I Hate you Potter

Disclaimer: Same old, same old.

A/N: This is my first attempt for a slash story. Don't kill me please. This is so not my style of writiing.

Aurthor: Sirius's Secret Lover

Date: 14 September, 2003

Warings: Slash. HP/DM

"Harry, we need to talk." Those words were spoken by Harry's boyfriend, Draco Malfoy.

Harry knew that something was coming by the sound of his lover's voice.

Harry followed Draco to a closed class room.

"Harry, we can not be together."

Simple words that brought tears to Harry's eyes.

"W-why? Draco, I love you."

"Well, I hate you Potter! Perfect Potter. We can not be together! Don't you understand? I'm Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius Malfoy, Death Eater."

"So you're just dumping me because of your father?"

"Well what do you think? I hate you. You were just a shag! Go home to your perfect Muggle's house with your perfect life. You're just too bloody perfect for Draco Malfoy."

"Draco, please listen-"

"No I will not listen! I have a family like you don't have. They expect the best and you are not what they want. I do not ever want to see you again."

"Droa please-"

"Don't talk to me, Halfblood!" snarled Malfoy.

"Please-"

"What did I say?"

"D-Draco-" Harry broke off, because Malfoy just kicked him in the back.

"Do not talk to me ever!"

"Please-"

"That is it! Potter, I told you to not talk to me!" Then he punched Harry across the face.

Harry sputtered.

"Bet you loved that didn't you Potter? Want to feel more?"

Harry coughed up blood all over Malfoy's robe.

"Gross! Get you filthy Muggle blood off me!" Malfoy kicked Harry in the ribs five times and left the scene of the crime.

Harry was bleeding everywhere. He knew that lying in an epty classroom, bleeding, that he would most certainly die. Hopefully Ron and Hermione would look for him but Harry remembered that they did not want anything to do with Harry once they found out about his relationship with Draco. Harry wanted to show Draco his real home life. Surely Perfect Potter never lived in a cupboard? Draco would come crawling back once he relized his mistakes, but Harry knew that Daco would never love him. Just great sex, nothing more.

Harry gingerly picked himself off the floor to head to the door. Winceing, he hobbled toward the door. Feeling brave, he cast a concealing charm over his mangled body. Draco was stronger than he thought. He only wanted love. He thought that being with draco would be great. Sure, Ron, Mione and the other Weasleys loved him but he wanted lover love, someone who can kiss the pain away. Harry just relized that Draco never told him me loved him. 'Remember,'Harry told himself bitterly,'Just grea sex nothing-'

"POTTER!"

Harry winced. He had just walking into the last person he wanted to. Snape.

"Yes, Professor?"

"What are you doing out here? Ten points from Gryffindor. Come with me."

Harry sighed. He was going to go to see Pomfrey.

"Yes Professor." Harry was defeated. Snape would notice the concealing charm and take it off then laugh at Harry's state.

Harrry followed Snape to his office. Snape froze. He had noticed the charm.

A/N: Ergh . . .This is too short! I cannot write Slash! *sobs* I love !