AUTHORS NOTE: This is my first Harry and Draco slash, it is straight of the press so to speak, so its not beta read and might not be very good quality. But hey I like it.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry or Draco or anything else related to Harry Potter, they are property of JKR, Time Warner, Bloomsbury and anyone else I forgot to mention. But the plot is mine. No sticky fingers.

RATING: R for slashy thoughts and actions.

PAIRINGS: Harry/Draco Hermione/Ron

NOTE: Just a smidge of Angst here, but topped off with fluff.

Awestruck Encounter

Draco had walked down to the Great Hall hoping to catch Potter leaving as everyone prepared to go to Hogsmeade. He was slightly distressed to see that Potter wasn't in the Hall. He was about to resign the thought of meeting him when he heard an all to familiar commotion behind him. He spun his head round to find that Crabbe had successfully, albeit for the first time ever, given Harry the Jelly Legs curse. Goyle was patting his friend on the back when he saw Draco.

"Hey Draco, Crabbe just did a Jelly Legs curse on Potter." Sniggered Goyle.

Draco Malfoy sighed impatiently and turned to Crabbe. "Its about time you cast a spell that actually worked. But if you are gong to cast a spell out of class, do it somewhere where there is no witnesses you bumbling oaf." He clouted him about the head. Goyle stopped his sniggering immediately. "Piss of, both of you, I need to talk to Harry."

Harry was wobbling about on his legs trying to stay vertical.

"Not used to seeing you without Weasle and the Mu... Uhh, I mean Ron and Hermione." Draco's effort to be nice was failing big time. "Uhh, Finite Incantum."

Harry suddenly gained his composure and saw the most peculiar thing. The evil Draco Malfoy was smiling at him.

"What's wrong Malfoy? Have wind?" Harry spat.

"Heh," He smirked. "No, just came to tell you I can't make your little meeting tonight."

"My meeting? You sent the letter to me." Harry shot Draco a shifty look.

"The letter..." He got the letter out from his pocket and showed Harry.

Harry looked at the letter and frowned. "It is my handwriting though!"

Draco hit realisation. "Hermione!" He said too loud.

"What about her?" Harry asked frowning.

"Its spell, Ethologus Manus, it copies a persons handwriting. A difficult spell, that's part of why I think its Hermione."

"But why... What's the rest of the reason?" Harry quizzed.

"I'll show you. Come on." Draco grabbed Harry's sleeve and moved him around a quiet corner where nobody could disturb them. "Here!"

"What's here, I can't see any..." Draco kissed grabbed Harry's robes and pressed his lips up against Harry's.

Harry was shocked at first, but the heat of the moment took over the fact that he was kissing his enemy, and boy... did it feel good. The subtle pressing of lips against lips, the clash of fluids and the warring of tongues prevailed. Harry was lost in his feelings until he realised he wasn't being restrained anymore, and in fact, the restraining hands were now firmly clasping his round globes pulling him into the kiss. He became aware of a growing hardness from both of them. He moaned in pleasure as Malfoy massaged his backside.

It was Draco that ended the kiss. He kept his eyes closed and pulled away, so he wouldn't leave Harry suddenly vacant. When he opened them he saw Harry's eyes were still closed, he was still reliving the moment. Draco breathed hard and brushed a wandering hair out of Harry's eyes.

Harry opened his eyes. "If that was some sort of joke, you are going to regret this."

"And it it isn't?" Draco said softly.

"Then... then...!" Harry stammered. He didn't know what to say. "Hermione... She knew?"

It was Draco's turn to look confused. "Knew what?"

"This is too much. I have to go." Harry turned to go.

"Harry, wait!" He grabbed Harry's shoulder and spun his round. He struggled to get the words out. "Harry, I love you, and it almost killed me. Don't shrug me off, please don't, I'm not that Draco any more. I'm sorry!"

"Do you think that saying 'I'm sorry' is going to make up for years of abuse and curses?" Harry blurted out, tears leaking out of his eyes. His brain had started to revive.

Draco's heart sank, he saw Harry's tears. He knew there was something inside Harry that needed him, but it was true, there was a lot of sour history between them. Draco quickly pulled his sleeve up.

"This..." He pointed his scarred wrist at Harry. "This is how sorry I am. I tried to kill myself yesterday. I tried to kill myself because of what I had become, I was ready to die all because of these years of abuse. I would have been dead by now if Hermione and Ron hadn't gone into that tower for a midnight romp. They gave me that second chance, this is my second chance Harry. Don't let me live alone, I can't live alone." Draco couldn't hold back any more and he sobbed. "I love you Harry. It goes against everything in my family, but I love you, I need you, and that is all I want." Draco slumped against the wall and rubbed his sleeve against his eyes.

Harry breathed ruggedly and swallowed. Malfoy had called him Harry. Malfoy had cried. Malfoy had disgraced his family. Malfoy had complimented his friends. Malfoy had tried to kill himself.

"Draco?" Harry said, abandoning years of hate and abuse. Draco looked up at him with bloodshot eyes. "Draco, I forgive you."

Harry stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Draco's middle, just holding him.

This was it. The beginning of a new era, the beginning of a new alliance.

* * *

Harry was sitting in front of the common room fire recapping the eventful morning when two lively people banged into the room. He thought it was Seamus and Dean, but was surprised to see it was Ron and Hermione. Excellent, just the people I want to speak to. He thought.

"Hermione, Ron, sit down will ya." He said, startling them.

"Oh why Harry, we were going to get ready to go to Hogsmeade. You coming too." Hermione whined.

"Yeah, and did you know Dumbledore was called away by Cornelius Fudge," Ron said as if it was oh-so-amazing. "Apparently Gringott's was attacked only hours ago by Death Eaters. Rumour has it that he has gone to step up security and find out if any of the Hogwarts stuff is missing." Pig, his owl hotted merrily on his shoulder.

"Ron, Hermione! I know what you were really doing in the astronomy tower. So sit down." Harry said boldly.

"Oh!" They said in unison. They both found a comfy two-seater and squashed up together on it.

"After I left for breakfast, I talked to Hagrid or a bit, but when I left I bumped into Malfoy's shadows. However, the weirdest thing was Draco actually sent them packing."

"Ah!" Ron and Hermione chorused.

"Draco?" Ron asked testing him. "Not Malfoy?"

Harry ignored him. "We, uhh... made up so to speak."

"Well good for you." Hermione said.

"With a kiss." Harry bravely added. Ron groaned. Hermione smiled. "A rather intimate kiss."

"Harry!" Ron whined.

"I'm sorry Ron. He has changed. He broke down in front of me. He practically obliterated the Malfoy he used to be. Now he is just... Just, well he's just Draco now." Harry understood Ron. Ron had no reason whatsoever to trust Draco. Even if he did witness Draco trying to kill himself.

"Harry!" Hermione chirped. "I'm so pleased that you two came round." She got up and hugged Harry, which was difficult since he was so snugly attached to the seat he was in.

"I'm glad you are happy Herm, but I gotta have a think about things before anything else happened. Besides, its time I went to meet snuffles." Harry got up. "I'd like to go see him alone this one time, I need to speak to him personally this time."

Ron looked disappointed, but Hermione rang out, "It's okay Harry. We can see him another time."

Harry smiled and headed to his dormitory to get changed. He needed to visit the kitchens before he went, he knew Sirius would love a hamper full of Hogwarts delights.

END OF CHAPTER 3

A/N: I know I promised plot, and it is forming, honestly. The meeting with Sirius will definitely produce some plot.