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Yeah, so it begun a strange type of friendship that didn't need words. Draco felt like knowing Harry was there made things a whole lot better.
But no one knew. They had intended to keep it that way. It had been a few months since that night, and it was now Christmas. Strangely enough, they had a few talks at night after curfew. They were friends. Close friends. Draco was sitting in the great hall; eating his breakfast. He had opened his presents, and seemed overall happy. But he had brought a present for Harry, and was looking forward to giving it to him. Something he would never have imagined himself doing. He had it hidden in his cloak. It wasn't big, but it was nice. Sometimes he couldn't help but glance over to him during Mealtimes. Each time their eyes would meet Draco's heart would leap and he'd blush.
It was strange. Draco had never felt this way before. He didn't quite understand it, but he forced it out of his brain. Today he wanted to see Harry, alone. And talk to him, just a tiny bit, and give him his gift. He began to eat.
He heard someone yell, it sounded like Harry, Draco looked up. Harry was standing up, his black hair looked unusually messed up and he didn't look happy. 'FUCK HERMIONE, CAN'T YOU JUST LET IT GO? I HAVE A LIFE, DON'T LIVE IT FOR ME!' Harry yelled at the girl sitting beside him. She was pretty…Well prettier than she was a few years ago, she was slim, and her hair wasn't as bushy as it used to be. Maybe she had embraced a hair brush?
Draco would never like her in the way. Harry Ran out of the Great hall, and Draco followed not really caring at what the other Slytherins were thinking, he followed Harry. Harry didn't really seem to notice Draco was following him. And kept walking, he walked up to a deserted tower. When he turned around Draco could see he was crying. Harry looked at him and Draco closed the door. The only light being from a small window, it was cold there, After all it had been snowing quite heavily. Harry looked into Dracos eyes.
'I didn't think you would follow…' Said Harry.
'I have been wanting to talk to you for a while, and saw you storm off like that, I was wondering if you were alright, but you don't seem it' Draco said looking at the tears that were spilling out of Harry's eyes, he had never seen someone cry like that. Harry leaned against the wall and sunk to the floor, Draco sat beside him. Feeling nicer than he did that first night they met. He hugged Harry and pulled him close. Like Harry did to him when he was crying.
'Do you want to tell me what's wrong?' Harry put his arm on Draco's stomach.
'It's nothing really.' Harry said. He was still crying.
'Please, I told you what happened to me; you could at least tell me a bit of what's on your mind' Said Draco half-begging. 'Please…' He whispered.
'Well…' Harry took a deep breath. 'I am in love with someone… Who's a guy, and I decided to tell my friends, but they didn't understand as well as I though they would' said Harry he started crying into Draco, as Dracos heart sank. Harry twisted himself, and Draco held him. Not knowing why he was trying to help Harry, when he loved another man. Harry held onto Draco's shirt crying deep. Draco starting stroking Harry's messy black hair. It was longer than it used to be. It was soft. Draco knew that he was in love.
'Sometimes friends don't understand, they don't understand what their friends go through, they don't care, and one day they will get over themselves and accept who you are. Because, Harry, I have never realized this before until now, that you are a really good friend, and I wouldn't care if you were a Drag Queen I'd still spend time with you, because I like you, maybe more than I'm supposed to, but I do, and I'm not afraid to admit it' Draco realized he had just admitted something that he never would've dreamed about admitting Draco held Harry tight, though knowing half in his mind that Harry will pull away, and that would be the end of their friendship. Tears spilled out of Dracos eyes. And they landed on Harry. Who clung onto Draco's shirt tight. Draco could feel him half sobbing. But he didn't pull away. Draco half hoped Harry hadn't just heard what he had said. Harry sat up and glazed into Dracos eyes.
'I…I…I think I'm in love with you…' Harry somehow managed to say. Putting his face into Draco's chest. His hands were still wrapped in Draco's shirt. Like for comfort. Draco sat there, purely in shock. Was he really who Harry loved? Or was Harry just saying that to make Draco feel better? There was only one way to find out….
Draco lifted up Harry's head so they faced each other, and he softly kissed Harry's lips. Then pulled away. Blushing. Harry stared. He seemed surprised, but didn't look away. He kept glazing into Dracos eyes. Dracos lip twitched. He wanted to kiss him again.
But he was going to give Harry a chance. Draco closed his eyes. Wanting to run away. Run away from the one he loved. True Love that lasts until the end of time only exists in fairy tales. He felt Harry's lips on his, and he knew straight away that Harry wasn't lying. He smiled and kissed him back. When they broke apart they were both blushing.
'There's something I want to give you.' Draco said getting out the package. And giving it to Harry. Harry smiled.
'You didn't have to' He said, opening it slowly. Inside was a necklace, it was gold with a snitch on it. Harry smiled and hugged Draco.
Harry was alone, alone in his dorm staring out the window. He thought back to earlier.
'Draco…' All he could say in breathlessness. He looked out the window. Many were out, having snow fights or talking. But he didn't see Draco. He missed him, already.
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