OK...SOULMATES: Where we come from soulmates is used as a term for two people who are meant to be together...all lovey dovey...and MERLIN: They always say Merlin in the book...wizards can't say GOD...they're wizards...but if you can think of anything else we'd love to hear it...it does get a bit repetitive...we found it weird when writing at first! lol Again we thank you for your reviews as they are v. helpful and informative...keep reading, keep reviewing. love you all, love the two dragon lovers xxx

Hearts Touch, Souls Meet

Ron gasped in horror. Hermione walked over to try and comfort him.

"Honestly, Ron, I would have thought that you'd have figured it out by now."

"You could have told me!" Ron answered back, frustrated.

"I thought it was obvious."

"Hardly!" Ron sputtered.

"Well, it's not my fault you're slow."

"I need some time to think." Ron stormed out the room bewildered, closely followed by Hermione, still trying to comfort and reason with him. Now, only Dumbledore, Madame Pomfrey and the two unconscious boys remained in the hospital wing. As Harry and Draco began to stir, Dumbledore politely asked if he could have a private word with them. She nodded, smiling, and quietly left the room, into her office.

"Hello boys. How are you feeling?" He offered them a sherbet lemon, before drawing up a chair and positioning himself between the two beds. Harry asked what had happened on the Quidditch pitch, to which Dumbledore, eyes twinkling, replied,

"Ah, yes, I have some very interesting news for both of you."

He then proceeded to explain to them what he had told Madame Pomfrey, adding in a few extra details.

"Harry, I know you have discovered recently that you have the All-Seeing-Eye and that Professor Trelawney has explained to you what this is and how it occurs between two soul mates. I believe that you, also, Draco, have experienced the symptoms of the All-Seeing-Eye, and what the whole school witnessed earlier today on the pitch, proves my suspicions that the two of you are indeed soul mates."

Harry and Draco, mostly for show, exchanged horrified glances. Dumbledore continued,

"And now for next three days you will not be able to move further than 10 metres of each other. This means that you will not have to attend classes, but you will however still continue with your work in a private room which I have set up for. You will also be able to attend your rehearsals for the school play."

With a slight smirk playing across his lips he added,

"I have given you boys a double bed."

Harry and Draco shouted out in indignation, but before anything could come of it (no pun intended…lol) Dumbledore silenced them and added slyly,

"Just my idea of a little joke."

Harry and Draco, not knowing how to react, stared at Dumbledore. Dumbledore bid farewell to them, allowing them to sort out their differences.

Harry and Draco sat in an awkward silence.

"So…soul mates huh?"

"Looks like it."

"Well I guess that means we fancy each other."

They both started to shake their heads, both repeating "No". Harry, once again, broke the silence.

"Well, maybe." …

Hagrid burst through the door.

" Arry! Ow are ya? Knocked unconscious, and now stuck in ere with Malfoy. Honestly! I bought you some rock cakes."

"Hi, Hagrid! I'm fine and it's not all that bad being stick in here with Draco. We have decided to settle our differences."

He gave a quick wink at Draco, who couldn't resist but smile back at him.

Hagrid, totally oblivious to this, smiled at Harry, before chucking him a rock cake. Harry was certainly very hungry, but not that hungry and insisted to Hagrid that he wasn't in need of any "food". Ignoring Draco, Hagrid struck up his usual conversation with Harry, which mainly consisted of Hagrid's magical creatures, and Harry noticed that today, Madame Maxime was also mentioned a lot (although she could be seen as one of Hagrid's magical beasts too).

Draco, surprisingly sat quiet, pretending to take an interest in Hagrid's personal life. There conversation soon drew to a close as Hagrid was soon to have an "important meeting" with Madam Maxime.

When Hagrid had left the room, Draco quickly picked up from where they had left off and eagerly inquired,

"So, are you saying you have feelings for me?"

Harry blushed.

"Well yes, I suppose so."

Harry looked over at Draco wanting to know if he felt the same way.

"Well, if you haven't noticed already, Harry, I haven't been able to stop myself from flirting with you."

"I had noticed, but I just thought it was wishful thinking."

It was now Draco's turn to blush. Harry sat at the edge of Draco's bed.

"So, seeing as we're soul mates, let's get to know each other a bit better," said Harry.

"OK, where shall we start?"

"I have an idea. How about past relationships?"

"Well I only just recently broke up with Pansy."

"Really? Well, how recently?"

"Actually, just before the match."

"Well that was good timing!" They shared a smile. Harry had always admired this aspect of Draco, even when they weren't friends. "Well, you know I went out with Cho Chang in Ravenclaw for a while, but we split up because it came apparent that we had too many differences."

They continued on this subject for a while, until it deteriorated into the more favoured topic of Quidditch. It became apparent that they were both supporters of the Chudley Canons. Harry, though, was soon off in a world of his own.

Oh, Merlin. The temptation to kiss him right now is so incredibly strong. I don't think I can stand it much longer.

Draco was also having trouble keeping his mind on Quidditch, as his eyes kept travelling to Harry's lips.

Merlin! He looks so cute and kissable right now…

Harry started.

"Yeah, so, um, Quidditch."

"Um yeah," Draco replied, still not with it, slowly moving closer to Harry.

"Yeah, another thing we have in common," replied Harry, also moving closer.

There eyes locked, gazing at each other. The slow movements, turned to rapid ones, as their eyes fluttered shut, and their lips met.

"Wow," Draco whispered. Harry pulled him closer and kissed him with more passion this time.

The door burst open again, a scream shortly followed.

"My eyes!" cried Ron, horrified.