Good-bye my Love
Disclaimer: Well I guess I should accept the fact that my name is Lea not Joanne and that I don't own Harry Potter. Damn it! Got to keep on dreaming though.
"What is going on?" Ron screamed, moving away from the two kissing boys. Harry dropped his hands from Draco's neck, but Draco kept a firm hold on Harry's waist.
"Look Ron, Hermione I can explain!" he said, trying to think of how he could explain. "See we were just um-"
"Kissing!" Hermione marveled. She thought the whole thing was kind of cute.
"Well yes but-"
"Why?" Ron wanted to know. "You know what? I don't want to know. I just don't want to know!" He ran back to Gryffindor Tower, Hermione right along with him.
"We're screwed!" Harry said simply. He looked at Draco.
"We'll sort it out. But damn it Potter you should have let me do all the talking!" Draco said, aggravated. He could have thought of something smooth and charming to say to Granger and the Weasel. "Let's not worry about them. Let's just think of us," he whispered with a kiss.
A few hours later Harry walked up to his dormitory, happy as a clam. Ron was there waiting for him.
"Hello Ron." Ron turned away, disgusted. He knew what he had been doing. "So now you're not talking to me? Ron why can't you just accept this? I'm still your best friend. I'm still me. Nothing's changed."
"No, now you're just fucking Draco." Harry sat down next to him. He moved away.
"What? Are you afraid I'm going to like kiss you or something? Because I wasn't planning on it!"
"Maybe I want you to," Ron said quietly. Harry shook his head and walked over to his own four poster.
"You're tired. Get some sleep or take a cold shower or something. It'll do you some good."
Meanwhile, Draco was taking a cold shower. He knew he couldn't stay with Harry, he knew they wouldn't last. Especially now that the little Potterettes knew about them. He slipped on his robes and went to find Harry.
Harry was sound asleep when he felt someone lie down next to him. It was Draco. He greeted him a sleepy kiss.
"What are you doing here?"
"Ssshh. Let's take a walk." Harry slipped on his clothes and followed Draco down to the grounds.
"So what do want to talk about?" Harry asked.
"What do you think I want to talk about?"
"Us." Before he could respond Harry pulled him into a very passionate kiss.
"Look Potter, I just can't do this anymore," Draco said coldly.
"Do what? Snog me?"
"We can't be together. At least not right now. Your really sexy and all, but no."
"But why not? We were in l-l-"
"Love? No Potter, snogging in the hallways is not love. It's lust. Pure and simple. Sure I've wanted you for years, but I don't love you," Draco said, lying through his teeth. "Love is for saps Potter. I don't want to be a gooshy, girly, sap. Good-bye my lo- I mean Potter. Good-bye."
Harry stared as Draco walked away, his face hard and cold. As cold as ice.
A/N: Sorry that was so short. More to come! Don't worry, I won't end it there.