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Chapter Three
'I'm sure Draco will understand. It's no big deal. I mean... he will, he will understand." Harry thought to himself as he walked from breakfast, which Draco had been absent from, to his first class of the day. All through Potions, which Gryffindor was having with Hufflepuff today, his mind kept slipping back to Draco. What would have happened had they actually had their meeting last night? And what was he going to do to get the other Gryffindors back for what they had done. He had not spoken to them since last night and did not plan on speaking to them anytime soon. 'They'll be lucky if I EVER speak to them again. Gits.'
Other than sitting with a Hufflepuff instead of one of his house-mates, the class was relatively normal. It was his first day back since 'the accident', which was what everyone was referring to it as, happened. He really had no problems remembering his school work, Snape had made a snide comment that he had actually improved. Harry's lost memories still had to returned, though he did have a sense here and there of who he had been close to. And he felt he had been close to Draco.
Harry dragged along the corridors, the long way to his next class so he wouldn't have to walk with Ron and Hermione. He wanted nothing to do with them. As he was walking along, deep in thought a hand grabbed his shoulder and spun him around to face a very angry looking Draco Malfoy.
"Potter", Draco spat, "How dare you stand me up! You were lucky I even agreed to meet with you. You filthy little..."
Harry cut him off, "Thank the gods, I looked for you at breakfast. I wanted to explain, you see..."
"Explain Potter.. explain what? That you like playing stupid tricks on me?"
"Draco, let me explain!" Draco scowled. "Hermione and Ron kept me from going. The held me down, they wouldn't let me leave. They tried to keep me from seeing you, they wanted me to remember."Harry tried to explain.
"You expect me to believe that?" Draco asked, anger in his deep eyes.
Harry moved forward a step so he and Draco were nearly nose to nose. "I don't believe what they say about you. They're liars, those are NOT my friends."
Draco could clearly see that Harry was telling the truth. But before he could get a word out Harry moved his face closer and planted a single kiss on Draco's pale lips. Without a thought Draco grabbed Harry's head and embraced him in a full kiss, their tongue's exploring each other's mouths.
They heard footsteps coming around the corner and Draco pulled back, breaking the kiss. He smirked and walked off down the corridor leaving Harry standing and watching him move away, dumbfounded.
The rest of the day had Harry floating from the kiss. Draco was the only thing on his mind. Professor McGonnagal had spoke to him, telling him that he should practice his memory charms as a daily routine. 'What memories could I have that could possibly be better than this?' He let out a deep sigh as he sat in the Gryffindor common room that afternoon practicing and doing his homework.
Hermione walked up behind him, "You know Harry, you're going to have to stop ignoring us sooner or later. We did was was best for you." He pretended not to hear and she sighed and stamped off. Ron sat in the corner sulking, doing his work and writing something his a leather-bound black journal. He looked as if he were on the verge of tears.
Harry brushed his lover's hair out of his eyes and smiled as he leaned down to kiss him. The man roused and blinked, "Good morning beautiful. Ready for our wedding?"
Harry woke with a start, was this dream supposed to mean something. Or was it just him being wistful... was he really going to marry Draco?
A/N: Thanks to Nikki for her awesome beta work and thanks to Alex for lending her to me!
