Just to say again the characters don't belong to me. I'm not very good at dialog. I'm sorry Ron and Hermione aren't in this story much but just imagine that whenever I don't mention they for a while they are making eyes at each other, snuggling and having a general good time together. Besides this is Draco and Harry's story. Please review. I'm going to keep writing now.



Later that night Harry noticed the clock as it chimes 7. He made some excuse about going to the library. Ron and Hermione put up little resistance as the snuggled on the couch. Hermione as an after thought called to him to be back by curfew.

Draco had no problem leaving. No one asked where he was going.

Harry found the room with little trouble. He had brought his invisibility clock just in case. Third floor, fourth door password Friendship. The classroom opened. It wasn't much like a classroom. There was a couch, a fireplace, a clock and a few desks. Almost looked like Dumbledore had made it a bit more comfortable for the boys.

Draco entered a bit later. Harry was sitting on the couch. Draco sat at one of the desks after a moment of hesitation. Harry was a bit disappointed Draco didn't sit next to him.

Neither boy broke the silence for a few minutes.

"Malfoy." Harry started only to be interrupted by Dracos slow drawl.

"How did you do it Potter?

"What?" Harry asked

"Live with those Muggles, no friends, hated everyday, how did you turn out so good." Draco almost choked on the last word.

Harry thought for a moment. "I don't know, I guess I always had the hope that some day I'd be away from it all, the dirty looks, the put downs..the beatings." Harry's eyes looked far way past Draco remembering being pulled by the ear, thrown on the floor, hit until he bleeds.

"You too huh?" Draco broke him out of his thought.

"Your dad." Harry's green eyes focused on Draco.

Draco nodded. He looked right at Harry as before on the train and he could not break the gaze. He stood up and walked over to the couch. He rolled up the sleeve of his cloak as he sat next to Harry revealing a scar that extended from his shoulder to his elbow. He spoke softly "Never in public, we were the perfect family in public. I would do something wrong, break a dish, say something I shouldn't have, and Lucius would give me a look and say nothing. Then as soon as company left." Draco Shivered a tear ran down his face.

"Are you crying Mal.. Draco?" Harry looked at the fragile boy sitting next to him. This was the boy who made his life so hard for the past five years?

"No, Malfoy's don't cry." Draco stated firmly as the tears continued to come. Soon he was shaking to keep them inside.

Harry didn't know what made him do it but he put his arms around Draco in a hug. Draco didn't pull away and after a moment fell into the other boy sobbing. After a few minutes he was able to calm down enough to speak again.

"I'm glad he's dead. Mom, she was beaten down. At first she would try to help but after awhile she just had this far way look on her face. She became my father's puppet just like I was. I'm sad she's dead but not as sad as I think I ought to be." Draco was surprised on how open he was being with Harry. These are things he never told anyone.

Harry was still holding the other boy when he had to ask. "What happened on the train, Draco?"

Draco lifted his head. "I believe I kissed you."

"Why?"

Draco lifted himself out of the embrace but did not move away.

"I don't know, not exactly. I've always been attracted to guys, I just never thought that would mean The Boy Who Lived."

"You're attracted to me?" Harry questioned.

Draco lifted his hand up hesitantly and brushed some hair out of the other boys face.

"You must know that you are good looking. If you tell anyone." Draco warned turning a bit pink in the face.

"Don't worry." Harry said quickly causing the other boy to lean back a little. "I mean I think you hot too."

Harry wasn't looking at Draco as he said these words and as he turned for a reaction he saw the look of surprise and happiness? On Draco's face. "What?" Harry questioned.

"You're attracted to me Harry?"

"I think that's the first time you've addressed me by my name and yes I really like you, it took that kiss to make me realize."

Harry was cut short as again Draco's lips pressed against his. Harry's hand combed through the silver blond hair of the other boy and pulled him closer. Draco's arm snaked around Harry's waist as he ran his tongue against Harry's lips pleading entry. Harry's mouth opened and they both let out a little moan as their tongues touched. Draco's hand slowly removed Harry's glasses while their tongues touched softly at first and then with more urgency. Harry's entire body reacted, as soft tingles seemed to travel over his skin.

They slowly pulled away mouths still open feeling each other's hot breath. Their eyes stared at each other.

"You have the most beautiful eyes, Harry." Draco breathed, handing Harry his glasses.

Harry's heart was beating so fast he thought he would die. "I've never been kissed like that before."

Both boys turned at the intruding noise of the clock chiming 9. Curfew.

"We better go." Draco said reluctantly. Not wanting to go back to Sytherin house, not wanting to leave Harry.

Harry just nodded as they walked towards the door. "We can share my invisibility cloak." Harry said.

Harry draped the cloth over both of them. The closeness under the cloak was secure. Harry leaned over and kissed Draco softly. They then walked to Sytherin. Then Harry walked alone to Gryffindor.

Ron and Hermione wanted to know why he was late.

Harry just said he lost track of time a small blush spread over his face as he excused himself to the sleeping area.

Ron and Hermione gave each other knowing looks. Harry had met someone. They were going to find out who.