Bitter Sweet

Harry sighed. "Alright. I really don't know where to begin. Probably with Cedric. yeah... that's when the guilt set in. He died. I lived. and.it was my fault."

**You've only just begun and you're already going to start crying Harry??**

Draco could see how hard it was for him to let this out. Especially to him of all people. Harry had all this guilt bottled up inside him for so long. He needed to get it out. It was up to Draco to save him from himself.

" Harry."

"I'm sorry.I didn't mean to start bawling on you. it's just."

"I understand."

And Draco did understand. He understood perfectly well. He lost many people so dear to him.

"Sirius was the next thing. And Hagrid. Cho. Mr. Weasley. Charlie. I don't think Ron ever forgave me for that. You know. dieing to protect me. So many people. for me? I don't understand. I never did. I was... just... well me. The worst thing is I had to see each and every one of them die. I couldn't do anything. I was to scared at first. But then... so much hate... it ran through me like electricity.. The next thing I knew I was killing Voldemort.and I liked it.I liked the power that surged through my body.and...and.I was so ashamed."

Silence.

There was nothing to say. Draco couldn't imagine having to see your friends killed. Sure he lost his life long friends but... he didn't have to watch.see them suffer.

"Then there was you."

Harry said it as if it was a bad thing. He didn't mean to. But all Draco could do was say "Oh." And put his head down.

"So many mixed emotions. Love. Hate. Love. Hate. Am I gay? Am I straight? Kairi helped me figure things out. and for a moment I thought I had it all figured out. But then. I couldn't admit what happened to Hermoine. And I realized." He couldn't bring himself to say it. He just sighed again. "I hurt you Draco. Even though it was only a kiss. I ignored you as if it never happened. I could see that you didn't understand. That you thought that we were going somewhere.relationship wise. Then. I saw you crying. and it broke me."

Draco's heart sank. he had been the undoing of Harry Potter. Emotionally. He had been what drove Harry to attempt to kill himself... **I am such an ass**

"Harry." Draco wanted to tell him he was sorry. That he was a selfish prick and should have realized that Harry was just confused. But he didn't have a chance.

The door swung open.

"Draco?" **Oh. My. God.** "and the famous Harry Potter..."

Harry was to scared to speak. He was in Draco's room, confessing everything to him. And Lucius Malfoy walks in.

Harry knew at that moment what it felt like to be in hell.

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