Warning: This is SLASH FICTION, which means male/male. If you don't like reading about men having strong feelings for one another (and sex), then DON'T read. This is your only warning.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own ANY of these characters! The only thing I own is Draco having a sister! J.K. Rowling is a great author and I have already read the first 4, and I look forward to reading her others!

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: Draco/Harry

Chapter 3

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"I don't know," Said Harry nervously.

"How could you now know?! We had sex didn't we?" Draco smirked.

"Draco!" Harry said warningly.

"What? We did." Draco said.

"Well, I'm gonna take a nap.all of this had made me sleepy." Harry said with a yawn.

"Can I come with you?" Draco asked eagerly.

"No, I'm serious - I'M TIRED!" Harry spat.

With that Harry jumped on the bed, not even bothering to take his clothes off, because he knew that this would only tempt Draco further.

Harry fell asleep in 10 minutes.

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When Harry woke up, he found Draco sitting on the bed next to him, practicing a leg-binding curse on Harry's owl, Hedwig.

Draco was muttering, "Locomotor Mortis," Causing Hedwig's legs to bind together, causing Hedwig to fall off her perch, hooting madly.

Hedwig wasn't too happy about this, and neither was Harry.

"What the hell are you doing?" Harry said viciously.

Draco jumped; he didn't realize Harry was awake.

"I'm sorry, Harry, I just wanted to practice a spell I've been trying to perfect." Said Draco casually.

"Well take the spell off her! She's scared out of her wits!" Harry spat.

He wasn't kidding. Hedwig was wildly thrashing around her cage, hooting like mad.

Draco quickly muttered a few words that Harry couldn't make out, but Hedwig was free.

Harry practically ran over to her cage and let her out. On her way out the window she nipped at Draco's forehead.

"Ow! That bloody owl of yours just BIT me!" Draco screamed while holding his hand to his forehead.

"That's because you bound her legs together!" Harry spat. After a few minutes of fuming at each other, Harry finally said, "Okay, Let's just stop fighting.it's giving me a headache.."

"I love you, ya know." Said Draco meaningfully.

"I know. I love you too, even though you piss me off sometimes." Harry added with a lopsided smile.

"You really love me?" Draco said hopefully.

Harry answered boldly, "Yep, I thought about it, and no how much of a git you are, I still love you."

Draco grinned.

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Later that day, Harry couldn't find Draco. 'He must've gone outside.' Harry thought.

When Harry finally found his boyfriend, he let out a long sigh. Draco was by the Dursleys fishing pond. The lake was looking very still, and dark clouds hung overhead. Harry watched Draco for a moment more before he walked up to him. Draco had his head between his knees with his arms wrapped around them. The idiot forgot to put his scarf on.

Harry plopped down next to Draco, took off his red and gold scarf, and then draped it over Draco's neck.

Draco felt this and then quickly jerked up. Harry felt his heart leap into his throat as he looked into those sad gray eyes. They were rimmed with red, and large, round tears were streaking his reddened cheeks.

"Are you alright?" Harry asked softly. He took a hold of his scarf that was loose around Draco's shoulders and started to bundle it around his boyfriend's neck.

Draco gave him a weak smile for caring about him. Draco gulped.. He was trying his hardest to be silent, but Harry could hear faint wheezing in Draco's chest.

Harry put an arm around Draco and asked again, gently, "Are you alright?"

Draco sniffled and then buried his head into the crook of Harry's neck and shoulder. Harry waited patiently for him to speak, letting him calm down.

"My father. . ." Draco choked out, and then he hiccupped, "My father."

Draco broke down, unable to stand it any longer.

Harry wasn't too sure what to say. He'd never had a crying Malfoy on his shoulder before. Slowly, Harry brought his hand up and started to stroke Draco's blond hair. Harry was shocked to find that his hair was actually silky. He must not use as much gel anymore.

Minutes passed. It might have been ten or twenty, Harry didn't know. But Draco finally settled himself down enough to sit up and lean back against the ledge. His face looked even more wet and red, tears were making his lashes stick.

Harry placed a bare hand over Draco's cheek, feeling its warmth, and then wiped away a straining tear.

"What happened?" Harry asked quietly.

With a shaky hand, Draco pulled out a crumply letter from his pocket. Harry took it gently, almost reluctant to read it, but when Draco looked away, Harry's eyes fell right to the parchment.

My Dearest Son,

I have some rather shocking and sad news to tell you. I understand that you loved your sister very much, and I have too, but you must realize that life goes on, and so should you.

Your sister had a terrible accident. I will spare you the details for now and let you get over your grief first before I tell you how she died. She was rather clumsy when it came right down to it, wasn't she? She held herself high, made sure that she was pretty for all to see, but she didn't count on anything else, did she?

Draco. You must get over her death.

Your loving Father

Harry snarled, and like what Draco had done, he crumpled the letter in the palm of his hand.

"Loving Father MY FUCKING ASS!" Harry snarled. "If he loved you, he'd care about what YOU wanted, not what HE wanted!"

Draco shut his eyes tightly as he banged his head back against the stone cliff. "I'm such an idiot! Why'd I even try? I'm a fool. . ."

"No one's a fool for loving their sister. . ."

"No. Nothing wrong with that, of course not." Draco's voice dripped with sarcasm, "No, love doesn't hurt at all, does it? It's just one of those odd things, you know, like laughter and smiling and. . . it doesn't matter anymore. It's gone."

Harry cocked his head to one side. "What's gone?"

Draco stood up and glared down at the shivering Harry, "LOVE! It's gone, caput, vanished, disintegrated, destroyed . IT-IS-DEAD!"

Harry then stood and took a hold of Draco's shoulders, "It's not dead! I still love you. I'm still here!"

"It's ok, Drake, it'll be ok. I know that you're upset because your sister died, but. . ."

"THE BASTARD KILLED HER!"

Harry stopped dead.

"I know it." Draco sobbed, "The stupid asshole killed her. . . I just know it.He started to slam his fist into a sharp looking rock, barely wincing from the pain.

"Draco, stop it! That won't help any! You have to settle down!"

Draco whirled at Harry, narrowing his eyes, "I don't take orders from you. Not from you, not from your stupid Muggles, not from ANYONE!"

"Then don't take orders from your father!!" Harry screamed. He suddenly realized that he shouldn't have said that.

Draco's eyes narrowed even more, a slight tick was developing on the corner of one eye. "Fuck you."

Harry's eyes flew open. "Wh-what?"

"I said, Fuck You! Fuck you, Potter! Fuck you and all that stupid, fucking love you have for me! Just. . . just. . . FUCK OFF!!"

Draco pushed Harry out of his way and ran toward the house. Harry tripped when Draco pushed him and he hit his back on a jagged rock. "OW! Draco! Wait! You idiotic, stupid, hot-headed, Slytherin!"

But Draco kept on running.

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I know that was sad..heh.took me HOURS to write it.really long, too.

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