The Heart Ache
Weeks went by and Harry did his best to ignore Draco. He was to scared to face him. Draco on the other hand, was crushed. **He kissed me then tossed me aside like a rag. He used me. He stole that kiss from me. I thought he..** Draco didn't even finish the thought **Well two can play at this game** So things went back to normal. Harry went into his shell. He wouldn't talk to Hermoine, Ron, or Kairi at that fact. He just sat and observed. Once in a while he would be sitting in the Great Hall and he would look up and see Draco staring back at him. With his pleading eyes. Asking. Begging Harry what was wrong. Draco couldn't understand. And Harry could see that. But he wondered if Draco could see that Harry didn't understand as well. They both were an emotional wreck. Not even Lupin, or Quidditch, seemed to help.
**Quidditch** Harry thought **Oh fuck. We play against Slytherin today**. Harry had totally forgot. He had so much on his mind that he just didn't care as much about Quidditch as he used to. Draco on the other hand was well aware of the obstacles that were ahead that day. After many hours of debating Draco finally came to the conclusion that he would not let Harry get the best of him. At least not this match. Not on the field. He was a Malfoy. He would act like it. He would make Harry sorry that he ever toyed with Draco Malfoy. **Yes.** Draco sneered **You will pay Harry Potter.**
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Harry couldn't concentrate on his class. And bloody hell! It was DADA! Lupin was babbling about something when he broke through Harry's concentration.
"The Patronus, Harry. Would you show us? I know that a few of you took some lessons from Harry about how to conjure a Patronus." Harry looked around the room. Nearly all of them. Of course there were people like Kairi, who never learned. She wasn't here. And a few others.. "Harry?" Once again.. disprupted.
"Oh yes. Patronus!"
The class looked in awe at Harry's stag. Draco couldn't help but think how much he would like to ride Harry's stag.
Then Lupin explained how to do it and they went around the room giving everyone a chance to try. Nearly everyone did it. Because of course, it was because of Harry. It came to Draco and he tried. It was quite funny to watch him try to produce a Patronus. He produced something.some form of a patronus..but not very strong. Draco sat in defeat. He needed to save his strength to crush Harry today at the Quidditch match. Then it was Kairi. Harry thought this would be another funny one to watch.
" Kairi? Would you like to try.. You don't have.." but before Lupin could finish Kairi stood up wand out.
"Patronus!" and there before the class Kairi had conjured a full Patronus. Hers came in a unicorn form. It was so beautiful. She then put her wand away and sat quietly in her seat, as she usually does. Harry couldn't help but notice that Kairi hadn't even attempted to make a friend, besides that one time she took a walk with Harry. She still sat alone in the Great Hall. She hardly talked. She was bloody brilliant though. Neville still looked at her as a guardian angel, but he never had the courage to even mutter a simple "Hello." to her. Not like many people did any ways. She was always alone. Always so mysterious.
**Damn. Quidditch time.**
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To make a long story short. The match was bloody, muddy, and just about one of the best Quidditch matched Hogwart's has seen in a long time. Oh yeah, Gryffindor won as well. Draco was furious. Not with his team of course, they had played a good game. He was mostly upset with himself. He let his damn hormones get in the way.
**Dammit!** Draco put his head against the wall and slid to the ground in shame. He let his emotions get the best of him.
It was the third time they saw the snitch but neither was able to catch it. It was raining for a while now and everyone was soaked. Draco looked over to where Harry was hovering and saw how beautiful he looked in the rain. Clothes tight against his body. And then Harry looked at him. With those sexy emerald eyes. **God. His eyes.** Draco remembered. **How could I have been so foolish?** In the end. Turns out while Draco was trying to control his erection the snitch was hovering right by his head. And there you go. Gryffindor wins.
The memory replayed in his mind over and over again. The more Draco thought about it. The more he hated Harry. And the more his heart broke. Draco then heard footsteps behind him. He turned around. And it was Harry. Draco was overwhelmed with joy. But only for a brief second. Then he yelled overwhelmed with dissapointment.
"Oh..it's you. I thought it was someone important for a minute"
"Draco.."
"Don't call me that."
"But it's your name?."
"People that know me and care about me call me 'Draco'. As for the people that think that they can just toy with my emotion.well they can call me Malfoy. It's more..distant."
**Ouch Harry.That one hurt**
"Draco."
"Please Harry." Draco pleaded. Soft tears ran down his dirty-bloddy face. Harry got his eye for a second and he knew then the damage he had caused. Harry felt like dying that moment. He had caused Draco so much pain that he was crying. He had never seen Draco cry. Never. Neither had anyone else. He had always told people he was a Malfoy. And Malfoy's don't cry. That day. That moment. That Malfoy did cry. And it was all because of Harry. Harry tried to touch him but he was denied that right. He only thought it was fair. He left Draco alone.
Harry felt so sick of himself. He always ended up hurting everyone he loved. **Why? Why Dammit? I led him on.and ignored him. I made him suffer without explanation. I don't deserve to live.** With that Harry went to his room. Grabbed his invisibility cloak and made way for the Astronomy Tower.
Weeks went by and Harry did his best to ignore Draco. He was to scared to face him. Draco on the other hand, was crushed. **He kissed me then tossed me aside like a rag. He used me. He stole that kiss from me. I thought he..** Draco didn't even finish the thought **Well two can play at this game** So things went back to normal. Harry went into his shell. He wouldn't talk to Hermoine, Ron, or Kairi at that fact. He just sat and observed. Once in a while he would be sitting in the Great Hall and he would look up and see Draco staring back at him. With his pleading eyes. Asking. Begging Harry what was wrong. Draco couldn't understand. And Harry could see that. But he wondered if Draco could see that Harry didn't understand as well. They both were an emotional wreck. Not even Lupin, or Quidditch, seemed to help.
**Quidditch** Harry thought **Oh fuck. We play against Slytherin today**. Harry had totally forgot. He had so much on his mind that he just didn't care as much about Quidditch as he used to. Draco on the other hand was well aware of the obstacles that were ahead that day. After many hours of debating Draco finally came to the conclusion that he would not let Harry get the best of him. At least not this match. Not on the field. He was a Malfoy. He would act like it. He would make Harry sorry that he ever toyed with Draco Malfoy. **Yes.** Draco sneered **You will pay Harry Potter.**
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Harry couldn't concentrate on his class. And bloody hell! It was DADA! Lupin was babbling about something when he broke through Harry's concentration.
"The Patronus, Harry. Would you show us? I know that a few of you took some lessons from Harry about how to conjure a Patronus." Harry looked around the room. Nearly all of them. Of course there were people like Kairi, who never learned. She wasn't here. And a few others.. "Harry?" Once again.. disprupted.
"Oh yes. Patronus!"
The class looked in awe at Harry's stag. Draco couldn't help but think how much he would like to ride Harry's stag.
Then Lupin explained how to do it and they went around the room giving everyone a chance to try. Nearly everyone did it. Because of course, it was because of Harry. It came to Draco and he tried. It was quite funny to watch him try to produce a Patronus. He produced something.some form of a patronus..but not very strong. Draco sat in defeat. He needed to save his strength to crush Harry today at the Quidditch match. Then it was Kairi. Harry thought this would be another funny one to watch.
" Kairi? Would you like to try.. You don't have.." but before Lupin could finish Kairi stood up wand out.
"Patronus!" and there before the class Kairi had conjured a full Patronus. Hers came in a unicorn form. It was so beautiful. She then put her wand away and sat quietly in her seat, as she usually does. Harry couldn't help but notice that Kairi hadn't even attempted to make a friend, besides that one time she took a walk with Harry. She still sat alone in the Great Hall. She hardly talked. She was bloody brilliant though. Neville still looked at her as a guardian angel, but he never had the courage to even mutter a simple "Hello." to her. Not like many people did any ways. She was always alone. Always so mysterious.
**Damn. Quidditch time.**
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To make a long story short. The match was bloody, muddy, and just about one of the best Quidditch matched Hogwart's has seen in a long time. Oh yeah, Gryffindor won as well. Draco was furious. Not with his team of course, they had played a good game. He was mostly upset with himself. He let his damn hormones get in the way.
**Dammit!** Draco put his head against the wall and slid to the ground in shame. He let his emotions get the best of him.
It was the third time they saw the snitch but neither was able to catch it. It was raining for a while now and everyone was soaked. Draco looked over to where Harry was hovering and saw how beautiful he looked in the rain. Clothes tight against his body. And then Harry looked at him. With those sexy emerald eyes. **God. His eyes.** Draco remembered. **How could I have been so foolish?** In the end. Turns out while Draco was trying to control his erection the snitch was hovering right by his head. And there you go. Gryffindor wins.
The memory replayed in his mind over and over again. The more Draco thought about it. The more he hated Harry. And the more his heart broke. Draco then heard footsteps behind him. He turned around. And it was Harry. Draco was overwhelmed with joy. But only for a brief second. Then he yelled overwhelmed with dissapointment.
"Oh..it's you. I thought it was someone important for a minute"
"Draco.."
"Don't call me that."
"But it's your name?."
"People that know me and care about me call me 'Draco'. As for the people that think that they can just toy with my emotion.well they can call me Malfoy. It's more..distant."
**Ouch Harry.That one hurt**
"Draco."
"Please Harry." Draco pleaded. Soft tears ran down his dirty-bloddy face. Harry got his eye for a second and he knew then the damage he had caused. Harry felt like dying that moment. He had caused Draco so much pain that he was crying. He had never seen Draco cry. Never. Neither had anyone else. He had always told people he was a Malfoy. And Malfoy's don't cry. That day. That moment. That Malfoy did cry. And it was all because of Harry. Harry tried to touch him but he was denied that right. He only thought it was fair. He left Draco alone.
Harry felt so sick of himself. He always ended up hurting everyone he loved. **Why? Why Dammit? I led him on.and ignored him. I made him suffer without explanation. I don't deserve to live.** With that Harry went to his room. Grabbed his invisibility cloak and made way for the Astronomy Tower.
