A/N: As promised, the next chapter after seven reviews. Another seven for chapter three...

Chapter Two – Nothing Ever Stays The Same

Draco forced back the tears in his eyes and glanced over Harry, he had never wanted more than to leap into Harry's arms and never ever let go. He took a deep breath and opened the door. "It won't just work." Not the words of love and devotion that he wanted to be saying but he was sure he was doing the right thing.

Draco pulled open the door and stepped out into the corridor, letting out a breath that be barely knew he had been holding. For two years now he had wanted to do that, and now he had done it. Why on earth was he walking away? Because it wouldn't work between them. It just wouldn't. They would be rejected by everyone and not to mention what his mother would do if she found out.

::Flashback::

"Draco, your life is your own, do what you want with it. I will stand by you no matter what you want to do." Lucius said softly. Outwardly Lucius Malfoy was something of a nasty person but when it came to his family he was a whole other person. To say that he was a brilliant father was a serious understatement.

Draco smiled at Lucius; his father had never seemed so sincere about anything in his life. Even after the revelation that he was gay, Lucius still thought no less of him. "Thanks Dad." Draco said and he walked across the room to curl up on his fathers lap. Draco too had a whole other side when he was with his father. He had a love for Lucius that he could never, and would never, have for anyone.

Narcissa glared at the two of them over her mug of tea. "Well you just do as you please, child, but remember that you are our only child, and will always be our only child, and you have a responsibility to your family name." Draco knew exactly what she meant. If he could translate it exactly she would have said: Get married and have lots of babies all with the last name Malfoy. She probably would have finished it with something lovely such as: Or else.

::End flashback::

Draco looked at the floor and curled in his bottom lip before looking up again. "God help me." He muttered to himself and flung open the classroom door, matching straight over to Harry, who was leaning over a table with his back to Draco. Draco smiled to himself. "That's a very suggestive pose you've got there Potter."

Harry span round and stared at Draco. Harry just stared until he was absolutely sure that it was in fact Draco in front of him, not just another one of his fantasies. Draco placed cold hands on Harry's face and Harry smiled. "It's only suggestive to a dirty mind, Malfoy." Harry taunted playfully.

Draco smiled properly for the first time since he had left his father at platform nine and three quarters. He began to slide his hands down from Harry's face to his neck, then his shoulders, then over his chest and finally came to rest on his hips. "So you're telling me that you don't want a piece of me? Well okay."

Draco turned and began to slowly walk away, deliberately tilting his hips in the most suggestive possible manor. Harry grabbed Draco's waist and pulled him back. He could smell Draco's hair, a beautiful blonde mess that smelt faintly of sugar. He ran his tongue slowly down the back of Draco's neck and Draco shuddered slightly. Harry smiled as he felt the shudder. "Well if it sends such chills down your back then maybe it's me who should be leaving." He whispered in Draco's ear.

Harry tried to push Draco away but Draco once again seemed to glue himself to Harry. Draco span round and looked deep into Harry's emerald green eyes. He frowned for a moment and tried to force a smile but he couldn't hold it on his face. "This isn't going to work you know."

Harry placed a simple, soft kiss on Draco's forehead. "Well then we are going to have to make it work. For me, this is a dream come true. For the last few years I've passed it off as a stupid obsession but it's not, it never was and I know that know. I love you Draco Malfoy, and nothing is ever going to change that."

"It's all well and good that you love me Harry, but I'm not sure that I could do this." Draco said finally. "Obsession could be exactly what I have for you. I used to read about you in books when my parents weren't looking and when I first met you I felt like I already knew you and I loved you because of what I had read. I'm just worried that maybe that's all this is. My obsession with the boy who lived, a stupid lust for the boy that saved us all." Draco stepped away from Harry and sat on the edge of a table, staring at his feet.

"Draco look at me... Look at me." Draco slowly raised his eyes to meet Harry's. "If you can stand there, look me in the face, and tell me outright that you are not in love with me, then I'll just walk away, I'll walk away and I won't ask you for a thing. If you can tell me it was all just an act driven by lust and obsession then I'll leave right now and we'll go back to the way we were. But I don't want to do that and I think deep down you know that you don't want to do that either."

Draco took a deep breath and looked at Harry. "I... I... I love you Harry Potter!" Draco dived into Harry's arms and held him tightly. Harry had been right, Draco couldn't tell Harry that he didn't love him, not without lying anyway. He snuggled deep into Harry's chest, with no thought or desire to move.

Harry glanced at a clock on the wall and smirked a little. "We have just missed half our Herbology class, and we can't just turn up half way through, that would just be suspicious. So what are we to do for the next half an hour." Harry said. Draco looked up at him, his silver eyes shining with passion. With an amazing grace Draco stepped back from Harry.

"I have an idea that would make your hair..." he paused for a moment and regarded Harry's hair. "Um, lay flat?" They both laughed and Draco grabbed Harry's hand, pulling him over to the classroom door. "Everyone will be saying that it's what we are doing anyway, so why disappoint them." He opened the door and peered round the corridor.

The two of them ran down the corridor, careful to duck down as they passed by classroom windows and tiptoeing past open classroom doors. They ran down the stairs into the dungeons and both were laughing like little children that had just terrorized an old lady or eaten one to many sweets. "We could get in so much trouble for this!" Draco laughed, laying back against his private dormitory door with Harry leaning against him.

"Yes you could." Said a cold, drawling voice from behind them. Both looked up, cringing as they met black eyes. Severus Snape stood staring at the two of them. "I think the two of you should explain just exactly what is going on here."