Disclaimer: Nothing but Mela and the plot idea belong to me. Everything else belongs to J.K. Rowling.
Quick note: Because of the reviews I have gotten I'm posting the rest of the story. If you flame me you will be made fun of in the next chapter. You have been warned. This is to stop all death threats, even thought I haven't gotten any.
To Love A Nazi
Chapter 9-Dynasty
Harry's P.O.V-
I saw Mela for the first time in months today. I was so happy that she is alive. I wanted her to see her alive for so long. I hope that she is happy here. It was very odd, though. She looked in my eyes for a minute, then took off. I wonder what it was in my eyes that made her run off like that. She must have seen the same thing that Draco saw last week when he looked into my eyes as he was taking us here. I can't see whatever they see whenever they look into my eyes. I wish I could. Then maybe I could understand what is happening to me.
I feel so dead. Ever since I was first truly raped, I haven't felt like me. I wonder what I truly felt when I was at home with my family. I felt like everything was perfect when my family was alive. Mela's parents and mine had decided when we were young that we would get married. We were to have a wonderful, big wedding with all of our friends and family. I know that I would never love her as a lover, but I knew that I would always love her like my younger sister. When I saw her today, I knew that the love I had for her was still there. But, I today I felt only the love for her. The joy and happiness that I thought I would feel when I saw her again, wasn't there. I thought I was happy to see, but know that I think about it, I wasn't happy. I was making myself feel false emotions.
Mela.... she looked so different. She looked like the last few months had harded here into being someone she should never have had been. Her eyes had taken on a scared look, a look that told the one looking into her eyes that she would do anything to live. The way she held herself was like a wolf that was backed into a corner. That wolf would do anything not to be hurt. She ran away like a wolf.
I tried to follow her, but I lost her before long. Draco stopped me from going too far after her. Draco was showing me around. He had decided to let me go around the building. That's when I saw her. I was walking down a hallway when I saw her hair. She has always had the most beautiful hair. If you knew what kind of hair to look for you could find her in a crowd easily. I ran to see her. Draco ran behind me, but because I had a head start he didn't catch up to me until I had stopped to look at her and she was gone. Draco stopped me from going down that hallway that Mela went down by wrapping his arms around me and kissing my neck.
He hadn't made a move on me until that kiss. I was so shocked that I stopped thinking about Mela for a minute. I turned around in his arms and looked him deep in the eyes. Then his head came closer to mine and I closed my eyes. I felt his lips on mine and gave into the kiss. It was so wonderful. It was the best kiss that I had ever had. It felt like it was my first kiss, but really it wasn't. I had been kissed before when I was raped, but they were bruising, hurting kisses. Not the sweet kind of kiss that Draco gave me. His lips were so soft. They felt like how clouds would feel if they could be kissed and were solid. Suddenly those wonderful lips were taken away.
I opened my eyes to see his eyes looking at me. It looked like he was questioning why he kissed me. He took his arms away from me and walked a few paces away. He looked every where, but my eyes. His voice said that I couldn't go down that hallway because that Hitler lived in that wing of the building. Only people who he wanted to come down there go down that hallway.
After that we walked back to Draco's rooms, with out saying anything. The silence has been between us for the last few days. I hope that it goes away soon. I really want another kiss like that.
