Chapter 11- Just thought you'd like to know...

"We need to move"

"Not yet, a few more minutes"

"But they'll be here soon what if they-"

Draco didn't care. All he cared about was making sure he and Harry were lying there for as long as they could before they were interrupted. That's why, to shut Harry up he kissed him roughly and mumbled:

"Do be quiet, otherwise I shall have to pin you down and close that hole of yours for you"

"Is that a threat?"

"Threat? Never, more like a proposition..."

They were lying on Draco's bed in their private dorm waiting for their friends to turn up.

Harry had arranged for Hermione and Ron to come down to spend some time with him and Draco had invited Blaise to talk about Quidditch...that was the initial idea anyway, Blaise had told Pansy who had invited herself along.

So their dorm was going to be pretty full, hopefully the separate houses would ignore each other rather than bicker.

It had been nearly a week and a half since Draco and Harry had finally got their acts together and given in to temptation. Draco was instantly better after that and had discharged himself from the hospital wing so he could be with Harry more often.

Harry had apologized to Draco properly about not showing him the letters and showed him every single one he had received.

The twins we still not found and everyone was becoming increasingly concerned. They had been without a proper meal now for an extremely long time and things were beginning to get desperate. Harry and Draco had gone up to see Dumbledore on numerous occasions to try and get him to let them help, to no avail. He was adamant that Draco should not leave the school, especially now he was unarmed and vulnerable.

They understood this but were becoming increasingly frustrated.

But they had each other to help them forget things for a few hours a day. They spent their time working out other ways for Draco to get his magic back or any kind of defensive spell he could do with his wand that would at least protect him but there was nothing that they had found so far.

They sometimes just spent hours talking in their room, kissing and lying together for comfort being happy to be in the others company. It was no surprise that only after a week they had already slept together at least twice.

They would send private little notes in classes that Harry would charm so no one else could read them. Draco, obviously, never had much to do in classes and so busied himself with staring at Harry, who was quite blatantly staring back.

It was difficult to be together without people suspecting they were even friends. The amount of times they had nearly been caught was steadily growing to a number beyond all reckoning and everyone had noticed that the pair were acting weirdly nowadays, always seeming starry eyed, smiling (a rare trait for the Slytherin), and generally being in good moods. Hermione and Ron had noticed that Harry was always avoiding questions, running around looking flushed or aggravated. They would knock on his room door and they would hear bangs and shouts before Harry managed to stagger to the door looking ruffled and very pink. Draco would always be sitting on his bed reading, looking amused or just ignoring them all.

Blaise and the rest of Draco's house had noticed him staring into space, not concentrating and generally being out of it 24/7. They put it down to the depression of losing his magic to unknown causes (no one had obviously been told the real reason) and never even considered the fact that he was hopelessly in love. Ah, the narrow mindedness of Slytherins!

So the past week and a half was spent sneaking around their friends and teachers, finding small amounts of time where ever they could to see each other between classes and trying their best not to think about Alex and Willow.

Hermione and Ron were spending the last few minutes before leaving to get to Harry's dorm curled up on the sofa in front of the fire. They were discussing the weirdness of their friend and deciding what could be wrong.

At the same time in the dungeons, Blaise and Pansy were unknowingly doing the exact same thing about Draco.

"What do you think is wrong with him?" Pansy asked, fiddling with the leather chairs

"I don't know, I expected him to be in a foul mood about this magic thing but he just seems kinda, I dunno, quietly ecstatic."

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"Its odd" Hermione said to Ron, "He isn't his usual self"

"I know, he hardly ever wants to go and fly with me anymore. Im starting to feel slightly neglected" Ron sighed

"He just isn't our Harry"

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"Well you're right there, he isn't acting like Draco at all" Blaise replied motioning with his hands, "I think we need to snap him out of it. Throw something cold over him. That should do it"

"No, its more than that. He barely notices now when I speak to him. This is going to take more than a cold bucket of water"

"He never noticed when you spoke to him before, Pans"

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"Maybe the Twins thing is getting to him, I know he misses them" Hermione added

"I think its Malfoy, he's always been a prat. Now he has Harry all to himself who knows what he's been doing to him in that dorm. They shouldn't be left alone together, its against the rule of nature"

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"I think its Potter, you know they hate each other. It cruel to put them in the same dorm. Alone."

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"I don't think its Malfoy you know Ron. Or at least, I don't think he's being a prat anyway"

"What else could it be"

"I have a feeling it goes deeper than just what's on the surface. I think there is more than what we see or what we WANT to see"

"What? You think Harry and Malfoy are friends or something?" Ron said narrowing his eyes

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"I don't think its Potter. Draco wouldn't bother to care"

"Maybe they are having illicit relations" Blaise snorted and rolled off the sofa in a fit of giggles

"Blaise that's gross don't joke about things like that"

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"Harry would tell us" Ron laughed nervously "He hates Malfoy"

"Maybe he doesn't anymore" Hermione added regretfully

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"Draco would be constantly Bitching, you know what he's like. It cant be anything to do with the Gryffindor Scum" Pansy sniffed checking her perfect nails before going back to picking at the leather

"Ah but he has been slacking recently...even his father has noticed..." Blaise replied, remembering the bit of paper he found in between Draco's notes

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"But it fits Ron, as much as we hate it! Every time we mention him he runs off, or avoids the question. He hasn't said a bad word about him in so long. Don't you see? He doesn't want to tell us because he's scared of our reaction"

"No Herm, stop RIGHT there. I have had enough of this conversation already. Harry and Malfoy are NOT friends ok? Lets just leave it at that. We have to get going now anyway"

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"Well...they must have been spending a lot of time together recently. Ew, what if they're like...friends or something"

Blaise cackled and replied with "Pansy you really are dumb. Come on, we're gunna be late. Malfoy and Potter, friends! Now I've heard it all!"

And with that, both parties left their dorms and headed for the Potter/Malfoy territory.

"Oh Merlin you're joking?"

"No, I'm happy to say I'm not. They were found along the railway track some miles down. Im amazed how well they have kept themselves."

Dumbledore's head had appeared in the fireplace, luckily, some minutes after the pair had finally unstuck themselves from each other. Harry would have hated to explain what they had been doing to their headmaster, of all people.

"So they're safe? They're OK?" Draco was grinning from ear to ear. The news was fantastic. Forget Quidditch, there was going to be a party instead.

"They are safe Mr. Malfoy, malnourished as you can imagine, but safe"

There was a knock at the door then, and Hermione and Ron strolled into the room.

"I shall leave you all to your business, I'm sure you have a lot to be getting on with" and Dumbledore winked as his head disappeared out of the fireplace.

"What was all that about?" Ron asked, settling himself in a chair by Harry's bed, blatantly ignoring Draco.

"The Twins" Harry smiled, "They found them!"

"Oh that's wonderful!" Hermione replied happily, squeezing next to Ron

"That's right Gryffindorks, so no boring old talking tonight. We have some celebrating to do! Draco had been rummaging in a cupboard by his bed and had produced a few bottles of Fire Whisky. He handed one to Harry who took it and then he offered one to Ron who stared at it as if it was from another world altogether

"What? You expect me to take this from you? You of all people are handing me a bottle of God Knows What and you expect me to willingly drink it-"

"Shut up Ron" Harry laughed as Draco dropped the bottle in Ron's lap and stalked off to get some more out of his store.

Blaise and Pansy turned up soon after and by then Ron had loosened up and was much less hostile. So much so both houses were able to have a good night, celebrating together (even though Blaise and Pansy had no clue WHAT they were celebrating).

By the end of the night, nearing 1am, Ron was nicely drunk and was carted back to his dorm by Hermione who was slightly tipsy herself.

Blaise and Pansy stayed a while longer and chatted to Draco while Harry went and had a shower. Blaise was slaughtered but the rest were relatively sober. They left when Blaise had passed out for the third time in the middle of a sentence and Pansy had began to drag him out of the door.

Just as it shut behind them Harry emerged from the bathroom.

"Nice timing" Draco smiled turning from the door to look at Harry

"I was listening at the door to make sure they left" Harry chuckled walking over to the bed and standing next to it looking for his night things "I don't fancy being attacked by drunk Slytherins when I'm only wearing a towel"

Which is exactly what he was wearing, and a short one at that. Water was sliding down off his hair onto his body and he was dripping over the carpet, but that wasn't why Draco gulped and began taking deep breaths to calm himself. Harry half naked always did this to him. Hell! HARRY always did this to him!

"They wont murder you, you know" he managed to reply

"You didn't see the looks Zabini was sending me"

Draco had suddenly remembered that Harry was his!

"What Luck!" he mused to himself, inwardly grinning

With this realization he automatically got up and walked steadily over to where Harry was, still in his towel dripping wet. He stopped behind him and snaked his arms around his waist and had begun kissing his neck, licking off any stray water droplets that happened to get in his way.

"You know..." Harry carried on, but turned in Draco's arms to face him "Going on recent trends you should be wary of Blaise. From my experience Slytherins who send me death glares and hate me have a habit of seducing me when I'm vulnerable"

Draco snorted but didn't stop and moved upwards to capture Harry's lips in a bruising kiss.

"I don't like this towel on you. Its too green, too Slytherin" Draco commented when the kiss ended, running his fingers along the hem and lightly stroking Harry's stomach in the process

"Ah, but I could be considered half Slytherin now"

"HA! You? Slytherin? Never!"

"Im serious! I was nearly put in Slytherin you know, but I asked the Sorting Hat not to" Harry remembered and suddenly regretted that decision for the first time in his life. He had been missing out BIG TIME!

Draco just gave him a questioning look, half smiling and pushed Harry backwards onto the bed. He climbed on top of him but before he leant in for another kiss he donned a thoughtful expression and said:

"I was nearly put in Hufflepuff you know. But the Sorting Hat was scared of the Mortality Rate"

Harry just shook his head and pulled Draco down to wipe that silly smirk off his features.

Harry's hands travelled up Draco's shirt and reached a point where he was able to pull it over his head.

"MmmMMmm!" Draco tried to speak but also trying not to bite Harry's tongue at the same time which made speaking impossible.

Harry pulled away

"Eh?"

"I said 'Hang on, shirt!'" Draco repeated pulling it over his head and not waiting for a response from Harry before continuing.

Draco shuffled into a better position on top of Harry then, and rested his weight gently on him as his hands travelled over his torso and shoulders. Harry's hand tangled itself in his blonde locks and the other fell to his jean buttons which were now slowly being undone.

Draco meanwhile was putting Harry's earlobe to good use, something which made Harry squirm. He pulled away when Harry made a noise of protest and looked at him

"Still not liking the tow-UMPH!"

Harry flipped Draco onto his back and slid the tight trousers over his hips, making sure to let his fingers trail softly over his thigh. Draco shivered and wound his legs around Harry's waist as soon as they were free.

"Yours first. Then mine" Harry grinned as his hands slid into the waistband of his black boxers and over his bare hips. Draco untangled his legs and let Harry tease the fabric off in the same fashion he had his jeans.

Draco's clothes were now piled at the end of the bed and Harry liked them there!

"Now yours" Draco growled and he attacked the towel, ripping it off in one quick movement. In the same movement Harry kissed Draco with an intensity that frightened him. He had missed the point where Draco had become something he NEEDED rather than something he wanted.

Harry took in Draco's appearance, his hair, his flushed cheeks, his defined chest and arm muscles and his erection that stood proudly waiting to be seen to. He was waiting patiently enough but Harry could tell he was nearing the desperate stage. He had to ask though, for his own sanity. Draco could wait a few more seconds. Any longer and Harry himself would be fit to burst.

"How do you know when you go from wanting someone to needing them?"

Draco swallowed and smiled faintly

"When you can be this close to the thing you want, and know that's its where you are needed most."

Harry couldn't decide if that was MEANT as a hint or Draco knew he was being clever by being cute and giving a hint at the same time.

"OK I get the hint, answer the question properly later"

Draco smiled "Hint? What hint?"

Hermione and Ron took nearly 45 minutes getting up to the Tower undetected. Mainly due to the fact they were both misinterpreting the volume of their voices and were continually whispering louder than they intended to.

It was early morning now, and despite the fact she had had an extremely late drunken evening she was still awake at the crack of dawn, working, as always.

She was sitting by the window watching through the misted window, the tiny Hufflepuff figures sweep quickly across the Quidditch field. She laughed to herself:

"Whoever came up with the idea that beating Gryffindor meant getting up to train before even the teachers were up was loopy"

She placed her book down on the window sill and was about to get up when Hedwig landed outside and began tapping at the glass.

She opened the window and she flew past her, bringing a cold gust of wind with her.

Hermione watched as the snowy owl fluttered about the common room frantically, a small envelope attached to her leg. She caught the bird carefully and calmed her before looking at the note.

It was addressed to Harry and had the word URGENT plastered across the front, in bold letters. It looked like Lupin's handwriting.

The only thing Hermione thought of as she rushed down to find Harry in his dorm was the twins and hoped against hope they were still safe.

Harry smiled lazily to himself as he felt consciousness dawn on him that morning. He could smell Draco, hear Draco, feel Draco, taste Draco...all he needed to do was open an eye and he would be able to see Draco. Draco, Draco, Draco. He was flooding his senses like he did every morning and that was something that gave Harry the high he had been on ever since they had gotten together. He knew once Draco was gone, like he was going to be one day, he wouldn't be able to get up without feeling that same high everyday. Draco made his world go round.

He sighed and shuffled closer into Draco's embrace, wanting more of his warmth and hoping that they would never have to move. It was, after all, a Saturday.

"Stop fidgeting, if you get any closer you'll be squashing me" Draco mumbled into the pillow wrapping his free arm around Harry and locking them together even tighter.

Harry just grunted and nuzzled into Draco's neck.

They lay like that for a few minutes longer until Draco gave up on sleep and began to rub Harry's back gently to try and wake him.

"Mmmm" Harry grunted in reply to Draco's massage. This spurred him on and he slid from Harry's arms and straddled his back, still rubbing his back firmly with his fingers.

"You need to loosen up"

"Isn't that what EVERYONE says when they are giving someone a back rub?"

Draco didn't reply, he had moved to kissing Harry's back instead of rubbing it and Harry decided this was what he much preferred.

Harry was enjoying this wake up call so much he didn't hear the door slam open, and neither did Draco. They both mindlessly carried on, and it was only when Harry turned over and leant up to kiss Draco properly did he hear a muffled "Oh my god! I'm so sorry Malfoy-"

Harry Mmmmm!ed into the kiss and Draco broke away and turned around, trying to protect the view of Harry. Draco knew who it was, he knew they had been caught.

"Its uh OK Granger. Just uh...leave now? Maybe?" he called over his shoulder

"I really am sorry, but I need to give this to Harry. Its from Lupin. Its Urgent. Do you know where he is?"

Hermione couldn't see Harry, and so assumed that Draco was with some random Slytherin. Draco looked at Harry and both were deciding whether to give themselves up for the letter or get it later and hope Hermione went away. The latter was looking good when Hermione made the wrong decision for them.

"I'll just leave it here, its REALLY important it gets to him though, I read it on the way down. I don't have time to find him and tell him, I'm going to see Dumbledore...just make sure he gets it...SOON!" she walked across the room, around the side of the bed, making a point of not to look at who Draco was with or what they were doing so she could put the letter on the table. Both Harry and Draco instantly shouted "NO!" which made Hermione look up in shock.

Upon seeing Harry pinned underneath Draco her face seemed to go colourless in seconds. She stopped moving and all embarrassment of walking in on Draco was gone, turned into total shock at walking in on her worst enemy and her best friend.

"Wha..."

"Ohhh, um...hi...Herm" Harry swallowed hard. He was suddenly very well aware of his nakedness underneath the sheet and that it was pretty damn obvious what they were up to since neither had a shirt on and there was a huge red mark on Harry's chest. Not to mention the fact Draco was straddling him and Hermione had caught Draco kissing someone. Now that someone was Harry, and Hermione didn't look pleased. He realized he still had a hand on Draco's chest and he quickly removed it and covered his face with it. Draco was as lost for words as the others were. He was still sitting on Harry, pinning him to the bed and he was just glad the sheet was covering them both so well.

"Please either of you tell me I'm hallucinating" Hermione choked out, barely at a whisper.

Silence.

"No? Neither of you are denying it then?"

Still silence.

"I...have to get out of here. I cant...I need some air...or something"

Hermione dropped the letter and began walking back towards the door. Harry couldn't let her leave like this, he had to say something in his defense.

He began to shuffle into a sitting position and when Draco had rolled off him he jumped out of the bed, taking the sheet for his dignity, and managed to make it to the door before Hermione could walk out.

"Wait, don't...let me just-"

"Don't say you need to explain Harry, don't insult my intelligence by lying or trying to worm your way out of this"

"I wasn't going to! I-"

"You are a liar Harry. You lied to your best friends. Of all people, you lied to us." She looked down at his sheet covered form, noticing the marks on his body, the sticky mess on the lower part of his stomach. She hated him at that moment, but not as much as she hated Draco. He had taken her Harry away, he had been so quiet and distant the past few months and she couldn't work out why. And now it all fitted. She couldn't understand why she didn't see it, see the looks they sent each other, the notes they passed, the time they spent. It was all too much new information making sense all at once. "I mean, I kinda guessed you didn't hate each other anymore, but THIS? This is just..."

"I...I didn't-"

"Just don't Harry. Don't speak to me for a while"

She made a move to get round him but he blocked her path, still looking for something to say.

"I wanted to tell you" he managed to say "I did. I- really...I didn't know what I wanted. We haven't been together long. Only two weeks really..."

"Harry, save the details"

"No you HAVE to listen to me" he shouted, becoming agitated. Draco had found his boxers in the mean time and was now beside Harry at the door, comforting him and standing up for him. He clasped his hand in his own and this seemed to give Harry the energy to carry on.

"I didn't think it was fair to tell you, I thought that I could tell you when the twins came home. It was for the best Herm!"

"Maybe you thought so, but the truth is you lied. You chose him over us. Our enemy Harry, someone we HATE. Someone who has made our lives hell, and now...now you're just going to forget what he called me, what he said to Ron, all the things he did? What is it Harry? Please tell me its just great sex and nothing else...please...I can deal with that"

"I cant say that" Harry replied quietly, looking at the floor and feeling Draco's hand tighten "I wont say that because it isn't true. You want the truth? Here it is, I love him. And I haven't forgotten what he did, but I can forgive Hermione."

Hermione snorted in contempt and pushed past them both out into the hallway. She turned as she was about to leave and said:

"The Twins were taken, by the way. Death Eaters caught up with the Order just after we received their owl last night. Just thought you'd like to know"

And she stormed off down the corridor leaving Draco to console Harry, any way he knew how.

Hello hello! I was drunk and forgot to update.....sorry. Only a day late! No one can hit me.

Tell me if this was just totally corny and i shud just do it again. And confusing, was the Hermione/Ron, Blaise/Pansy thing too much? Buh oh well...

OK well i havent quite finished the next chapter yet cowers but i know whats happening so i can give you a hint. We go back to Alex and Willow for a bit, then i was being harrassed to write so the next bit is a bit rushed but we are following the Order again and something kinda BAD happens, Harry and Draco have to make a quick decision but they leave a memory of themselves for everyone to find.

DADA! wonderful eh? this is all coming to an end unfortunately, only 5 more chapters. OK so quite a bit left.

Thank you for my reviews. i love you all!

Jesus im tired. Oh well, SHOPPING 2morro!!

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