Inge: *sigh*
Conner: What?
Inge: Out of inspiration. You're supposed to help me here! My story sucks till now..
Readers: Nooo! Write more! (sorce: replies)
Inge: *smirk* Okay I'll write..
Conner: *satisfied smile*

A/N: I don't own it, though I wish I did. Sue me. ^_^

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Chapter 2

Quickly they decided to stay outside. Well, decided... Harry just kissed Draco again, which smirk satisfied and leaned in once again. They stayed outside for a long time, which they spent kissing, talking, and very carefully exploring eachother. Litteraly.
All of a sudden they realised it had to be time for dinner, and Harry jumped up.

"We have to get inside, what if they miss us?"

Draco smiled.

"So what if they miss us? We've got better things to do than eat..." He smiled seductively but Harry refused.

"I mean it. Come on."

He pulled the blonde up, and they quickly got dressed. When they arrived in the great hall, everyone was getting inside to eat.

"I guess we're just in time."

Harry squeezed Draco's hand one last time, and they both left for their own table.
When he got to Ron and Hermione, they both smiled.

"How was the swimming?" Hermione asked him, and he grinned.

"Kind of wet. But nice though."

Ron laughed, and he told Harry about his detention with Snape.

"He made me clean everything by hand, the idiot. But I was done quite quickly, so I went to the library to dod some... erm.. study."

He turned as red as his hair, as did Hermione, and it made Harry laugh.

"Sounds like you had a nice time..."

Ron opened his mouth to protest, but then the food appeared on the table, and he decided it'd be best to just ignore that last remark.

After dinner, Hermione and Ron were off to the library again. Harry didn't ask what they were going to do, instead he went to the lake again.
It was still light, the sun wouldn't go down until several hours. Ignoring the nervous feeling in his chest, he walked to the same spot he'd spent the afternoon, to find Draco sitting there, staring at the deep water.
Creeping up behind him, he put his arms around the Slytherin boy.

"Boo!"

Draco jumped, but smiled when he saw who was scaring him.

"You'll pay for that!"

He pulled away from Harry with an evil smile and slowly put his hand under Harry's robes, which made the boy shiver. Satisfied, he leaned over and placed his brow against Harry's.

"How did you know I was going to be here?" He asked Harry, who shrugged.

"I didn't. Well, I hoped. Just a good guess, I think."

The two boys sat down together, Draco's hand resting in Harry's. They sat there looking over the lake for a while, when all of a sudden Harry gave his newly found boyfriend a concerned look.

"Don't get mad okay, but I still want to know why you cut yourself."

Draco bowed his head, and frowned. Tears welled up in his eyes, which made Harry even more concerned.

"You can tell me, you know."

"I know, it's just... I'm not sure where to start."

"Start at the beginning."

He smiled at that logical reply, suddenly wondering where the beginning exactely was...

~MALFOY'S, 2 YRS AGO~

"I'm sorry dad!"

Draco doubled up when his fathers hand slapped his face, but wasn't able to avoid them.

"Stupid boy!"

Lucius Malfoy was furious. Draco had refused to come down, and he'd had to come to the boy's room to get him.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

Draco cried, but Lucius ignored him.

"So you should be! All you had to do was obey me, and yet you refused!"

The yelling went on, but Draco didn't hear it any more. All he felt was the pain in his chest, causing every gasp of breath to hurt. Finally, the punches stopped, and when he looked up his father was gone. With every attempt of getting up his chest hurt more, but he somehow managed to get in the bathroom. The face in the mirror stared back at him, the eyes filled with pain and hate.
"I'll kill him one day..."

~BACK TO THE LAKE AGAIN~

He told Harry everything, about the punches, the abuse, and about the knife he'd always use when he got sick of it, when he wanted to escape for a second, and as he spoke, as he remembered everything again, he started to cry. He tried to wipe away his tears, but Harry grabbed his hand. "Let me..."

When his hand touched Draco's face, they both shivered on the touch. They were both silent for a moment, then Harry spoke.

"I never knew."

Draco smiled.

"No one knew, no one but my dad and me. You think I'd tell anyone?"

"I'm glad you told me though."

They embraced eachother, and again their lips met. Draco closed his eyes, and as they kissed, he came to rest finally. "This is how it should always be..." He thought, before he let his mind drift away.

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To be continued...

A/N: Well, whaddaya think? Like it so far? Not much action yet, ne? Don't worry, Draco and harry will get more... involved in the next chapter.
Conner: Pervert.
Inge: Silence. It was your idea, remember?
Conner: *shrug*