A/N: WHAT A HORRIBLE WEEK! My computer crashed down on me and I ended up using SLOW dialup. And whenever I tried typing up my story, it would freeze on me! (I'm a fast typer you see -.-) Anyway! My computer is fixed now, yay!

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"Why are you back? Not that I mind," was the first question Harry chose to ask. He had many other ones he must ask.

"Father wants me to continue my education. They decided it was for the best. They didn't want anyone thinking I've been forced to return home, and they didn't want Dumbledore to pay a little visit asking whether I will be coming back," Draco paused and sighed. "So until I graduate, they wont give me the Dark Mark."

"One more question, who are 'they'?"

"My father and Voldemort."

"Oh."

They were both talking quietly in a deserted hallway. Harry bit his lip.

"But........who will be passing on information to Dumbledore?"

"No idea. I think my father said something about sending an owl to keep me updated. But that would be too risky," Draco broke into a smirk. "Well.........since I'm back, I guess our snogging schedule is back on again."

Harry chuckled, "Whatever you say. I've still got training sessions to attend every night. I'll be pretty tired to snog anyone after that."

Draco pouted cutely, "But it's Valentine's Day!"

"I know."

"There you are!" Hermione exclaimed strolling over with Ron. "Welcome back Draco."

"Thanks."

"Professor Dumbledore wants to see you 2," Ron explained.

Harry and Draco followed Hermione and Ron up to Dumbledore's office. Once they reached there, Hermione and Ron departed, leaving Harry and Draco alone in the large office. Harry looked over at Draco and grinned mischievously.

"Dumbledore wouldn't mind if I snog you on his desk would he?"

"I don't think he would mind at all," Draco cracked into the same mischievous grin as Harry's.

Harry dragged Draco to the desk and made him sit on it, before pressing his lips against the soft pink ones fervently. Draco ran his hands all over Harry's body making his lover shiver in delight. Draco wrapped his legs around Harry's waist, and the kissing grew more intense. If anyone were watching all they'd see would be 2 legs clamped around Harry's waist, and 2 hands pressing against his neck bringing him closer. Harry was enjoying the taste of Draco's sweet mouth, but the moment was ruined once Dumbledore walked in and cleared his throat.

How Harry managed to start kissing Draco standing up, to end up lying on his back on the desk with Draco on top, he'll never figure it out. They both un-tangled themselves form each other, and sat in the two armchairs.

"I noticed you were enjoying yourself no?" Professor Dumbledore noted with a hint of amusement.

Harry turned a deep shade of crimson and exchanged sheepish smiles with Draco.

"How are your training sessions Harry?"

"Good."

"I'm glad to hear. You'll continue training, same time same place. Now, I expect there will be no troubles concentrating during the lessons?" he peered down at Harry smiling. "After all, your loved one is back."

"I will still remain focused," Harry replied.

"Draco, when is your father expecting to see you home?"

"This Sunday."

"So soon?" Harry voice trailed off.

"And I'll be back on Tuesday," Draco added reassuringly.

"Why do you have to go back?" Harry asked quietly, not wanting to be apart from Draco again.

"There are some un-finished business I left waiting at home, and my father is having another meeting there," Draco explained. "But I'll come back, it wont be as long as last time."

"Why do you have to keep leaving?" Harry burst out angrily. "Do you have any idea how miserable I am without you? And it takes you so long to reply one out of 10 of my damn letters!"

Draco looked quite taken back, but then he matched Harry's glare with his own, "It's not like I have a fucking choice. Has it ever occurred to you that I don't like doing this?"

"Well you always act happy, as if nothing is happening!"

"Nothing IS happening! You can't expect me to be moping around you, that will bring us both down."

"At least you'll stop faking happiness, it's fucking annoying!"

"FINE! YOU KNOW WHAT, IF YOU WANT ME TO ACT ALL SAD AND SHIT I WILL. IF YOU WANT ME TO REPLY ALL YOUR LETTERS AND GET CAUGHT, I WILL. IF YOU WANT VOLDEMORT TO FIND OUT I'M SPYING ON THEM, I FUCKING WILL!"

"I'M GLAD YOU AWOKE FROM YOUR SELFISH STAGE, BUT TO FALL BACK INTO A STUPID ONE!"

"ME? SELFISH-"

"YOU FUCKING HEARD ME."

"MAYBE YOU SHOULD OPEN YOUR EYES A LITTLE AND REALIZE WHO'S THE SELFISH ONE HERE!" Draco yelled before storming out.

Harry sat stunned for a moment before he felt a bad churning in his stomach. It felt as if someone had suddenly struck him with a blow in the stomach, making him realize what stupid things he had just said. Groaning, Harry rested his face in his hands. Dumbledore had stayed quiet, watching the scene. Harry grew irritated as he could feel someone's eyes on him. He looked up, narrowing his eyes.

"What?" Harry snapped annoyed. He hated that Dumbledore had watched and listened to them snap at one another.

Dumbledore sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"Harry, you know Draco is helping our side a great deal by finding out these information. It's not his fault he has to go home, it's his job to find out."

"You made him do it didn't you?" Harry growled." You just don't want me to be happy for once."

"Now you're talking nonsense Harry-"

"Oh yeah? Have you ever given it a thought how miserable I am with the Dursley's?"

"I thought we discussed this last year."

"So what?" Harry snapped.

"So you know already. Your 16 Harry, you should learn how to accept things calmly," Dumbledore said.

Harry knew Dumbledore was right, but he was just burning with anger right now, he didn't care. He knew he would think about it later and realize how foolish he was.

"Well why did you send Draco and I up here?"

Harry crossed his arms glaring at the old man in front of him, who was looking more tired then ever.

"I'll speak with you another time. Perhaps you need to think things over right now."

"No I'm fine," Harry said hotly. "Just tell me and get it over with."

Dumbledore got up from his chair and walked over to a window, observing the gray sky.

"Harry, the war is drawing near. Death Eaters will soon venture towards Hogwarts. Imagine waking up one day, seeing masked figures and hearing screams outside. That is how it will be. You need to calm down, settle down your nerves," Dumbledore turned around and walked back to his desk, looking at Harry. "You have grown, I've watched you mature every year, you are like a grandson to me. In fact, all of Hogwarts students are like grandchildren to me. I care about each and every one of them, but you I worry about you the most."

"I'm not a kid, I don't need anyone worrying about me," Harry muttered grumpily.

Dumbledore smiled, "I know you can look after yourself, but you cant blame a old man for caring."

Harry remained silent.

"But now that the war is approaching, you have to be alert. See someone suspicious; report him or her to one of the teachers. But most important, you mustn't dig a hole and jump through it without looking at what is hidden. You may find treasure, but you never know whether it is good or bad. Now is not the time to have these silly fights-"

"Is this about Draco-"

"Yes. I know I shouldn't have listened, but I do have 2 ears. One cannot help but nose in sometimes. Harry, right now is when people need each other most. I'm the headmaster of this school, and I note the high tension that will soon bestow upon us. Why don't you go find Draco?"

"I don't know where he is though," Harry said.

"Like every treasure hunt, you'll need.........a map," Dumbledore hinted, eyes twinkling.

"How do you know about the map?"

"I know all," Dumbledore joked. "Go on now."

"Aren't you going to want to confiscate it?"

"It is a clever little thing your father and his friends cooked up. A shame it will be if it was not put into use. So I'll pretend I didn't hear you."

Harry gave Dumbledore a grain and hurried out of his office. After checking the map over, Harry found Draco walking around down in the dungeons; and that is exactly where Harry headed.

Climbing down a flight of stairs and turning a corner, he spotted Draco and Snape talking.

"Are you sure? But you just arrived," Harry heard Snape say.

"I'm sure, I'll just use your floo network."

Harry felt his heard do a somersault, was Draco going back already?

"Don't you want to give it more thought?"

"I already did, just connect it to the floo network so I can leave as soon as possible."

"When will you be coming back?"

"When all the work is done."

"What about Potter?"

A pause.

"This isn't about him, just do it Severus."

"Okay then."

Snape walked away, leaving Harry the chance to speak to Draco. Harry walked towards the blonde slowly.

"I thought you'd be leaving on Sunday, why now?" Harry asked.

"Because I have to, not that you understand," Draco said stiffly.

Harry took a shuddering breath, calming himself down.

"I understand."

"No you don't Potter (Harry winced)," Draco spat. "You're too concerned about yourself to understand anything."

"I told you I understand, what more do you want?" Harry said waiting for an answer. "Well, Malfoy?"

Draco merely just glared daggers at Harry, despite his sinking heart. Harry sighed.

"Well what are you waiting for? Go on and leave."

"I was just about to do that until you showed up," Draco hissed.

Harry thought about Dumbledore's words then looked back at Draco's angry face. He hated this stupid fight. But he just couldn't help it; he felt so helpless and lonely whenever Draco was not around.

"Draco, I-I'm sorry."

Draco opened his mouth to snap back at him, but closed it once Harry's words sunk in. He noticed the sincere look on Harry's face and at once his eyes softened.

"I know.........I'm self absorbed, but I really missed you and I cant stand being apart from you again. I cant sleep properly, my mind is a blank blob," Harry said quietly. "I know I'm being selfish, but I just want you to be with me."

Draco said nothing, but only walked towards Harry and pulled him into an embrace.

"I'm sorry too," came Draco's muffled apology.

Harry smiled and hugged Draco back, and rested his cheek against Draco's shoulder. Draco let out a quiet sob, and Harry could feel Draco's wet tears. Harry rubbed Draco's back soothingly.

"Shh.........don't cry."

"I-I can't help it."

The couple stayed in each other's arms for a few more minutes.

"Draco I love you," Harry said as soon as they pulled apart.

Draco smiled through his tears, "I love you too."

What seemed like an unbreakable moment soon was disturbed by the sound of running footsteps. Professor Snape came running over to them with Dumbledore and McGonagall.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked sensing the tense silence.

"We received a owl from Lucius," Dumbledore said, handing Harry a parchment.

"My father?" Draco asked.

"Yes."

"April 8th," Harry read out loud confused. "What's happening on April 8th?"

"The war," Draco said realizing. "But what about their plans before?"

"We don't know," Snape said. "It seems like they changed their minds."

"But Severus, what if it's just a false alarm?" McGonagall reasoned.

"Clever," Dumbledore spoke up. "It may be before April 8th or after, the day they attack."

"Or it can be the exact date," Draco said.

"Draco, we need you to find out-"

"I know. I'll leave today," Draco said giving Harry a timid look.

Harry held Draco's hand and squeezed it reassuringly.

"Be careful," Harry whispered. "And come back as soon as possible."

Draco nodded, "I will."

"Come along now Draco," Snape said leading Draco to his office.

Draco gave Harry a quick kiss on the lips and hurried off after Snape. McGonagall cleared her throat, her mouth twitched into a small smile.

"He'll be okay," Dumbledore said.

"I know he will," Harry smiled.

A/N: AHA! There you have it!!! Yes, you all hate me for sending Draco back again don't you? **Ducks tomatoes** Remember to review and tell me what you thought about it!!!