The Sweetest Love

Pairings: Harry/Draco  (Maybe more pairings later)

Summary: ( Romeo and Juliet Setting ) In Hogsmeade City, there are two powerful houses.  The House of Gryffindor, and the House of Slytherin.  In the middle were the houses, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.  Gryffindor and Slytherin have an ongoing feud, and are nearly at the point of a massacre.  The Princes of the opposing houses meet, and fall in love, at a Masquerade Ball that was meant for the Gryffindor Prince to fall in love with a Prince from another city.  What will the Fates play out for these young lovers?

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  Chapter 2

                  Star Crossed Lovers

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  Harry sat on his bed, looking out the window, letting the soft breeze lift up a few strands of his hair, while he thought of Draco. 

  How can I love someone I just met?  Is that even possible?  Harry thought as he leaned against the headboard and watched clouds shift into different shapes. 

 "Was that as breathtaking for you as it was for me?" "Yes.  And I wouldn't mind losing my breath again if that's what I get as a reward.  I don't think I could ever kiss another person." 

  Harry felt warmth spread through his heart and as he thought of those passionate kisses he shared with Draco, he took a deep breath and wished he could have those arms around his body again.  No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't fight the goofy love struck grin that spread across his face like a tidal wave in an ocean.  It must be something strong, cause I don't remember ever feeling this way.  Harry thought.

   "Do we have to end this before we even really started it?"

    "Not unless you want to.  I know our houses have been feuding, but I happen to really not care what they think." 

"But that doesn't mean I won't stop thinking of you." 

   Harry looked over to the pool below his balcony and smiled as he thought of what would happen later that day.  When night fell, Draco would be coming to see him.  Draco was going to come, and Harry was practically counting the seconds.

  "When will I see you again?" 

"Tomorrow.  My Mother and Father usually goes out on Saturday's.  Come to the back of the grounds.  You will see a pool, and a balcony.  That's my balcony, and you can climb up tomorrow night.  Around 8." 

   "Ok.  I'll be there, tomorrow 8, your balcony." 

     Harry couldn't stop the grin on his face.  Every time he thought of those minutes he spent with Draco, his heart would beat fast, a smile would come across his face, and he would feel warm and tingly all over.  There was just this complete feeling in his heart, like it finally found that missing piece, and no matter what Harry new that his missing piece that he had been reunited with was Draco.  There was no other explanation, he was falling in love with the blonde haired Prince.  The one person he should have hated, is the only person who held his heart.  How Ironic.

   "Harry!"  Lily called.  Harry still had his smile on his face when he looked up and saw his mother enter the room.

   "Yes Mother?  Isn't this a beautiful day?"  Harry asked, with a smile.

  Lily looked at her son and chuckled.  "Yes.  Harry, I wanted to know if you wanted to go take a walk with me around lunch?" 

  "Sure Mother.  I'll see you right after I eat."  Harry replied.

  "Ok.  Are you feeling alright Honey?"

  "Perfect; Fine; Never better.  I'm happy Mother, I haven't been this happy in the longest of times." 

  "Is it because of Tom?  Do you really like him?"  Lily asked, a smile coming across her face.

  "No.  Not Tom.  I told you last night that I have no interest in him whatsoever.  I don't like him."

  "Well I'm sorry sweetie, but he likes you and your Father feels that you two can connect with each other.  That's why he's inviting them over to dinner soon.  Tom has wonderful parents."  Lily gushed.  Even though Harry disliked Tom, it would not get rid of the smile on his face, or the elation he felt.

  "Well I'm sorry to hear that Tom has not inherited anything from them.  He is crude, and disgusting.  He's too self absorbed and all he cares about is getting me into bed."

    Lily looked at her son and shook her head.  "We'll talk about this later.  I'll see you after you eat lunch.  Bye sweetie."  Lily said as she kissed her son on the cheek and left the room.

  Harry sighed slightly and continued to stare out the window, thoughts of Draco rushing back into his mind.

  "Ok.  I'll be there, tomorrow 8, your balcony." 

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    Draco sat in the living room in the mansion, watching a few news programs, not really interested in what they were showing. His thoughts were on what would happen in 7 more hours.  It was 1:00 and he had just finished eating lunch with his Father.  He was so happy, that even his Father's annoying lectures didn't affect him.

   "Hey Draco." Blaise called as he sat down next to his friend.

  "Hi."  Draco said with a smile on his face.

   "Someone had fun last night.  Who was the lucky guy?  And I am so mad, I didn't even see the Prince, but from what I heard they were saying he looked good." 

   Draco grinned at the thought of Harry and looked over at his friend.  "If I tell you what happened last night, you must not interrupt me and you must keep this between us."  Draco said.

  "Ok.  You got my word."  Blaise replied, looking eagerly.

   So Draco told him the whole story, from when he saw the boy on the dance floor, to when they kissed each other.  And when Draco got to the part where they introduced themselves, Blaise's eyes were big, and his mouth was dropped open.

  "You were making out with the Prince of Gryffindor?!"  Blaise said.  Draco nodded his head and looked at his friend.

  "Draco, this might not last.  From what you described, I understand that he is hot.  But, you are on opposing sides of the feud.  This will not last, and you will end up getting either yourself killed or hurt.  It's a lose, lose situation, you should just forget about him and find someone else."  Blaise said sympathetically.

  Draco felt his anger rise, but he slowly counted to 10 before he answered.  "Look, I happen to think this can last.  I don't care what others may think.  But Harry knows the danger, and so do I so we both agreed to keep this secret.  You are the only one I'm telling.  Please don't tell anyone." 

  Blaise thought over what his friend said and slowly nodded.  "Ok.  I'll support you as long as you don't get caught.  Because if you two are found out, both sides are going to be out for blood.  And I don't think you want that to happen."

  "I don't.  But it won't.  What about you, how was the Ball for you?"

   "It was good.  I got so drunk I made out with Pansy.  That was the only bad part, but other then that I tried to get on some guys, danced with a few.  Kissed only half of them."

  "And how many was that?"  Draco asked amused.

  "Oh…about…13.  Yeah 13."  Blaise said counting on his hands.

   "You never cease to amaze me."

  "Yeah I know." 

   Draco looked over at the clock and saw that an hour had went by since he last checked.  6 more hours till he saw Harry again, he just wished that time would go faster.

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  "What the hell do you mean!"  Ron yelled out.  He was angry, and Harry knew it.

   "Ron, leave it. Harry likes him, let him be, you can't tell your friend who he can and can not see."  Hermione pleaded.

  "Oh, so you take his side?  We cannot let Harry see a Slytherin.  The Slytherin Prince at that!"  Ron yelled.

  "Ron!  Please, stop.  I wanted to tell you because I felt that maybe you should know.  I wanted to be a good friend, and this is how you repay me, by going all crazy and declaring that you'll murder him?" Harry said as he looked at his friend, a hurt expression on his face.  But Ron didn't pay attention to how his friend looked.  He only paid attention to what he felt.  What he knew.  What he was born knowing.

    "Harry I am being a friend to you.  Slytherins are heartless bastards, and they are nothing but Evil!" 

  "And what are we?  Good?  We're the Angels and they are the Demons? I disagree Ron.  Nothing is simply good or bad. It's not that simple.  Life is not that simple."

   "Harry you just don't understand.  I can't allow you to see that Slytherin Bastard, I refuse!"

   "Ron you can't tell Harry what to do with his life.  You can't tell him anything." Hermione stated, glaring at him.  She stood in between Harry and Ron and pushed Ron back.  "Leave Harry alone."

  "Why?  So he can go and get himself killed? Cause if he continues to mess around with Slytherin TRASH, that's exactly what will happen." 

  "Don't speak about him like that!  You don't even know him!"  Harry yelled.

  "Oh and you do?  A few kisses and sweet words is all it takes to have you putty in his hands?  What a bunch of Bullshit! He's playing you."

  "Ron, stop being mean to Harry."

  "I'm protecting him!"

  "You're saying ill mannered things!" Hermione yelled back.

 "I'm telling the TRUTH!" 

   "You are being a prat!"  Harry yelled.  His eyes were fierce and they knew he was angry, but Ron didn't care at this point.  He was about to blow his top.

  "I'M BEING A PRAT!?  YOU'RE THE ONE FORGETTING YOUR MORALS!!"

  "I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN MY MORALS!"

  "YEAH, SO THAT'S WHY YOU'RE MESSING WITH HIM?!"

"THAT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT!" Harry screamed.  He calmed down and lowered his voice.  "Don't you see that I'm following my heart for once?  I never got a chance to do that because everyone always believes that my life should be dictated.  They want me to hate Slytherins.  They want me to marry Tom - FUCKING - Riddle! You want me to stop seeing the one person who makes me feel happy.  The one person who makes me smile, and the one person that I want to be with."

  "Because he's the one person that you are not supposed to have met."  Ron declared in an icy tone. "You are supposed to marry Tom, forget the slimy bastard.  He is nothing special, and you are not going to see him. You were born, knowing that Slytherins were evil.  You were born to hate them, not fuck around with them!  There is a feud for a reason Harry. Not because we all love shooting each other."

  "Really?  Could have fooled me!  The feud is only kept going because you guys are too fucking stupid to stop it.  You don't want to stop it because this feud and this violence is the only thing exciting in your life.  Shooting people just because of the houses they were born into is wrong.  But to you, it's like a fucking drug;  A thrill that you don't want to stop and a high that you can't seem to get off of.  Killing someone that you feel is Evil makes you feel Good.  Well it's EVIL to kill someone in cold blood.  THAT'S Evil.  So don't stand here and tell me that you think I'm wrong for wanting to have something to love in my life.  Is that so wrong to need something like that in my life?  Is it?" Harry asked in a low voice.  He looked searchingly up at his friend and lowered his head.  Hermione tried to wrap her arms around him but he moved away and looked up again.

   Ron looked at his friend and shook his head.  "I'm sorry, but I won't take any part in this.  You can go ahead and destroy yourself but I won't watch you.  I'm going to tell your Parents and maybe they can stop you from getting yourself killed."

  "Ron NO!"  Hermione and Harry said I unison.

  "Please Ron.  Don't do that to me.  Please." Harry begged.  He looked at his friend and Ron took a deep breath and looked at his friends.

  "Ok.  I won't tell.  But I'm not going to keep silent either.  I will tell if I feel something is threatening you.  But until then you have my silence.  I just want to look out for you Harry, and I know that he will do something to harm you.  I just know it."  Ron stated, and then he left the bedroom.  Hermione looked over at her friend but Harry shook his head and left the room as well. 

   He got down to the Parlor, and saw his Father sitting there, smoking.  James looked over and smiled at his son.

  "What was with all the yelling?  It sounded like world war 3 up there." 

  "Nothing Father.  Just Ron acting like Ron, you know hot hotheaded he is when he thinks he's right."  Harry said with a sigh as he sat down across from his Father.

  "Well that's expected.  I won't ask what the argument was about, but I do have something to tell you."

  "What is it?"  Harry asked.

  "I spoke with Tom's Father a little while ago and they agreed to come spend a week over in the Mansion.  They'll be coming in 2 weeks, and I thought that you might want to know."

  "Oh.  Really?  Is there a special reason?"

  "Yes.  It seems that Tom wants to spend more time with you.  He says that he enjoyed your company last night, but he wished to know more."  James replied with a wide grin.

  "Oh.  I see… What if I do not wish to see him?"  Harry asked, holding back a glare.

  "Harry, you know that you are already promised to Tom.  We just wish to move up the bind between you two."

  "Well I'm sorry that that's not likely to happen!"  Harry said, not bothering to conceal his glare this time.

  "Look Harry, I know that you are a little reluctant, but you will get use to Tom and you will love him."

  "I will not!  I will never love him, and you can't make me either."  Harry said as he stood up.

  "Harry, you have to stop complaining.  The marriage is already known, and you have to go through with it soon.  We are just hoping that you and Tom would get to know each other better before the wedding."

  "I don't want to talk to you about this.  I'm going to my room, and I would like for you to not bother me anymore tonight.  I mean it!  You and Mother have a nice night out."

  "Ok.  I'll tell everyone to leave you alone.  And me and your Mother will have fun, as always on Saturdays."

  Harry nodded his head and left, going up to his room, glad to find Hermione gone.

   He needed time to think, and time to wait for Draco to come to him.

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    "Alright.  I should probably get going.  After I beat your ass in this last game though."  Draco said with a smile as he lined up his shot and concentrated on the ball.

  "You maybe the best pool player, but you are not going to beat me in this game."  Blaise replied as he watched Draco shoot his cue, hitting the white ball and sending 3 balls into different pockets.

  "You were saying?"  Draco asked with a smile.  Blaise rolled his eyes.

 "Whatever.  But you might want to hurry up, don't want to have your little Princey Wincey waiting for you."  Blaise teased.

  "Whatever Zabini.  Just be glad that I have to go. In fact I should go now.  I won the game by the way."

  "How the hell you won?  You still have 4 more balls on the table."  Blaise said with a frown.

   Draco smiled at his friend, picked the cue back up and shot.  The 4 balls flew across the table and went into pockets.  Draco grinned and looked over at Blaise.  "Like I said, I won." He said cockily.

   "Yeah whatever.  Lucky shot!"  Blaise said, wondering how the hell Draco pulled that off.  Draco shot him a knowing smile and took Blaise's car keys off the ring holder.  He picked up a small black velvet box and slid it into his pants pocket.

  "I'll be back late.  Don't wait up."  Draco called as he left.  Blaise rolled his eyes and started to rack up the balls.  He needed practice if he was ever going to beat Draco at a pool game.

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    Draco parked the car outside the large white stone wall.  He grabbed onto a tree, and climbed up, getting on the ledge of the wall, and jumping down 15 feet to the ground below.  His feet made impact on the concrete and he winced slightly.  He looked around him and saw the gigantic pool, and right above it was a balcony.  He smiled when he saw it and hurried towards it. 

  When he got right under it, he looked for rocks to throw at it to alert Harry's attention.  But he couldn't find any. He was about to give up and yell up at the balcony, when the balcony doors opened and Harry stepped out.  He was wearing dark silk pajamas.  Draco smiled up at him and licked his lips nervously.

  "Harry!"  He whispered.  Harry leaned over the balcony and smiled when he saw Draco.

  "Climb up."  Harry whispered back.  He pointed to a ladder that was connected to the wall.  Draco wondered why he didn't see it earlier, but he just shrugged his shoulders and climbed up.  He jumped onto the balcony and once again they were face to face.

  Harry reached out and touched Draco's face, running his fingertips over his cheek, and then his lips.  Draco kissed the tip of Harry's finger and he drew in a sharp breath, pulling the blonde closer to him.

    Draco kissed the slightly shorter boy, running his hands through the dark tresses.  Harry moaned slightly and pressed himself closer to the blonde, opening his mouth willingly to the probing tongue that begged for entrance.  They stood like that, connected in a passionate kiss with each other for a few more blissful minutes, and then finally they pulled apart.

  "Hi."  Harry said breathlessly.

  Draco nodded his head and mumbled "Hi."  Before he latched onto Harry's mouth yet again.  Harry backed them up into his room, and Draco pushed the door close silently with his foot while he ran his hands under Harry's pajama shirt.  Harry continued to back up until the back of his legs hit the foot of his bed and they both fell onto the bed, never breaking contact. 

  Draco pulled his head away slightly to kiss Harry's neck, letting his tongue slide over the skin, tasting it, treasuring it.  Harry moaned slightly and arched his back, revealing more of his neck for Draco to ravish.

   Harry let his hands wander over Draco's body, slowly removing Draco's jacket, and his shirt.  Draco was now shirtless, just as Harry wanted him and when he looked down, he realized that he was shirtless as well.

  Him and Draco locked eyes for a brief second before they were at each other's lips again, teasing, nipping and tugging at each other, making the other moan while they continued their ministrations. 

   Draco rocked his hips a little against Harry and the raven haired boy closed his eyes while he tried hard not to moan out from the pleasure that the friction caused.  He licked his lips, and looked up at the blonde on top of him. 

 "I think we need to change positions."  Harry replied, as he flipped their positions on his huge four poster bed.  He put his knees on either side of Draco's body, and he bent low so their lips brushed together.

  "Well you sure are a wild one."  Draco murmured. 

  "With you, anything is possible.  Lets see how far we can go tonight, hmm?"  Harry said as he lowered his lips to Draco's neck, slowly letting his tongue roam over the skin that was exposed.  He gently rocked his hips back and forth as he kissed his way down Draco's chest.  When he got to his nipples, he let his tongue swirl around the right one, making the boy under him, buck his hips and let out a breathy moan.  Harry held back a laugh as he went to suck on the left nipple.  Draco tossed his head a little and pulled Harry up, kissing him with desire and fire.  Harry let out a low moan, which was captured into Draco's mouth, from the sheer intensity of the kiss.  They continued to rock their hips against each other, groping and kissing each other till they finally reached their peak and their orgasm came.

   Harry rolled off of Draco and lay on his back, breathing heavily, his eyes dropping shut.  He let his hand wander over to Draco's and their fingers intertwined while they tried to recollect themselves.  Finally they managed to get up and clean themselves up.  After they were finished, they laid back down and stayed in silence for a little while.

  "Did you tell any of your friends?"  Harry asked. 

  "Yeah.  I told Blaise."

  "Oh. I told Ron and Hermione.  Hermione took it well."

  "Really?  So did Blaise.  What about Ron?"

  "He blew up, and said some pretty mean things.  But I'm used to him getting all angry and hotheaded.  That's just how he is, and I know some of the stuff he said, he probably didn't mean.  But he kept saying that I was messing around with trash, and how Slytherins were Evil."

  "We can be Evil sometimes.  But everyone is Evil." Draco replied.

  "I know that.  I tried telling him that, but he won't listen.  He swears that everything is Black and White, Right and Wrong, Good and Evil, but it's not.  Without one there is no other, and he just doesn't see that Right could be Wrong, and that Black could be white, and Good can be Evil.  He doesn't get it, and it seems that I can't make him see it either."  Harry replied, slightly distressed.

  "Don't worry about it.  Some people on my side are acting just like him.  They won't stop this feud, no matter what we do."

  "I guess.  But forget it, when me and you are together I don't want to think too much about the war between them."  Harry said softly.  He pulled Draco close and kissed him sweetly on the lips.  Draco returned the favor and they wrapped their arms around each other slowly, melting into the sweet and loving kiss being shared between them.  When they broke apart, Harry's eyes were still closed, cherishing the kiss.

  Draco picked up his jacket and slipped a the box he had put in it earlier out.  He held it in front of Harry and when Harry opened his eyes and saw the box, he looked up questiongly at him.

  "Here, take it.  I had went out and got it made.  Thank god for my status because if anyone else went in there, they would probably have had to wait a week to get it.  But it only took me 3 hours.  So here, open it."  Draco replied.

  Harry opened the box and inside was a necklace.  It had a raindrop shaped stone that was emerald green and sliverish gray.  In the middle of the stone was an engraved heart in pale red.  Harry fingered the necklace and looked up at Draco with a small smile on his face.  He kissed Draco softly on the lips and looked back down at the necklace.

  "It's beautiful.  Thank you."  Harry whispered.  Draco took the necklace and snapped it on Harry's neck.  Harry fingered it and stood up from the bed, going into his third drawer and pulling out a blue chest.  He opened it and went through the it until he came up with a ring.  On the ring it had a green lightening bolt in the middle of it.  He pressed it in Draco's palm and smiled.

  "I got this when I was young.  I always called it my lucky ring, and I never wanted anything bad to happen to it.  I still consider it lucky, but I keep it in the chest to make sure nothing happens to it.  That's also why I don't wear it anymore.  So I want you to keep it."  Harry said.

  Draco smiled and put it on his right hand, middle finger.  He pulled Harry to him and kissed the crown of his head.

  "This is like an exchange of vows.  We stay with each other, trust each other, and most importantly love each other.  Cause I feel like I am already falling in love with you."  Draco said silently.

  "I agree.  I feel like I'm falling in love with you too.  These are our vows and promises to each other that whatever happens, we'll never forget each other, and we'll never part.  No matter what happens."  Harry said.  They held each other close and then they slowly dissolved onto the bed, claiming each other's lips again.  And finally they fell asleep in each other's arms, never wanting to let go.

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A/N:  Ok that's another chapter people.  I'm so tired, and too lazy to upload the other stories.  I'll do it tomorrow, but right now I'm hitting the sack.  It's midnight over here, and I have school tomorrow unfortunately.  Well peace out you guys, and question, do any of you watch America's Next Top Model? 

   Keep reviewing, and see you in the next chapter Peace!