Disclaimer: As all sane persons, I too wish to have owned HP characters, but instead the brilliant JK Rowling does (and lets us so kindly twist her work in our heads)!

Warning: For all the homophobes, this is a slash, so go be bored somewhere else! Everyone else...enjoy!

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Muggle London

Draco walked through the streets of Muggle London, and was beginning to understand why Harry liked it so much here. Especially in the fall. Everyone was getting ready for winter, and Christmas of course, by shopping. The old part of London was very warm on this particular Saturday morning. Outdoor markets, and boutiques all smelled, and shined with glory, and citrus.

One time, Harry got some shampoo that made his hair smell like oranges, and granted I made fun of him for it, I still loved it. He never got more; I wish he had.

Malfoy went into a small boutique that smelled the strongest. Inside it was brightly coloured, completly wooden, and halfway underground. He was greeted by an old lady who helped Draco find just what he was looking for.

"That will be three pounds even, dear," the lady smiled sweetly.

Three pounds. Right. Draco was trying to convert from wizard's to Muggle money. He hoped he gave her enough, and refused the change.

Suddenly, Draco laughed as he was exiting because he just reminded himself of Harry, once again, and how clumsy he can be sometimes. Harry, Harry, is there anything else you do outside of wandering in my thoughts? It didn't matter because for once Draco Malfoy was happy, and he liked it that way. He could really get used to this. It was almost 9 AM, Harry would be up soon, so Draco headed to the couple's fourth floor flat located near the big amusing clock which Muggles for some reason called "Big Ben".

Slowly, Malfoy entered, taking care not to make any noise, although the sooner Harry woke up, the better. Was it just him, or was the sun, through the blinds, brighter than the light outside, Draco wondered. Stepping through the pair's yet unfurnished bedroom, the space was wide open. The bed having matched with the parquet floors, only brought the raven-haired, boy who was entangled in pure white silk sheets, more into focus. Draco couldn't help smiling to himself. So beautiful and innocent. And mine. That's always a bonus. Malfoy took care not to wake Harry, as he laid down to watch him wake up.

"Mmm...er...ere...you?" The light, obviously, was hurting his eyes.

"Yes, Mr. Potter? How may I be of assistance?" Laughed the blonde.

"I asked, 'Where were you?'" Harry demanded.

"Here." Draco handed him a small brown bag, since Harry finally opened his eyes. Potter emptied it out.

"Shampoo." He gave Draco a "you're-a-weirdo" look.

"Yeah, I didn't know how else to tell you that you smell really bad."

"Ugh."

"I'll still sleep with you though, even if you don't use it." Draco kissed the seated boy on the cheek, supporting himself by an elbow.

"Well damn, looks like my plan's not working. I can't get rid of you!" Draco winced at that. Of course Harry was kidding. He- Harry consumed the puzzled boy in a playful kiss, and proceeded to play with the blonde's hair.

"...so soft. How could you ever have put all that stuff in it, and slicked it?" Harry buried his head in the blonde's neck, being cradled by the long silky strands. Since the day his father abandoned him, Draco never slicked his hair again, in protest. It only proved that Harry would want him as he is; just plain Draco. He liked that part, a lot. Harry was having a related flashback, as he faced the blonde, because he knew exactly why Draco had changed his hair.

As Harry had been outside practicing Quidditch, Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father, came to confront his son about rumors he heard of Harry and Draco's relationship; everyone at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry worked hard to keep it a secret. From the stories he later heard, Harry knew that Lucius almost casted a curse upon Draco as Dumbledore stepped in, by the way leading to the Great Hall, after lunch. Still, Lucius managed to humiliate Draco, stating that he was disowning him as a son. Draco was broken by this, all because Harry Potter couldn't keep his stupid feelings to himself. He remembers finding Draco in his room, right after he heard of what happend.

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Quick steps sounded off. Quietly, Draco wept in the cold dimly lit bed. At Harry's touch on his shoulder, Malfoy winced as though it hurt. He guessed who it was.

"Shhh." Harry sat down on the bed to test if it would make Draco uncomfortable. With no response, Harry leaned down and put his arm around Draco moving closer as he could see how cold it was in the room. Draco now wept only harder.

Damn it Potter. Look what you did. No, really, look! You screwed him up! Took him away from his family, even though you know how much it hurts to be without one!

After twenty or so minutes, only sniffles could be heard. Draco slowly turned to his other side, being faced with Harry's pleading green eyes.

"Draco, I'm sorry, I didn't know he would react like that...damn it, I wish I was there, maybe-"

"No."

Harry's teary eyes roamed over the crying beautiful face.

"No, Harry. I'm glad you weren't there. I don't want you to know what an evil man my father is. I don't want you to associate me with him. I'm not sorry." Harry was completely confused, Draco could tell. "I'm glad it happened the way it did. I could have died, and lost you forever..." Tears threatening to come on harder and longer.

"Shhh. Tell me tomorrow. Just close your eyes now, my love." As Draco's cries became louder, Harry pulled him tighter, flooding his pillow with silent tears. He couldn't let Draco hear him.

Harry whispered a spell that turned out the lights completely. He pulled the covers over Draco higher and could hear, after a few minutes, that he was starting to breath more evenly, letting Harry know he was falling fast asleep.

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You want more?!?! Well, let me know then! I already have ideas for what I want to do in the next chapter that adds more to the plain plot. This is my first posted fanfic (story), so review (good or bad!) & check out the 2 posted slash poems. Thanx!