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"Wait, back it up. What?" Harry said in awe.

Ron fidgeted with his hands, "I don't know... like, lately... the way you walk, talk... deal with things, your eyes... and I've had this craving to just..."

"To... what?" asked Harry when all of a sudden Ron went down on him. "Whoa, Ron... dear, hold up."

Ron sat back up, not believing what he had just done. "Harry... I'm sorry... I don't know what this is though."

"It could be nothing... or it could be a crush. Then again, maybe you're gay and you just don't know it. And you want someone. I'm not one to talk though."

"You're right... you're always right. I don't know what got into me there. My mind took conrtol or something," Ron managed to laugh.

Harry started to walk to his four poster, "It's alright. Just get to sleep. It's late, and we're both tired out of our my minds. I'll see you in the morning, dear."

"'Night Harry," smiled Ron. What he just did didn't make sense to him. Maybe these were his true feelings. Or maybe, they were just crazy sixteen year old hormones.
As days passed, Ron became only more unsure of what he was feeling. It did, however, become clearer that he wasn't interested in Harry nearly as much as he had thought he did. Hermione was as shy as ever, which surprised a lot of people. She was normally a bossy girl, telling Ron and Harry what to do all the time, trying to recruit people for her S.P.E.W. "club," (still), and to see her quiet just wasn't normal. It was obvious she liked Chris, though, as she spent every moment she could in Herbology talking to him. They seemed to hit it off, though. Which was good, Hermione needed some more friends.

Harry was his usual self. Him and Draco sent notes back and forth still. In fact, Draco had secretly handed him a note that changed their meeting time in Hogsmeade, which was only a day away. He changed the time from sunset to around a quarter after one. Which was fine by Harry, as long as his stay with Sirius wasn't too long.

The day of Hogsmeade, Ron and Harry pocketed an assortment of food for Sirius, while Hermione went with Chris. They arrived there with just enough time to make it to the Three Broomsticks, where Sirius the dog awaited. They followed him to a cave, where he transformed back into his scraggly old self. He looked older than ever, with his hair thinning and turning slightly gray.

"Ah, I see you boys have brought me something to eat," he said as the boys emptied out their pockets and handed over the food. "Thank you ever so much!"

"Sure thing," Ron replied.

"So what have you been up to, Sirius?"

He broke off a peice of bread and shoved it into his mouth, "Just kind of hanging out around Hogsmeade. Not much you can do when you're a lonely dog wandering. How're you boys doing in school?"

Ron and Harry looked at each other, "It's... going good. It's school, you know how it goes..." Ron confessed.

Sirius looked amused. As their little chat went on, time seemed to fly by. Soon, it was one, and Harry figured he had better be on his way.

"Listen, Sirius, I hate to cut this short, but I'm meeting someone soon..." Harry said.

"Ohh, girlfriend?" Sirius winked.

Harry gave a dry laugh, "Nah. As if. Even if they were interested, I'd still say so long."

"You aren't?!" asked Sirius in astonishment. Harry nodded. "Well, what news! I guess you might need to leave then?"

"Sounds good to me..." chimed in Ron. He felt a lack of acceptance what with Sirius being Harry's godfather.

"Well, you boys take care now!" Sirius said, giving them each good-bye hugs. They waved as they left Sirius to eat his food.

Ron joined Hermione who was, shockingly, not with Chris. She was looked at objects in the Jokes Shop. Weird place for her to be, really.

"So I'll see you later, alright dear?" Harry said.

"Later," the red-head replied.

Harry was well on his way, and making good time too. At this rate he would be right on time. Honeydukes was only ten minute walk from about anywhere in Hogsmeade. As he made his way into the candy store, he started to think about something: Isn't a place like this kind of odd for Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy to be meeting? He hoped that Draco had already thought about this.

"Harry... psst!" whispered someone from a dark table in the corner. Harry walked nearer and realized it was his crush.

He sat down, "Draco... aren't people going to be wondering why the school's two largest "enemies" are sitting in a candy store chatting it up?"

Draco held a finger up, "Ah, but see here, I've already figured that out. I know this secret passage that my father told me about a while ago, and it takes you to some sort of grassy area just beyond Hogsmeade."

"Top secret stuff, huh?" he joked.

"Ha ha, so... just follow me, Potter," Draco led him threw a doorway, and then around many twists and turns. They seemed to be underground, and when they reached the end, there was no door, just an open area to an open field.

"So, Potter, have a crush on me do you?" he continued when he sat down.

Harry sat down and crossed his legs, "Maybe..." his face went red.

Draco smirked, "Do not be ashamed, fellow. It's not like your the only homosexual in the bloody world. Anyways, about this friendship... with benefits..."

"Draco!"

"I'm just kidding!!" he laughed. "No, really. I'm... er... willing to get to know you," he said apprehensively.

So they talked about their families, what they liked and didn't like, quidditch. They seemed to talk for what seemed like hours, getting lost in conversation. It was a feeling neither of them had experienced. Neither of them had expected to actually be able to stand the other.

"Harry... I'm calling you by your first name now, Potter... you seem like a cool guy, you know that?" Draco commented.

Harry's face once again went red, "Yeah, I like to think so. You aren't so bad yourself, Draco. Did you get any of this from your father?" Harry didn't like Lucious Malfoy. In his opinion, he was just a jerk. Nothing more and nothing less.

"No, my mum actually. No one really knows her..." he paused, "Harry, I have something to confess," he said, picking a dandelion from the ground. Weird flowers these were, they must have entered a muggle-type area. Draco continued, "I've had my eyes set on you for a very long time now. Since I first heard about you on the Hogwarts Express in our first year. You're so brave, you handle things like a hero, you have great friends -- even though I'll never admit that to any one else --, you treat people with respect, and I've admired that in your bright green eyes for the longest time," he took Harry's round glasses off. "Why don't you just get contacts? Your eyes are so beautiful without those glasses."

Harry laughed, he hated the glasses too. He'd been thinking about getting contacts since last summer. He never told the Dursley's, though. They would just laugh at him. "I know, they're really quite bothersome." Harry moved closer to Draco, he ran his finger down his crush's cheek, or was it more than a crush? "Your eyes looked so cold and heartless before this," he could see his reflection in Draco's slate blue-ish/gray eyes.

"Oh, Harry, I've waited so long for this..." Draco straddled himself over Harry, and embraced the young man. Harry slipped his arms around Draco's neck pulling him closer. They could feel each other's breath, and without a doubt in the world, Draco went for it. He tilted his head to the right, kissing Harry like he never knew how. Oh how it felt so good to finally do this.

Harry let moans slip from his mouth as Draco pressed him to the ground. "Oh Draco..." he took his arms away from Draco's neck and moved them down to his shirt and let his hands slither onto Draco's warm body.

Draco pulled back for a second, gasping for air. Within seconds, though, he was back in action, his hands holding Harry's head. Time was slipping away quickly -- too quickly.

After a few minutes, the two were laying with their head propped up by their arm, staring at each other. "Harry, does this mean that we're..."

"Oh yeah, definitely," Harry smiled. Finally, he recieved what he had always wanted. Draco.