Title: My Enemy

Chapter Rating: R

Author's Notes: This is the LAST chapter! (Before the epilogue) Before you ask about the wall, let me tell you. It Will be explained in the epilogue not this chapter! This chapter is the chapter you've all been waiting for. I'm ending it with a song called Calling All Angles—Lenny Kravitz.

First off, I want to thank those of you who were supporting my story from the very beginning. You guys are amazing!

This story is my first completed one and I think it went pretty well! I'm glad you all enjoyed it, and look out for my next one. It may be another HP/DM slash.

Chapter Fourteen: The end of the beginning

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I sat on my bed, my knees still pulled up high and my eyes still watering when I heard a sob. The strangest thing was it wasn't mine. Slowly I turned my head and saw a wall, or lack there of. My eyes widened and I heard the other person's sobbing stopped. Suddenly they started to turn around also.

Emerald eyes, shining brightly, turned to lock with my silver ones. I heard myself gasp and saw his mouth drop open. I closed my eyes and looked away, scared that he was here to yell at me.

Apparently, I was right. Though it wasn't what I exactly what I was expecting.

"Draco!" He cried, his hand rising to wipe a few stray tears. I got a sort of pang in my heart at the sight. Never had I seen him cry like that.

I didn't speak, the voice wouldn't come out. I just stared at the opposite wall, my eyebrows furrowed. What were you supposed to say to someone who broke your heart?

"Draco?"

I turned my head and took a deep breath. He was looking a bit irritated, hurt maybe.

"Are you okay?" He asked again, his voice hoarse.

I closed my eyes and swallowed. The truth, Harry, was no. I was far from okay. "What are you doing here?"

He opened his eyes surprised and then creased his eyebrows together. "I—came to see you." He said softly.

"You shouldn't be here." I said, my voice rising.

He stared back, not daring to speak. Suddenly, he walked inside. I could tell by the expression on his face that he was angry. "I shouldn't be here? I shouldn't be here?" He clenched his fists. "You're right. I shouldn't have come here, in search for you. I shouldn't have interrogated Dumbledore, the only man who's ever really there for me, just so I could get some answers, for you. And surely, I shouldn't have been depressed for weeks because you failed to mention that you WEREN'T DEAD!"

I blinked a few tears back and huddled my self closer to my arms. "You weren't supposed to know, there wasn't anything I—"

"Oh, really now?" He said his eyebrows quivering. "Don't you remember? No one knows about us! Of course they would see no importance of me knowing! And don't say there wasn't anything you could do! How could you leave me without answers like that? How could you leave me period!?"

I was about to speak but he seemed to have more thoughts in his head "And." He stated angrily. "You claimed you loved me, Draco, but right now that seems like a bloody lie!"

That was too far, Potter. "Lie?" I screamed. Immediately I was at my feet, my fingers pointing at his chest. "Fuck Harry, do you have any idea what I've been through? Do you?" There was a silence and I continued. "No? Well let me tell you! For almost two weeks, I've been sitting here. No contact with anyone! Nothing at all! I eat, I sleep and then I cry. I cry because of you!"

I licked my lips and swallowed. "I come into the order just so you'd accept me, and you didn't. I take dangerous risks for your side, and STILL no approval from Mr. Potter. When you finally manage to accept me, it's mostly out of pity." I took a deep breath and watched as his eyes squinted in confusion. "I didn't care. I needed you. So bloody much! And then, one day I get pulled into Dumbledore's office and he tells me I have to DIE! Do you understand that? I have to die because I wanted you so badly! SO what do I do? I confront you, hoping that maybe you'll accept me even though I'll be leaving you."

The next part caused my heart to speed up. "I tell you I love you Harry! And you break my fucking heart like its trash. I could've lived with it if I could still see you, but no. I have to be locked up in this bloody hole because someone wants to kill me." I sighed and slumped back on my bed.

"You fucking made me insane. You're all I think about! But really, what did you expect me to do? I was so fucking ashamed for letting myself fall in love with you when all you thought of it was a fling." I could feel my face growing hot and I closed my eyes. "A fling. Here I am, imagining that you're here with me. I see your face, your eyes, your lips. I hardly feel, and what I do feel? It's all pain." I closed my eyes shut tighter. "I'm crazy, Harry. You make me—"

I was cut off as a pair of lips crashed into mine. It was a wet kiss, one that was coated with tears. I felt new ones sticking to my skin. It was impossible to tell if they were his or mine.

"I'm sorry." He breathed, parting our lips just slightly to get the words out. "So sorry..."

His knees pulled up so they could sit on the bed and slowly I let my hands roam up his back, feeling him shudder slightly, then to his hair where I let my fingertips linger.

He slowly leaned against me so that I was lying down on the bed. He crawled on top and started to kiss me again, his kisses desperate and filled with longing. I let my hands trail back to his hair, feeling his own slip down to my sides.

I let myself taste his mouth and closed my eyes tightly as his tongue skimmed across the roof of my own. His lips moved slowly against mine, as if this kiss was meant to last forever.

His lips slowly left mine and I heard a small whimper, which I'm sure came from myself, then he let his mouth skim across my flesh until he came to my neck. His soft lips nipped at it gently before he began to trail small sensual kisses back to my mouth.

His lips lingered over mine and I felt his warm breath on my own. His glasses were lying somewhere forgotten and I looked deeply into his eyes. They were dark with lust but looked troubled behind the mist. Slowly I let my hands leave his hair to cup his face where I stroked it lightly with my thumb.

Harry's eyes closed as he leaned into the touch, rubbing his cheek against my hand like a small housecat. I smiled slightly and let my free hand go back to his hair, which I threaded slowly.

His eyes opened slightly, revealing those deep green orbs, then he lowered his head so that our lips were just brushing against each other. His hands that were at my sides started to move downwards until they reached my shirt. He slid one of his fingers underneath, all the while staring into my eyes.

"Draco." He said softly, his lips moving against my own. I closed my eyes in pleasure. One of his hands slipped under my shirt and I shut my eyes tighter. "I'm sorry."

I opened my eyes and gave him a small smile. The hand that lingered in his hair slowly pushed him towards me, closing the small distance of our lips, creating soft, gentle caress.

Both of his hands were soon under my shirt and he slowly pulled it, crumpling it upwards. Finally, he slipped it off my chest and threw it over my arms. I felt his own shirt being removed and being thrown to the side. It was as if we were in a world where everything was forgotten. The fact that I was 'dead', the fact that Harry was in danger right now, the fact that Voldemort wanted to kill us both. All we knew were each other and all we felt was each other.

All we remembered was each other.

His lips left my own to slowly trail soft, loving kisses down my chest. His tongue slowly started to swirl along my abdomen and I closed my eyes and threw my head back in pleasure. Slowly he inched towards my navel, kissing around it lightly. I felt myself gasp as his tongue trailed around the waistband of my jeans.

His hands went to my knees then slowly lingered up, trailing excitedly across my thighs, and then landed on my waist. His lips were now back at my own, kissing passionately against my lips. I heard a small moan, which I knew came from myself, as his hands went slowly under my jeans.

That night, I was complete.

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Soft breath tickled my neck lightly as my eyes fluttered open, only to once again close. I was feeling extremely tired, but the soft tickling of my neck refused to allow me sleep.

That was when I noticed the hands that were around my shoulders, like a soft but clinging hug. That was when I noticed soft, silky legs intertwined with my own, flesh tied together with flesh. That was when I noticed my own arms were thrown over someone's back, my fingertips holding them, returning the tight embrace.

That was when I noticed that the same person whose breath was tickling my neck so teasingly also was the owner of the black hair that flickered underneath my chin.

That was when I smiled warmly and began to lightly trail my fingers across the soft back I was holding against myself, feeling slight shivers underneath my arms.

There was a small flutter of eyelashes against my neck and I closed my eyes contently. I felt the legs between my own start to climb upwards, lightly sliding back down, tickling my leg. Slowly, his leg did it again and his hand softly ghosted down my shoulders to my back where he began to pet and stroke me carefully.

The mouth that was the culprit for my waking slowly began to kiss the same spot on my neck repeatedly, then slowly trailed upwards. I turned my head and met his lips with my own, moving them gently, feeling him shudder beside me.

One of his legs stopped skimming across my own and hooked into my knee and his lips left my own, letting his head fall back to the small space between my shoulders and head, snugly into my neck. His warm breath once again lingered on my skin, more excited now because of his slight panting.

I turned my head and let my chin rest in his messy hair, that looked even messier then usual. I felt him sigh against me then he slowly slid from underneath my head and moved it a little below my own to land at my collarbone. Then he gave a small breath of pleasure before kissing it softly.

I smiled and started to stroke his back feeling his small shivers vibrating towards me.

His kissing stopped and I thought he was a sleep before he shifted against me and his leg travelled up my own once more. Slowly, his face lifted to my own and he gazed at me with sleepy eyes.

"Morning." He said softly, his words matted with drowsiness.

I smiled and let my hand trail along his back once more. He closed his eyes for a few seconds then opened them again, a small smile making contact with his lips.

"Morning." I answered, one of my hands leaving his back to pet his hair. He closed his eyes again and yawned, one of his eyes peeking at me through an almost unnoticeable slit between his eyelids. I grinned, watching him stretch before his hands travelled back to my shoulders.

His head landed on my chest and he sighed. "I missed you." He said threw a fit of yawning.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before smiling. "I missed you more." He grinned and kissed my chest lightly.

"Nuh." He managed groggily, cringing as he tried to open his eyes fully.

I felt myself chuckle and wrap my arms around him more tightly. He took a deep breath before snuggling against my chest.

"You're so soft." He said his hands lingering at my sides.

I smiled and bent forward to kiss his forehead lightly. He just sighed and crawled on top of me, his breaths soft and peaceful.

There were a few moments of silence before Harry's face lifted up to look me in the eyes. I stared back, watching the small flicker of sadness in his eyes intently. I felt my eyebrows furrow together.

"Promise..." His voice trailed off and his eyes began to shine. "Promise that you'll never leave me again." His voice was soft and hopeful. He looked at me with undeniable need.

I felt my eyebrows rise and my face soften. It was so saddening to hear the hero of the whole entire wizarding world sound so vulnerable and hurt. I closed my eyes and kissed his forehead, then his cheek then trailed it to his nose which I pecked lightly. "Never." I promised, opening my eyes. I saw his eyes glisten with emotion before he smiled.

Slowly I felt his finger trail across one of the scars on my chest. His eyes flashed dangerously and there was a flicker of protectiveness glowing in them. "And I promise I will never let anyone hurt you ever again." His voice seemed to have lost all it's sleepiness.

I smiled and pulled him towards me, his face once again settling in the crook of my neck. I let my arms wrap around his back again and began to stroke it gently. "I'll hold you to that."

He sighed against my skin and nodded, his hair tickling my chin once more. My eyes closed contently and I felt my heart begin to bubble. "I—I love you, Harry." I whispered softly into his ear, feeling him shudder.

His breath was just as soft and just a warm. "I...." His face lifted just slightly so that his lips contacted my own. "I love you too." He whispered before we closed the short distance between us.

It was then I realised,

Love was a weakness, but also a gift.

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A/N: Did you like it? I thought it was kind of cute and sweet. Heh, last night I was in the worst mood and I actually killed off Draco AND Harry. Thank god this morning I was feeling a little bit better and rewrote it.

I hope you guys enjoyed it, it was my last real chapter. Please read the epilogue next. It will be in Draco's point of view. It will explain what happened to Pansy, I know you all are wondering. Not only that, it will also give you a further idea about Harry's training and the big war against Voldemort. (Or at least how I saw it)

As for my next fic? I have already got down most of the plot, though I know it's a bit of a played out one. But it's one of my favourites, so I'm going to give it a try. I'll add my own twist to it of course. It will be another HP/DM slash.

Anyway, too my loyal reviewers, I just want to let you guys know. You are totally awesome! Amazing! I owe this whole story to you! Thanks so much!

-Shadow