All right! Hey everyone! Sorry this took so long, I was out of town and could only read my emails, but not write.  It sucked.  This is beta-read 'cause I wanted to get it out as soon as possible! Sorry Jen!  So all mistakes and crap are mine.  Rating is going up because of swears.  I haven't even really read this over.

Disclaimer…Crap.  That's all I got.

" Jeez, what is Malfoy even doing here?"  Ron asked looking in the direction of the rock by the lake.  I landed beside him and glanced over at Malfoy.

"Probably just brooding or something." I suggested.  Who cared what Malfoy did anyway? 

"What's he doing know?"  All right, obviously Ron did.  I looked again to notice he had pulled out a quill and some parchment and began to write.

"Probably just homework Ron, I doubt he is stealing our plays or anything.  He wouldn't do it that openly.  Now let's go, I'm in desperate need of a shower." I explained, landing and walking away, broom over my shoulder.  Ron followed, still watching Malfoy with narrowed eyes.

And Malfoy just kept writing, oblivious to the accusations.

After showering Ron and I sat in our dorm and talked about the new plays and tried to think up even more.  We were interrupted when Ron's stomach growled rather loudly for about the third time. 

"Hungry there Ron?" I asked in amusement.  Ron just nodded.  "What do you say we go and have some dinner, Harry, I'm going to starve pretty soon." 

"Just go on without me, I want to write a letter to Tonks, real quick though.  I'm pretty hungry myself." 

"Sure then, tell her I said hi."  And he was gone.  I sat down at my desk and was inking up my quill when I heard the familiar tap of an owl on the window. 

I got up to let the owl in and it promptly landed on my desk.  I closed the window and sat back down.  It was a very handsome, mostly, black eagle owl.  I sat stroking it for a while before I noticed the letter.  *Duh, Harry, of course it has a letter, it didn't just stop by for tea and a chat*

"Dear Harry,

 I'm writing this because I admire you.  A lot.  I just wanted you to know that.  I wanted you to know how much you mean to me, how important you are.  You may not know it but you are one of the reasons I wake up in the morning.  You hold me up, you keep me going.

I don't care that you're famous, or that you're a Gryffindor.  I don't know how anyone could ever not love you.  When I first met you, I was angry with you, because I just couldn't hate you like I wanted too.  You made me feel like I could do anything, but at the same time, it was hell, because I could never do any of it with you.  All I could do was watch you.  But

I needed to tell you that I need you.  I'm not saying I'm never going to give up till I have you or anything creepy like that I just wanted you to know.  As long as you know that someone out there depends on you and loves you, outside of your house and your circle, I'll be happy.  As long as you know you're beautiful and strong and admired, I'll feel lighter.  I can't deny you, Harry Potter, and I'm not going to try.  Just don't give up on it all right?  You'll always be my Green Eyes, no matter what.

 I love you and Good Luck"

Whoa, OK.  Who could that have possibly come from?  Oh Merlin.  I know what I'll do.  I send back a reply with the owl.  I looked at the owl to see it pecking at the closed window, eager to get out.

I love you and Good Luck"

Whoa, OK.  Who could that have possibly come from?  Oh Merlin.  I know what I'll do.  I send back a reply with the owl.  I looked at the owl to see it pecking at the closed window, eager to get out.  Ok, just send and answer back with the owl, it will know who to take it too.

 So I did.

"Dear someone,

I was honestly moved by your letter, but I can't properly be grateful unless I know who you are.  So please meet me in the library, at the table behind the section about Biting Moss Turtles, at 7:45.  Please be there.

With Affections,

Harry Potter."

I tied it to the owl and send it off, hoping the lovely writer would receive it in time.

~Draco's POV~

You can imagine I was pretty surprised when my owl, Ariadne, came back with a letter.

Could Harry have possibly locked my owl up till he could reply and send it back to me?  Clever kid, clever, dead sexy kid. 

When I read the letter my heart sank.  How could he possibly want to meet me?  He would find out it was Draco Malfoy.  A Malfoy, Slytherin and a male.  He will be repulsed and tell the whole school.  But I have to meet him, this is my chance.  But I know what I'll do.  Ah, thank Merlin for the Malfoy cunning.

~Harry's POV~

I was kind of nervous about meeting this person.  What if up close I was terribly ugly.  Or what if after they get to know me, they realize what a boorish person I am and hate me.  Or what if it's a girl.  Oh shit I never thought of that.  I don't think I could ever learn to properly love a female.  Yes I admit it, I, Harry Potter, am attracted to boys.  I'm gay.

So there you go.  And this mystery person? Who knows? 

So I spent thirty minuets getting ready.  Yeah, yeah, I know.  But I was still feeling a bit self-conscious.  Whoever wrote this letter seemed like a really deep person and I wanted to know deep people instead of the superficial ones.  And I knew a lot of them. 

At seven thirty I walked to the library and to the back like arranged, hoping to death that they showed up.  I don't know why I cared so much that they would, I just did.

Ok! Ok! Ok! I need your help people!!! I have a plan, for how Draco should do this, but I have a feeling it sucks.  So before I put it up, I would love it if maybe someone emailed me and I would tell you and you would help me out and stuff???? Thank you sooo much!