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Chapter Four


Harry rushed to breakfast, he could not wait to see Draco again. Just as he was about to walk into the Great Hall, Draco grabbed his arm and lead him to the side. "Breakfast for two?" He gestured to a knapsack he was carrying full of pastries and a couple of green apples. Harry grinned and nodded and they made their way out to the grounds and sat beneath an apple tree. They made sure to be away from prying eyes, the other couples who snuck away to share a breakfast out on the lawn.

Draco spread out a large dark green blanket that had been tucked under his arm and they sat down. Before Draco could get more than then apples and pumpkin juice unpacked Harry had leaned forward and roughly kissed him. 'It feels like it should have always been this way' Harry thought to himself. They barely got any food or conversation in due to the massive amounts of snogging that took the place of breakfast.

"Mr.Malfoy... and Potter?!" A voice gasped. Harry slowly looked up to see Professor Snape hovering over them. Apparently he was accustumed to making morning rounds of the school grounds to dismiss (and give detention to) unsuspecting couples. "100 points from Gryffindor, Potter. And detention." And with a swish of his cape he was trailing back up to the school.

"What!?" Harry was stunned. "Why just me...?"

"Uh, I guess he's used to me out here." Draco laughed. Harry didn't find it very funny.


After classes, Harry was spending a very unsastisfying afternoon cleaning the trophy cabniets and muttering to himself about everyone being out to get him when he felt a familiar arm wrap around his waist. He turned around to find Draco's lips meet his and their tongue danced together in a welcoming embrace.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted you, Potter."

Harry grinned, trying to catch his breath, he replied "Call me Harry will you already?"

"Yeah, yeah.. sure, sure..." and Draco's tongue was back in his mouth. They passionatly kissed, pressed up against the trophy cabniets until they heard the click of Snape's boots coming down the opposite hall. Draco rushed off while Harry buissied himself cleaning again.

"Misssster Potter," Snape hissed, "Dumbledore has asked me to inform you that you are to return to your dormitory at once and practice your memory charms. Not that it will do any good, it's not as if you have the talent to restore one's memory. But go, waste your time anyway."

Harry was too grateful to be done to argue, he quickly put away his cleaning supplies and rushed off.


The next few weeks were full of secret meetings between the new lovers, long makeout sessions and sneaking about. Harry spent the rest of his free time practicing the memory charms though he really didn't care what he remembered anymore as long as he had Draco. So far all that had grown stronger were the sensations of who he had known and who he had not known well, he was still devoid of previous emotional attachments.

All of the Gryffindors had made constant attempts to talk to him, to make things right be he had ignored them. They didn't care about he and Draco and he didn't care about them. Ron had been acting especially odd lately, ever since he had turned a corner to find Draco sucking on Harry's neck. Both pretended they had not seen him and continued. Everyone knew about the two of them, but no one showed it.

So far, things had not progressed farther than kissing and the occasional touching. But Harry could tell that would change very soon, he knew he wanted it to. Everything was normal, Harry was actually happy... somehow he knew this was something to truly value.


A tall blonde man, in a crushed velvet gray robe, embroidered with white, a wedding robe was walking up to a large castle. He was alone.

No, he was not alone. There was a man behind him, dressed in all black, his face hidden. He had his wand pointed at the blonde man, he muttered a curse, 'avada kedavra', and in a flash of green light the blonde man fell to the ground. Dead.

Harry awoke, sweat pouring down his face.. "Draco" he gasped.


Stay tuned, in the next chapter something very big happens to Mister Harry Potter. And could it be.. his lost memories have finally returned?