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Title: You Make Me Complete

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Rating: R

Genre: Romance/Humor

Summary: Harry wants to tell you about his life so far.

A/N: Hello, again! I'm so, so sorry for not updating for so long! But I've been very busy, and haven't been at home much! So at first it took me forever to send this to my beta, and then my internet crashed, and was gone for what felt like a million days; it was awful! Then my mother was a true Hero and helped my beloved computer to get well! Thank God! So I hope you can forgive me about taking such a long time updating this!

Okay, some thank you's to the wonderful reviewers.

Caz Malfoy- Thank you for both reviewing the last chapter and for betaing:ing all of my chapters! I don't want to nag, but your help is really, really invaluable! And thank you for your little "questionnaire", it was really funny to read and to answer!

MalfoySnogger- I know you reviewed Chapter 4, but I think I added Chapter 5 at the same time you reviewed the previous chapter, so I hadn't seen it before! I'm truly, truly sorry about not thanking you for reviewing the last chapter! I hope you can forgive my clumsiness! So thank you for your WONDERFUL reviews! It was so adorable, just... amazing! It was absolutely lovely to read how much you liked my story!

Reika- Yes, they finally kissed! I'm glad you liked it, and it will be some more Harry/Draco "action" in this, so I hope you'll like this Chapter too! Thank you for your continuing support! It means so much to me!

NayNamic- I'm so glad you love it! Thank you for your review!

Ange de melancolie- Well, here's more! Harry/Draco is my all time favourite pairing, too! I hope you'll like this chapter as much as the others!

RaynieceMalfoy- Thank you so much! I kinda like the ear-thing too. - grins - I'm sorry for taking so long to update, but hopefully you'll read and like this anyway. Thank you, again!

Vici0usRebl- tack, tack, tack, igen! Jag blir alldeles lycklig av att du blir glad av att läsa den! Hoppas att du gillar det här kapitlet också! Vad kul att du tycker jag är bra på att skriva; det är sånt man skriver för att höra! Förlåt igen för att det tog sån tid att uppdatera!

lily day- Thank you! The Voldemort thing will come in about two chapters or so, I think. I'm so glad you love it, It means so much to me!

Trinity- Yes, they kissed:D I hope you'll keep reading and will continue enjoy this story!

And thank you: Milady Goddess and Ralle, who reviewed earlier chapters!

And without further ado, I'll bring to you:

Chapter 6
It came as a shock

Our relationship was an entire secret for one week exactly, then we told Ron and Hermione. Actually, we didn't exactly tell them. They sort of, found out on their own.

It was a Hogsmeade weekend and Draco and I decided that we would stay at school, to have some private time. Even the 1st and 2nd years would be allowed to go this Saturday, for some reason or other, so we would have the whole Gryffindor tower to ourselves. I wasn't paying attention when they told us why the little midgets get to go, as Draco was looking incredibly fetching over by the Slytherin table.

So the plan was to wait until everyone was away, and then we could do whatever we wanted.

I think Ron and Hermione had been thinking along the same lines.

Draco came early to the Gryffindor common room. He sat and waited when I came down the stairs about 9. He had the password to the Gryffindor tower, because no one minded that Draco was here so much. And they preferred that he let himself in, rather than having to open the portrait for him all the time.

Dumbledore had been and talked to all the Gryffindor's in our common room, one night, and explained to everyone that Draco had been disowned by his father, and refused to become a death eater. Everyone went along to give Draco the password to the portrait of The Fat Lady, figuring that if The-Boy-Who-Lived and Dumbledore seemed to trust him, then they could too.

Many of my friends and fellow Gryffindor's were afraid of Draco, as he was very witty, and sometimes... well, was a real ass.

The ones who had dared to talk to him often thought that he was rather funny, in a sarcastic, sadistic sort of way. Seamus especially enjoyed his company, as ha was one of the few who were able to come up with equally witty repartee's back.

Anyway, there were a few students up already, so we couldn't kiss or anything, and instead we sat down at a round little table, and played some chess.

He caressed my calf up and down under the table with his foot, as one by one, the other students went to Hogsmeade, and around 11.30 everyone, including Ron and Hermione, had gone.

Hermione smiled at us and said goodbye, but Ron just grumbled something under his breath, as he was still pissed with Draco, about what he had said to me in the corridor during our fight. I had told Ron that it was okay, and that we had worked it out. But Ron is one of the most stubborn people I know, and he didn't care about what I said.

When everyone was gone Draco smirked, raised one of his amazingly elegant eyebrows, and said, "Mr Potter?"

"Yes, Mr Malfoy?" I answered as sweetly as I could manage, smiling back at him.

"That couch looks very comfortable. Don't you think?" He asked, and smiled innocently.

"Maybe it does. Why? What are you suggesting?" I grinned back at him.

"Oh, I don't know. Can you think of something we can do? All alone, on a nice cosy sofa?" he said, as he took my hand and pulled me to him, and walked slowly backwards, towards the sofa.

"Nope. Not a thing." I said and stepped away from him, holding a straight face. How I love to tease him!

"You're mean. You are really evil, you know that?" He smiled, took one step forwards, closing the gap between us. He leaned closer to me. I could feel his breath tickle my face. I closed my eyes.

"Really, really, mean." He breathed just inches in my face. His lips brushed my cheek as he whispered.

He whirled me around, and pushed me down on the couch. Then he just looked at me. Just eyed me, from head to toe. I really don't like it when people stare at me, but with him it was different. It made me feel, I don't know... Loved. We hadn't actually said that to each other, but I felt like that anyway.

Then, all of a sudden, he just jumped on top of me.

"Ouch!" I said, sounding kind of pressured, as his weight pressed against my stomach.

"Sorry. Am I heavy?" he asked, a devilish smile playing on his lips.

"No. Just so sudden." I answered.

"Well, what can I say? I just couldn't stop myself when you're looking like this,"

I had no time to answer before his lips were all over mine.

He kissed me on my whole face, on my neck, my nose, and he spent quite some time on my ears, which I didn't mind.

Once again, he had unbuttoned my whole shirt without me noticing. I just realised it when he started to place kisses on my collarbones, my chest and around the navel.

I knew that Draco wanted more than just kisses, but we had talked about it, and he knew that I wasn't ready yet. So I knew that he wouldn't push it any further than this.

He went back to my mouth slowly, tracing small, light kisses on the way. Against my mouth he whispered, "Harry... You don't know how long I've wanted this. Wanted you."

I didn't know what to say; I just kissed him, with all I had.

His whole body was pressed against mine now, and he tousled my hair, caressed my face, while I did the same to him.

He was so wonderful, so tender. He put everything in every kiss, in every touch.

I loved him so much, even back then.

I never thought it was possible to love anyone so much. But I love him even more today, of all days.

I can't put into words how much he means to me. It feels too small to say that I love him more than my own life. He is so important to me, I just can't explain it, really... he just... is.

He was kissing me right under the ear, and I gave a loud whimper and, SWOSH! The portrait hole opened, and I heard "Harry! Are you here?" It was Ron's voice.

"Crap," Draco breathed in my ear, before he kissed it lightly and then lifted his head and turned it to rest his forehead on mine.

"Shit," I whispered back. I don't know it was because we were interrupted, or if it was because Ron now was going to find out about us. In a way that wasn't a good way. It was more a very, very bad way.

"Harry?"

Make that Ron and Hermione will find out about us in about 15 seconds.

I felt Draco tense up over me, and then his stomach started to bump up and down. He was laughing! The bastard was laughing!

I should've been outraged. Of all the nerve... he was laughing! This wasn't funny, not at all. Ron wouldn't be too happy (understatement of the year), and I had no idea about how Hermione was going to take the news. But I couldn't help it. I felt the laughter inside me too.

'Oh My God! Ron's going to kill me!' I thought, slightly panicked.

"He's not here, Ron. Maybe he's somewhere with Draco?"

This was a disaster. Of course we were going to tell them about us soon - but not like this! Definitely not like this.

Even though I really didn't want to, Draco and me started to chuckle.

After about two seconds, Hermione peeked over the sofa, "Hello, you two!" she said, smiling down at us.

"Is it Harry? Who else's there? What are they doing?" Ron said, walking over to us, looking over the sofa. When he saw us he looked like he was about to faint.

'Oh God!' Panic.

"Uhm, Hi." I said carefully, not daring to smile, but instead I gave a silly wave.

"Hello there!" Draco said, beaming at Hermione.

It was no point in trying to explain what we were doing, or to try and talk it away. It was pretty obvious what we had been doing before we were interrupted. My shirt was off, our lips swollen, we had both very dazed expressions, and were breathing fast. My hair was even messier than usual, and Draco's usually sleeked back hair was not as neat anymore.

Hermione beamed back at us, and Ron... Ron was looking horrified, and was backing away from us, making a somewhat strangled sound.

"Ron?" I asked, sitting up so quickly that Draco almost fell from my lap, so I had to catch him by putting my arms around his waist.

"Gah," Ron answered, looking slightly green.

I pushed Draco away from me gently, and slid out of the sofa.

"Ron," I tried again, stepping towards him. He backed away even more, looking at my bare chest. His eyes fell on a hickey that Draco had done, right below my navel.

"Uh," he gasped, and he looked really, really disgusted now.

"Please, Ron... Listen to me... I... What are you thinking?" My brain was at a complete blank. I couldn't form any kind of rational thoughts, I couldn't come up with anything to say.

"Harry! Why him? Of all people. Maybe he's changed and maybe he's not as bad as he used to be, but... It's Malfoy! Couldn't you have chosen someone else! Seamus, Justin Finch- Fletchley, Colin Creevey," I flinched at the name, and he stopped when he saw my disgusted expression. "Okay, maybe not Colin. But someone else! This is fucking Malfoy!"

"RONALD WEASLEY!" Hermione bellowed. "Do not, and I mean NOT say that word in my presence. You know how much I hate it!"

"Oh, 'Mione, I'm sorry!" He said, stepping to his girlfriend, and took her hand, in apology, before he continued. "But it's Malfoy!" he said the name very clearly, like he didn't believe we really had noticed who this horrid person was.

Then Hermione's strictest voice roared again, "Harry. Put your shirt back on, and then you and Ron will go to your dorm and talk. Alone," she looked pointedly at Draco.

Draco stood and bit his lower lip, with a concerned look in his eyes, looking at me.

"But, Hermione..." Ron tried, but she cut him off again.

"No, you will talk. Right now." She didn't have to yell, or even snarl at us. She only glared dangerously, and all three of us knew better than to argue with her when she looked like that.

I went to get my shirt, which Draco was holding out for me. I buttoned it, and Draco gave me an encouraging look, which went straight to my heart. Then I went towards the stairs that led up to our dorm. When I was at the stairs, I saw that Ron stood like he was frozen to the spot; he hadn't moved at all.

"Ron?" I asked, yet again.

"Ron!" Hermione said sternly, and pushed him towards the stairs.

As I went up, I saw in the corner of my eye that Draco walked towards us, but Hermione caught him in his sleeve and whispered something to him, I don't know what, though.

When we were in the room, it was deadly quiet.

For about 5-10 minutes we didn't say anything at all, but then, we said at exactly the same second. "Harry,", "Ron,".

"You first!"

"Okay,"

"Sorry!"

After that very awkward moment Ron, however, started to talk.

"When did THIS happen? Have you been hiding this for a whole year?" He didn't sound disgusted now. Only mad as hell.

"No. Ron, It's not like that at all," I stuttered as I continued. "Ron... I...We... We haven't been together. Just from last week. After our fight we talked, and made up... and then he kissed me."

"Stop! I don't want to hear that!"

"Ron, you don't have to yell at me," I said quietly, to try and calm him down. And to keep myself from start yelling back.

"I DO SO HAVE TO YELL AT YOU!" He bellowed. He was furious.

"Oh God." I whispered to myself, as I curled up in my bed, pulled up my legs, rested my head on my knees, and had my hands over my head. This wasn't good. This was a disaster.

"Have you slept with him?" He asked, sounding absolutely crazy.

I snapped up my head, and looked at him, in horror. "I don't have to answer that. It's none of your business!" I said as calmly as I could manage.

"So you HAVE!" He continued yelling at me.

"NO!" I yelled. "I haven't!"

"Thank God!" He was shaking with anger, and he was pacing around the room the whole time.

Ron continued to yell at me, "You are a bloody moron! Even if you haven't been to... toge... together, for long, you haven't been honest with me about other things!"

I looked up, and asked "What? What haven't I been honest about? Draco and me haven't. I didn't lie! Give me a bit more credit than that!"

"This is not only about him! You haven't... Why didn't you? I bet you have told Hermione! I thought we were best friends, Harry!" He wasn't yelling anymore. He looked... hurt now, almost whispering the words.

"But I have told you everything," I said, completely confused.

"Yeah, right! I was so expecting to see you and Malfoy on the couch!"

"What? You said this wasn't about him!" I was totally bewildered, and I couldn't see his point.

"Aren't we friends anymore? Is it just 'Draco' now, or what?" I heard it in his voice again- how hurt and betrayed he felt. I still didn't understand why.

And, actually, I really wanted Draco there with me in that moment. I wanted him to be there, holding my hands, just touching me, and giving me his strength. But this wasn't the time. I had to clear things with Ron now. By myself.

"Ron? What are you on about? I have told you everything! Can't you tell me what you mean?"

He stared at me, looking frightened, but started to speak, "Why haven't you told me... that you... that you are... that you're gay, Harry!"

"But I'm no..." I hadn't even finished the sentence, as I gasped. ' SHIT, SHIT, SHIT!' I'm gay!

I like Draco. He is a guy. That means that I'm Gay, Right? 'SHIT!' I hadn't thought about that at all. I'm Gay! It came as somewhat of a shock. Talk about epiphany.

I was interrupted in my thoughts as Ron said, "Harry! Are you even listening to me! Do you care about what I'm saying at all?"

"Yes. Ron! I'm so sorry!" I said looking up at him "Ron, I promise, I hadn't even realised that I was... That I am... Gay. I'm not even sure... I mean... Cho... You have to believe me! I hadn't thought about it that way at all..." I was talking slowly, trying to make sense of all the different thought and emotions which were running through me.

"Yeah. It's a real hard thing to remember, isn't it? When did you start to be interested in guys, anyway?" He asked, sitting down on his own bed. He had understood that I was in shock, so he wasn't angry anymore, he just looked a little bit sick. I'm not sure it was an improvement, but I think it was, as he wasn't yelling at me anymore. But certainly, I didn't like my best friend being sick because of me.

"I don't think I ever did before I started to have this feelings for Draco. It was around Christmas, but I didn't realize what these feelings really meant until a week ago, Ron. You have to believe me! I hadn't thought about this!"

"Okay, I guess." He said. He didn't look at me.

"Ron. Do you have problem with me, being gay?" It felt very weird to say that.

"I... I think I do." he said, still didn't looking at me.

"What?" I whispered, as I felt the Earth disappear under me, and my heart sunk down to my feet. My best friend hated me. He wouldn't be my best friend anymore. The first friend I ever had was going to leave me.

"Don't get me wrong! I... I still think you are the best friend I could have! I didn't mean it like that!" Ron paused, "I just have to... adjust a little. I was so shocked. I would never have believed it if I hadn't actually seen it. It is hard for me to understand, but if you give me some time, I will try!"

There were silence for a few minutes, and then Ron took a deep breath.

"Harry, the worst part was that I felt so... left out. Hermione wasn't shocked at all when she saw you. She just smiled, and... I thought she knew. Did she?"

"No." I said dryly. "No, she didn't."

"Oh. Okay." Ron looked down at his hands, "But it was pretty obvious this wasn't the first time you did something... like that. With him. And it felt like everyone knew, except me. Like you couln't be bothered to tell me- like you didn't trust me enough to tell me." He sighed, "You probably think I'm an idiot now."

"Thank you, Ron. But I've always thought of you as a bit of an ass, anyway," I tried to joke, to see if we were as we were before. To see if it was possible to joke with him, still.

"So are you," He smiled slightly.

I let out a breath of relief, as I now knew that he would accept me. And Draco. Us. Eventually.

"Harry," said Ron carefully, "I just need to ask you for one thing. Please don't do, you know, stuff, with Malfoy when I'm around. Please."

"Yeah, okay. And I have to ask you to not tell anyone about Draco and me. It would be dangerous if too many knew about us, right now."

"Your secret's safe with me, mate."

I smiled at him.

When we had cleared that out, we went back to the common room. A few people had already come back, and Hermione and Draco looked worried as we went down the stairs. I gave Draco and Hermione a weak smile as we came down, and, tired as it were, it assured them, and I saw them both relax.

I explained for Draco later what Ron had asked for, and though he wasn't very happy with it he went along. He accepted it for I asked him to. And that meant so much to me.

Draco just stroked back my hair from my eyes from time to time in front of Ron, mostly to tease him. I didn't want to tease Ron. Much. Just a little.

But Draco did do as I wished, and we kissed just when we were alone, and sometimes if it was just Hermione we could, she didn't mind at all. She seemed very happy for us, actually.

End chapter six