This chapter was reposted after a kind reader brought an error to my attention. Thanks!

Diary of Draco Malfoy

How did I let this happen? I knew he would never be able to trust me! I should have known better…stupid, stupid, stupid, Draco! Merlin why did I get myself involved with him? I knew it had to be too good to be true, him love me? Thinking he could trust me? Who was I kidding? I'm a Malfoy…no one trusts Malfoy's. Are word means nothing. For once in my life I thought someone could actually see past my name and my father and care about me, trust me…but no….not even Harry can let something like that go.

Today at breakfast I received a letter…which already brought attention to me because mail is normally delivered all at once at lunch, this was a single brown barn owl that I recognized as one of the many school owls. The letter was thrown next to my pumpkin juice. I don't know how I knew it was from him, but I did. When I opened it , under the watchful eye of my fellow Slytherins I was surprised to see that the letter was blank.

"What's that Draco?" Blaze asked me looking over my shoulder.
"I have no idea…someone is sending me blank sheets of parchment."

"Maybe it has secret ink?" he suggested and pulled out his wand to test his theory but I quickly folded the letter up.

"Well if it is then I guess someone wanted to keep it a secret." I said coldly and glared at him while putting the letter securely in my inner cloak pocket. He gave me a raised eyebrow and then a pouting look that I guess was suppose to be funny.

Later , when I was finally alone in my room, I locked my door and put my wards up to make sure I was not disturbed. Using my wand tip against the paper I said, "Reveal" but nothing appeared. What was he playing at? After several tries at other keywords to get secrets out of paper I finally got the idea. "Harry Potter" I whispered and ink spread out like a spiders web from the tip of my wand to form the word "Midnight" on the parchment which quickly vanished in a puff of smoke.

"Clever."

At midnight I left the Slytherin Common room. Since I had time to get ready I dressed for the occasion, dark blue pants and a black silk shirt mother had gotten me for Christmas, I put my Hogwarts cloak on over this with my prefects badge on the side so that I wouldn't be asked any stupid questions in the hall way. I didn't know where I was suppose to go, but I figured that the hallway where I had found the Room of Requirement, I walked past the wall three times but nothing happened. 'What is going on?' I wondered, 'Where is he?' I looked up through a window to see that it was midnight on the dot. That's when I noticed something white on the ground in front of me. Picking it up slowly and unfolding it I saw that it too was blank, with a smirk I once again muttered the gryffindors name and this time the word , "Courtyard." Appeared before the letter vanished. Curious and a bit annoyed with his game I decided to go ahead and follow his puzzle but told myself that if there was only another letter waiting for me in the courtyard I was going back to bed. Slowly I left the castle, taking a back entrance that I found in my second year, that lead out directly towards the courtyard.

I walked slowly, trying to stay in the shadow, the moon wasn't fully but provided enough light that would illuminate my white hair and complexion to anyone looking down from the towers above. My feet made hardly any noise, neither did the swish of my cloak around my ankles. I walked to the center of the courtyard near the water fountain. No one was there. I sighed. What was he playing at.

Then I heard something. At first I thought it was coming from the fountain! A low growling sound, but it was getting louder and soon I realized with a shot of alarm that it was coming from behind me. Turning quickly and drawing my wand from my cloak I froze. Before me, with in the pitch black of the shadows two glowing green eyes watched me, and the growl got louder. I felt fear slip down my spine and I was frozen to the spot unable to move. But it didn't matter, he moved first.

He had been laying down, I guessed since the motions his eyes made looked as though he were standing slowly to all fours! Slowly with his head down, the creature moved out of the shadow and into the moonlight, walking ever closer to me. I felt my breath hitch in my throat as I watched the way his powerful muscles rippled beneath his orange coat. His eyes never left me, his paws made no sound on the pavement, the growling was growing ever louder. I couldn't help but think how strange and mesmerizing his eyes were…what sort of creature was this? Tigers don't live in England! A roll of thunder startled me and I jumped a bit backwards looking to the sky in time to see a flash of lightening.

I looked back at the tiger, who had sat back to watch me. Then it hit me! "Harry?" I asked with wide eyes, my wand hand dropping to my side but my other hand reaching out to him and he moved closer. I was shaking as my hand graced the silk of his coat. He was so soft! Then he closed his eyes and leaned his head into my touch and for some reason I fell to my knees. He moved closer and pressed his head into my chest, I realized then that the growling wasn't what I thought…he was purring!

"Oh…You are so….beautiful!" I exclaimed breathlessly as he allowed me to run my hands down his shoulders and basically embrace him. It was stunning, his body felt so electrified, his black stripped coat was highlighted by the moon and I feel in love with the biggest cat I have ever seen!

Playfully he pounced me and pushed me to the ground, his front paws resting on my chest and his gorgeous emerald eyes looked hungrily down at me. My hands reached up to touch the softest fur of his face and I saw, with a touch of amusement, the black stripes around his eyes, markings unique to him, representing his glasses.
Small light drops of rain began to fall around us, the drops looked like diamonds over his body. He lowered his head to mine and nuzzled against my cheek and neck, his warm breath sending a quiver through me. It felt strange and exhilarating to have him, a living breathing tiger so close to my throat, the knowledge that if he so desired he could have killed me in an instant thrilled me beyond belief. I couldn't have thought of a better death if he did so.

The rain drops landing on my face where cold and I shivered violently, he pulled back and looked at me with his hungry eyes. Slowly his body changed and soon Harry was resting above me with a warm smile over his lips and the same hunger with in his jade orbs.

"Oh..." I whispered , the moonlight cupped his face elegantly highlighting the black of his hair which was now wet and strands lay against his cheeks and brow. I shook my head in wonder just as his lips came to mine. He was as hungry for me just as his eyes had revealed, for his mouth ravaged mine deeply and I moaned darkly in response. My body became alive with heat and the familiar desire for my lover. I shuddered beneath him and he slowly ended the kiss to look down at me. There was rain on his glasses and in a smooth motion with a shaking hand I slowly slid them from his face.

"Draco..." never have I ever heard my name in a more erotic way, his voice filled with emotion, each part rolling sweetly off his tongue. I closed my eyes and my head fell back. Reading me so well as always his mouth claimed the skin of my throat, but not in sweet kisses as I had expected. No, he sank his teeth into the muscles there causing me to arch violently against him and cry out in surprise. Pleasure flooded me from where his mouth made it's harsh connection with my flesh, never would I have ever thought something like that would instantly arouse me, perhaps the knowledge that a few moments ago he was a tiger and could have very well be feeling the animal instincts of that form still. His animal instinct would have been to devour me, which is exactly what his human from began to do. My arm wrapped around the small of his back and my hand ran through his thick locks of black hair.
His teeth broke away from me but his tongue slipped from his cruel mouth to lick the wound he had created and I arched again.

"Harry!" I cried out, my voice husky and fully expressing my need for him. I gasped again and again, closing my eyes against the rain as his hands began to roam freely over my front, it was like he was every where at once. Touching, caressing, kissing...it was sweet torture that had me writhing against him in seconds. My hands gripped his soaked shirt just as his teeth found my throat again and he growled softly against me. I swallowed in response waiting...he brushed his teeth against the sensitive marks on my throat.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked softly in the same smooth thrilling tone, warm against my skin. His breath was so warm, so teasing that all I could do was shake my head 'no'. His hands moved up my silk shirt and he moved his body to hover over me. He pulled my shirt up revealing my white skin that seemed to glow in the moon light. The rain drops felt amazing against my heated body. Harry lowered his head and slowly began licking the icy drops from my torso. I closed my eyes and moaned in delight and gasped in alarm as he found, and tortured a hard nipple with his tongue. A growl once again vibrated in his throat just before he closed his teeth around it and bit into me, slowly harder and harder. My hands clung to his shirt or treaded through his wet hair. I couldn't breath...I felt like I was drowning in him and the pleasures the foreign touch created.

"W--what if ...oh...someone sees...us..." I managed to say between moans. He broke away from me causing relief and disappointment in my body. Breathless he hovered over me once again , and once again I felt like prey to his eyes though I had removed his glasses. Then he stood, pulling me by the hands with him. Our aroused bodies came together and he held me tightly to him, his arms around my back and his head resting on my shoulder.

"What is it?" I asked after a moment of just standing there holding one another, I knew something had to be wrong, he was never this quiet. He shook his head into my shoulder and I wondered if he regretted showing me his secret form. I pulled back to look at him and for a moment I thought he was crying, or was it the rain. He didn't let me look at him for too long. He pulled away from our embrace then bent and picked up his forgotten glasses. Was it just me or was he trembling. I walked to him and slipped my hand into his. He didn't look at me.

"Where can we go?" he asked in a trembling voice. I couldn't help but smile a bit and tilt my head at him.

"Come with me..." I whispered, it was my turn to show him something. He only nodded and then let me guide him , stopping for a moment to pick up what I recognized as his invisibility cloak from behind a concrete bench. Once inside the castle our feet made soft squishing noises on the floor and I had to put a silencing charm on both of us.

"Put your cloak on..." I said , pulling him against me and brushing my lips over his. For once his lips weren't hot and didn't sent any sensation through me, they were icy...like mine. I didn't have time to worry over this for then he released my hand and I watched him disappear into his cloak. I took him down the stairs to the dungeon. If he had a problem with this he didn't voice it. I said the password at the entrance to the Slytherin common room and gave him enough time to come in behind me. Thankfully no one was in the common room and we made it quickly to my private chambers.
Once I was sure he was inside I closed, locked, and warded my door. Turning back around I saw him standing there looking around my room. It was done in complete silver, green, and black...my large four poster bed was even black with dark green silk sheets that I had imported from Paris that were magically stain proof. I blushed a bit as he looked around at the four mirrors in my room.

He was completely soaked, his white school shirt clung to him and I could see the frame of his muscular body easily. I was wet but not nearly as much as he was since his body had been over mine for most of the time.

"Come here..." I whispered and slowly he did so, meeting me half way. Carefully, almost like we were new to it, our lips met sweetly a few times before finally with a low groan he wrapped his arms around me and crushed his lips to mine, his tongue dancing over mine. My hands pulled at his shirt trying to unbutton it but giving up and ripping it open, buttons flying. He would have done the same to me but when our lips broke for air I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the ground. Without warning he basically pounced me again and suddenly we were on my bed, his bare chest pressed against mine and his mouth once again ravaged me.

His hands felt , once again, as though they were everywhere at once. His teeth dug into the opposite side of my neck distracting me as his hands worked on ridding me of the rest of my clothing. It was so fast , he was so ready so wanting, so desperately rough that I soon lost track of what he was doing to me and just reeled in the feelings it caused. His warm rough hand grasped my sex hard and began stroking me hurriedly. Normally I wouldn't have put up with such abuse to my privates but he was so alive and savagely lustful that it only fueled my desire.

Breaking his teeth from me his head tossed back as though he were savoring the flavor of my skin. I watched him as he quickly moved lower and rested on his knees between my spread legs. My eyes had been closed but he requested softly, "Look at me..." and I did. I watched him as he brought my swollen sex to his lips and then devoured me. He didn't take it slow, the exact opposite. He took me all in his mouth as fast as he could, swallowing, licking sucking as his hands groped and molded into me. I kept my eyes open for as long as possible, it was so erotic watching him. Watching his tongue move, his lips fold over the head of me, licking my tip and then starting all over again.
I knew I would come soon, but I couldn't find the words to ask him to stop. Then without warning, how I hadn't noticed the proximity of his hand, or him removing his clothes is shocking to me still, he slid two slick fingers into me! I gasped as my back arched against his lips and squirmed to get away from his penetrating fingers. But he held me, he wouldn't let me escape his torment.

"HARRY!" I yelled in between incoherent phrases as his fingers slid in and out of me, soaking my opening as his mouth continued to move up and down over my shaft. It was too much...so much pleasure on so many different levels...I wanted to die from it all, just be overwhelmed by his mouth and fingers. My back arched hard...I was about to finish...how he knew that I do not know. He replaced his mouth with his other hand, and quickly replaced his other fingers with his own rigid sex. "Ahh...don't stop I---" I said when his mouth left me. So fast were his movements and the position of himself at my entrance that I didn't even have time to panic before his hand brought me over the edge and he thrust himself fully into me. It was absolutely exquisite! I came quickly but it didn't stop there. Because of my climax I didn't notice the pain his entrance had caused me. Extremely sensitive, my whole body was in ecstasy. It was as though my climax never ended and I lost all focus and sense of myself.

"Draco..." he whimpered against my shoulder as his hips moved back and forth thrusting his member in and out of me. So engrossed in the pleasures he was causing me that when I opened my eyes to see his face a wash with pleasure and concentration I nearly did die of what he was doing to me. My body shook hard as I fell over the edge again, his hand was still stroking my shaft. "Ahhh...so...tight!" he gasped tossing his head back and thrusting harder. He looked down at me, our eyes meeting for an instant and I thought to beg him to stop but nothing was said and he grinded hard into me. Impossibly I felt myself nearing it again...but this was different...I wasn't just climaxing from my sex but from my entrance as well! It was as though my whole body was exploding forth and being controlled and racked with hard erotic pleasure. I felt him swell inside me and with a shuddering groan he spilled inside me, filling me with warmth and I groaned.

Breathing hard his body shuddered along with my own and slowly I pulled him down with my arms to rest him against me. I wrapped my arms around him and just held him close, our bodies still connected and slowly cooling. Exhausted I didn't move much but to brush my finger tips over his shoulder and back, to which he shuddered more. I soon fell asleep feeling totally warn and used up, in a daze I felt him clean up and then I curled into his arms beside him as he pulled my silk sheets over our bare forms.

I woke feeling something I did not expect. Someone was using Legimicy to try and break down my barriers and get into my mind. I slowly woke to see Harry laying beside me, his eyes closed and brows together in concentration.

"What the hell are you doing!" I yelled quickly expelling him from my mind and pushing him hard in the side to get him away from me. I stood from the bed as quickly as possible and looked at him in hurt and anger, not caring that I was completely nude.

He looked at me with shock written over his face, "What? Didn't you think I could feel you? Do you really think you're the only one who knows Legimicy? GET UP! Get the hell out of my room!" I yelled trying not to show how hurt I was.

"You're over reacting---"

"YOU"RE TRYING TO READ MY MIND AND I'M OVER REACTING! What were you looking for? TO see whose side I am on? I thought you bloody trusted me!"

"NO...I just...I...---" he wasn't looking at me and I saw how ashamed he was but I was too angry to stop now.

"GET THE HELL OUT!" I yelled throwing him his still wet clothes. "Just say it, you don't trust me...well if you don't trust me then get out, I don't want anything to do with you! Don't you see how much I am sacrificing...and it doesn't even matter to you!"

"Wait...Draco Please...I'm sorry...I just.."

"No! You can't just go into peoples minds because you have the ability to do so! You don't have the right or the permission! NOW GET OUT!" I said, my heart was racing, I didn't want him to leave but I was so angry.

He tried to look up at me and say something but then he just shook his head and pulled his pants and shirt on. "Fine..." he said then moved past me to pick up his invisibility cloak. But when he did so I didn't move and he stopped just in front of me, staring into my eyes. "Please..." he asked in a soft tone.

"Why did you?" I asked in a cold voice.

"Because...I..."

"You don't trust me...you think I am going to turn you into my father or the death eaters..." I shook my head sadly and moved away from him. "I thought you were different." I muttered and I don't even know if he heard me.

"I'm sorry I--"

"Get out."

"Please---"

"GET OUT."

I wanted to get away from him needed to be away from him, from his regretful eyes, from the pleading of his voice. He hurt me, I never let anyone hurt me. I felt dirty, I wasn't good enough the way I was...there was something wrong about me that he would never be able to accept. I didn't even turn to look back at him, but when I finally did, he was gone. I sank to the ground there and hugged myself. How stupid am I, to think that he would be different? To think that a Malfoy could be loved and learn to love. It was a foolish fling...but then why does my chest ache so much? Why does my head feel light and dizzy...why...now that I fear I may never touch him, hold him, kiss him, again does it hurt much worse than before? Why did he have to do that? Why couldn't he have just trusted me? Because of who I am...because I am a Malfoy...I am a Death Eater...and we are incapable of honesty, goodness and not deserving of love.

I sit here now, in my room, I haven't moved since he left. Pansy has knocked on my door several times but I just ignore her. What have I done? Should I have just let him explain? Would I have been wrong? What was he looking for. I just don't understand...how can he say he loves me (large drop of ink, finger prints in the ink, the next page is torn out)

Diary of Harry Potter

How could I be so stupid! I should have listened to Hermione! Why don't I ever listen to her? Merlin I bet he hates me now! How could I! Ugh! I should go find him and try to explain but he was right! I tried to use Legimicy against him because I was scared he was only tricking me. But what does he have to hide? No I shouldn't have done it without permission I should have asked him to let me...I should have...but I didn't. He threw me out of his room so fast my head was still in shock from the impact of it all. He was so angry, so cold and I deserved it. Some how I have got to beg him for a second chance!

I showed him my animagus form last night, to which he seemed totally bewitched by me. Despite my hunger for him , in both forms, I couldn't help but think about what Ginny and Mcgonoall said. I wanted to just ask him the truth,but I knew he could always lie. This is so frustrating! I have to talk to him...maybe give him some time to cool off.

I guess I should write down what Hermione told me so then I won't forget. I found her in the library the other morning , just sitting there reading as normal and after watching her work busily for a moment I finally got the guts up to talking to her. After getting her attention she shyly asked me how I was doing.

"I need your help." I then explained how someone I had been with, not saying any names so I wouldn't make an enemy out of Ron who actually has been avoiding me since what happened in the locker room the other day, but he doesn't seem mad about it, just embarrassed, I told her how they had 'opened their channels' to me and let their emotions overwhelm me. I wondered how it was possible and why. Her face actually lit up, I guess she hasn't been asked for advice In a while.

"Well, I did read somewhere once about that happening...but that was only because the two people were bonded in someway or another."

"Bonded, what do you mean?"

"Well there are several different kinds of bonds between wizards. The most powerful of course is the bond between soul mates, then there is the bond between twins, then family. Other more rare ones are ones such as if a wizard saves another's life, then they are connected--"

"Yes I know about that one." I said between clinched teeth to which she gave me a strange expression that I couldn't explain.

"Well...I could start searching through some books and get back to you?" she suggested tilting her head to one side.

"Alright thanks...let me know what you find out.." I said with a small nod and a smile which she returned.

"One more thing…um… Legimicy."

"What about it?"

"Well….are there any laws on it?"

"There are only a select few wizards in the world who have the skills enough to be able to find it useful but yes there are a set of guidelines that the ministry set out in 1705. Why?"

"Did these laws say anything about using it on someone without permission?"

"Yes actually…that is suppose to be strictly prohibited unless the wizard is under orders from the ministry or in danger of his or her life." She said In her normal logical tone. "Harry, is there someone you want to use it on and not let them know?" she asked simply trying to imply nothing.

"Yes."

"I wouldn't recommend it." She said looking away from me and back down to her book, "If they figured it out then it could really hurt them. And then also…you might find something that you don't want to know. " she looked back up at me and smiled a bit.

"Let me know if you need help with anything else."

Coming back from Draco's I found a book sitting outside my door wrapped in parchment, I guess she didn't think I wanted anyone to see it. The book was titled 'Bonds, Psychic Links, and the Connections Between Us'. I muttered a "thanks" to Hermione before going to my room. I've been looking through it but still I haven't found anything close to what I experienced with Ginny the other day. I guess I should do a little of my own research.