. "It all started with this plan.. Operation Matchmaker I think it's called.."
~*~
Crystal: nope, the story's not over yet! ^_^ my part's tomorrow! :)
