Disclamer: Not mine, I only play with them.

AN: This one just came to me and I have to put it down, I haven't felt like doing much writing lately so my other stories are on hold until I get my muses back. I would also point out this isn't one of my best stories but the fact that I'm writing again is a big thing so hopefully I can get to my other fics soon.


"Why do you hate him?" Harry asked his boyfriend of the last two years. Two years no one knew about, not yet at least. Harry had killed Lord Voldemort for the last time freeing the world just months before so he had no reason to hide his relationship but he liked having something that was just his.

"It doesn't matter I just do." Draco replied not meeting Harry's eyes, he didn't want to talk about this, not now not ever. The thin blond stood walking from the bed they had been resting on to the window a few feet away.

"I want to know Draco, tell me. Please." Harry was getting more and more distressed, he hated it when Draco kept things from him.

"I'll tell you when I'm ready to Harry, I can't not yet."

"Okay," Harry said softly standing himself and curling around his lover, one of the things he loved about Draco was they were the same height and build, he didn't feel short or to thin around the only person who truly knew him.

"Just remember you can tell me anything."

Harry was sleeping, Draco made sure of it before he let his thoughts drift back to a time long ago, when he first met his love, his Harry, his everything.

/flashback/

Draco smiled to himself as a boy his age with too big clothes and sparking green eyes left. He wanted that boy as his friend, he wanted to take him home and spoil him, give him everything he could. Because when Draco Malfoy wanted something he always got it and so would his new friend.

He knew he'd been a bit cold but he'd been scared, Draco didn't know anyone other then his father and mother and Severus, but he had a friend, or at least would soon. After all Draco always got what he wanted.

The Malfoy heir met the boy again this time on the way to Hogwarts. He'd spent all day searching for him with his two bodyguards. He didn't care for them but his father told him they would keep him safe. Lucius Malfoy always kept his son safe.

Draco hid his grin when he found out the boy he claimed as his was Harry Potter! Father would be so pleased. Only things didn't work out, Harry Potter didn't want him as a friend, which for the spoiled Draco was impossible, Draco didn't smile anymore, he didn't have a reason to.

/end flashback/

Draco held his tears back, that day Harry had ripped out his heart, broke him into pieces. He stayed that way for six years, six years before Harry Potter came back and put him together again. After all the only one who could fix him had to be the one who broke him to being with.

The blonde's head snapped to Harry's prone from as he stirred rolling over to smile sleepily at his boyfriend.

"Draco come here." He sounded concerned, Harry could see tear tracks in the moonlight. He didn't want to see Draco cry. Harry held his arms open letting Draco climb into them and settle next to Harry on the soft bed.

"What's wrong Angel?" Harry asked using the nickname he had given Draco after comparing him to a fallen Angel on night.

"Nothings wrong Harry." The blond said sniffling, he knew Harry knew something was wrong but as always he was going to give the teen a hard time.

"Ah, ah, ah, no lying to me my love, what is it?" A tan hand came up to run through cornsilk hair trying to calm down Draco.

Draco snuggled closer resting his head on Harry's chest listening to the soft pounding of Harry's' heart for what felt like forever before he spoke again.

"I hate him because I found you first."