yrsEverything that was in front of him swirled and before he knew it, he was sitting in Snape's fireplace. He brushed the soot off his emerald green robes and looked around. The house was very dark and there were shelves upon shelves of weird instruments and books on the dark arts and potions. He then saw Snape coming out of a weird room in the back. "Hello Draco, how are you?" Snape said in an unusual happy tone. "Hello Professor Snape, I'm okay I guess" he replied. "Good, can I show you to your room then?" Draco nodded and followed Snape down a long hallway. Soon they stopped in front of a door that magically opened. Snape walked in and Draco followed. The room he entered was brighter then the other parts of the house he saw, due to a window in the corner. He dropped his trunk and looked at Snape. " I have to leave you for a little while, Lord Voldemort has a special task for me. Do not go outside and any room but his one is off limits. I'll see you later for dinner" said Snape, and with that he disapperated. Draco sat down on his bed and his thoughts wondered to his mother and then to Harry. Days past quickly at Snapes, and before he knew it, it was the day of his father's trial. Staying at Snape's was very fun and interesting. Learning about the different instruments Snape owned, the mysterious moans from that back room, reading Snapes books on the darks arts, the moans from Snapes bedroom, meeting different death eaters, and the mysterious screams at night just to name a few. Draco got dressed in his best dress robes and joined Snape in front of the fireplace so they could both travel to the ministry, where his father's trial was being held. When they arrived there they went to the same room that Harry's trial was held the summer before. When he walked in, his jaw dropped. In front of him, on the stand, was Harry? Yes, it was Harry who was testifying against his father. "So you are saying Mr. Potter that Lucius was there with the other death eaters trying to get the orb from your hand for Lord Voldemort?" asked a plump witch. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying" replied Harry. "I have no further questions" replied the witch and sat down. Draco looked at Harry and to his surprise Harry returned his stare. "Will Lucius Malfoy please rise?" Said a tall slim wizard. Draco's father stood up, and he looked exactly like he did in his dream. "We find Lucius Malfoy guilty of association with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. The sentence is 15 years in Azkaban and may you rot there you poor excuse for a wizard." Draco heard his mother scream and start crying and his father's head just dropped. Draco felt his heart go to the bottom of his stomach. Tears were starting to burn his eyes. He looked up at Harry and his stare was returned again. "Court dismissed, " said the Wizard and with that two dementors came in and took his father away. Draco ran to his mother, but realized she needed to be left alone for awhile. He walked outside the room to wait for her and sighed. He couldn't believe this was happening. Why had Harry done this to him? After he told him he loved him and would never hurt him. "Draco" Whispered someone in a teasing tone. He looked around, but could not find where it came from. He then saw a door open to a dark, empty room. Curiosity overtook him and he went into the room. Someone grabbed him and pulled him towards them. When his eyes adjusted to the darkness he realized it was Harry. "What do you want Potter? Haven't you done enough damage? Its over between us, it has been since you turned my father in." he said in a rushed, whispered voice. Harry looked at him and said "Don't you realize why I did this Draco? It was so we could be together! Your father wouldn't have let us be together, I had to get rid of him. We had to get rid of him." He looked at Harry in disbelief. "Harry, you know I would have stayed with you with or without his permission, but now."he said calmly and turned to walk away. Harry grabbed him and kissed him hard, but gently. He pulled back from him, but Harry's grip was so strong on him that he couldn't and in a way he was glad it was.
He leaned in towards Harry, now pinning him against the wall. That was when he realized how he missed Harry, and how he needed him to be with him forever. They tumbled to the ground and Harry took off his shirt and then worked on taking off his. The floor was cold, but with Harry's warm body on top of his, he didn't feel it. Their lips met again and even though this was probably the hundredth time they did, it felt like it was their first. What happened for the next half an hour, he couldn't explain. It was like an ecstasy, an ecstasy of pleasure.
When they were done he sighed and looked at the dark ceiling above them. He then looked at Harry who was currently resting his head on his chest. It was then he realized that he wanted to be with Harry forever and that nothing would ever change that.

Disclaimer: All charcaters belong to JK Rowling

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