Andi: whoo hoo I have been neglecting my baby im so sorry for the long wait…having a writers block certainly does suck…so here it is you all…and thanks to all my lovely reviewers….we only made it to 99 review shame shame… I was thinking of giving the 100 a gift a pic ( hot and smutty) of Draco and Harry but my plan did not work…..blah im rambling here it is ya all enjoy!

Chapter 12 part II

"Nearing the end I feel our pain, it hurts to know we will never be the same."

Just a thought, that I think Harry would have in this situation

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Madame Pomphrey stepped outside her office and almost fell over at the sight of the two snogging teenagers. They weren't exactly snogging per say, just little intimate kisses between the two. She grimaced, not at the thought of homosexuality, actually to the contrary. She saw this coming a mile away. It was just that tomorrow they were not going to be the same boys they are today.

That is correct, Draco and Harry will be seventeen and sixteen and a half tomorrow. They will no longer be under the effects of the potion spell. She flinched as she imagined what could happen when young Messers Potter and Malfoy find themselves in the same room, maybe due to the new circumstances, in the same bed! Hilarious as that thought was, she could not help but feel sad that this Harry and Draco would go away.

Tomorrow there would be a non-caring Harry and a snobbish Draco. Poppy just hoped that they might remember how they acted over the last two weeks and they might be able to be civil to each other. She sighed and looked around the hospital room, trying to blink back the tears. She was going to miss these two boys.

It was time to let the love fest down. She couldn't believe their audacity! Putting her hands on her hips she glared at the H/D club and prepared to throw them out. She sighed again, it was time to make sure that the kids went back to class. She walked up to the clearing her throat.

Jumping apart, Harry grabbed his heart. Draco just sat on the bed looking quite calm, although there was a playful glint in his eyes. "Time for class, you two!" She smiled approvingly when they both nodded.

Harry stood up and began putting his clothes on. He noticed the stare he got from Draco and blushed again. "Have you no shame, Mister Malfoy?" Harry chided him.

"I do. Just not around you." He answered, smiling.

Harry closed his eyes and shook his head thoughtfully. After he was dressed and they were about to walk out the door, Madame Pomphrey called them back.

"Since I noticed a lovely blooming relationship here, I thought I should inform you that there are school rules which you need to observe around others even if you disregard them in private. I think you should take this book and read it." She handed the book to Harry: The Wizarding Guide to Better Gay Sex!

Harry almost fell over. "Ummm, thank you for the gift, but I have a copy actually." He was blushing as he handed the book back to Poppy.

Draco gaped. "You have one? Is there something that you're not telling me here?"

Harry put up his hands defensively. "Hermione bought me a copy last year. It was the day you and Weasley got into that fight in Hogsmeade." He added. The explanation sounded odd, even to him. There was something at the back of his mind trying to tell him that it was only yesterday. He had only been knocked out for a day and he was really only sixteen and a half. His body and mind were very confused; confused and crazy enough to check his head.

He slowly probed his head and felt a soft spot exactly where he was supposed to have a bruise. He hissed at the pain and his eyes widened considerably. He recognized the fact that he was going though some thing mental.

Draco looked at him worriedly. "Are you alright?"

Harry nodded his head very gently, eyebrows furring. They left the infirmary and began the trek to procure book bags before heading to class.

They walked down the hall feeling a slight deja vu as they noticed no one else was in the hallways. Harry felt as if they were trying to sneak out of the hospital wing, away from the dreaded white place; to go outside and play in the snow.

Harry reveled in the feeling of completeness. The thought that maybe being something you are not wasn't so bad after all.

Draco smiled down at Harry, who had a cute little crease in his eyebrows, He slithered his hand down and grabbed Harry's hand before continuing down the hallway. He couldn't wait to see the look on Granger's and Pansy's faces when they entered the hall together. Scratch that, he could not wait until he saw the look on the Weasel's face, that was going to be brilliant.

At the same time, he felt that something was wrong. There was a voice screaming at the back of him mind saying, "Do not touch Potter. This is so wrong!" 'What am I doing?' He questioned himself. He was a little bit disconcerted by the voice but shoved it to the side. He refused to acknowledge that he had any worries.

SSS

Hermione walked briskly down the hall with Ron. "So are you sure?" He kept asking.

"Yes. How many times do I have to tell you, he will be back to normal tomorrow? I overheard Snape say it myself. He was talking to some lady. Now stop your fidgeting and let's go. I need to get some reading done."

Ron smiled at her happily then whooped with joy. After having a nasty argument with Hermione last night, followed by some mind-blowing snogging after wards, he was on quite a high. The world seemed perfect, especially since he had just been reassured that Harry would be coming back soon.

Ron stopped dead in his tracks though when he saw the one thing that screamed 'totally' wrong in his book. His anger heightened even more when they stepped closer to each other. The two boys were too wrapped up in each other to notice that they were being watched. Then suddenly, the long haired boy whipped his head up before the blond could plant a delicate kiss on him.

Harry gasped as the pure hatred radiating off the Weasel, it was not directed at him but at Draco, hit him. He had been in a blissful trance for several seconds and to wake up to the feeling of anger washing over him was disturbing. It seemed that Draco felt it too because he placed his hand on Harry's waist and slowly shifted him into the dining hall, all without ever taking his eyes off the infuriated red head.

"Hermione!" Ron whispered, even though it sounded like a yell. "Did you see that?" He pointed to the dreadful sight of Draco cuddling Harry protectively.

"Of course I did, Ronald. I saw it a mile away too." The laughter in her eyes spilled over into her voice as she remembered an incident a week ago when she tried to approach Harry and the distasteful glare she received from Draco.

She shook her head at Ron's idiocy and quickly entered the hall behind the Slytherin couple. Her soft laughter echoed in the hall even as Dumbledore's eyes landed on them and had the same twinkle as that in her own eyes.

Dumbledore smiled at Hermione then went back to the conversation with Snape. Snape was practically hysterical and Dumbledore calmly explained to him that the witch who kept breaching his wards and terrorizing him all hours of the day and night with professions of undying love (Beta smirks….ME ME ME) really was harmless and he should try to be nicer. It was quite amusing really, especially since Snape had the audacity to complain!

SSS

"I feel a wee bit uncomfy here." Harry said as he looked around at all the people dropping their spoons into their porridge bowls and letting it splatter all over. He noticed that no one was making any effort to wipe the porridge off themselves either, they all seemed to be frozen stiff with shock. Everyone except Andi, she was busy rubbing excess oatmeal into Millicent Bulstrode's hair while ranting about the beauty benefits it provides for dry hair.

( Andi- reminds beta that it is true…Lol)

Draco's arm squeezed his waist and laughed. "Never mind them. I can't wait to see my lovely flower's face." He said referring to Pansy.

Harry's laugh was a bit sarcastic. "I'm not sure about that. Right up until about now I was having a marvelous time and I really don't feel like listening to the yelling part today." He scratched his head due to an itch from the pin that kept some of his bangs out of the way. It was a pin that had a tiny little snitch on it. He found it in his chest of drawers one day when he opened the top drawer and it was just lying there. He had taken it out of the drawer and put it on originally because his hair was in the way. He took up wearing it full time because it was deadly amusing. The pin had been hexed to reflect whatever sunlight it received right into the teachers eyes regardless of whether they were inside the Great Hall or in the classrooms, it always shone in their eyes. Like he said it was really amusing.

He stopped a foot away from the gaping Slytherin table and Draco settled into his usual seat next to Pansy who appeared to be engrossed in a book. It was not that she missed their entrance as a couple; on the contrary, she saw them walk in and was covering her mouth, doing her best to muffle her laughter behind the book.

Draco pulled Harry down beside him and put a possessive arm around his waist. He smiled at everyone before reaching for a slice of toast and beginning to eat as if everything was perfect and they lived in a normal world.

Harry's cheeks became tinged with a pink hue and Pansy was trying to suppress her laughter. She lost the battle with her laughter when Harry emitted an undignified squeak because Draco was sliding his hand back and forth tickling his waist.

"HAHAAH! This…this…" she couldn't stop, just the sight of these two finally, she stressed the word FINALLY, because even before the potion accident happened she always thought that they were perfect together, They were just like the combination of ying and yang- and all that jazz.

Harry looked away while Draco watched Pansy. Draco's smirk indicated his amusement when she started to choke on her own spit.

"It seems Pansy got the idea here." Hermione said coming out of nowhere and placing a hand on Pansy's back.

Pansy was doubled over and still couldn't stop laughing. "So..k.so Hahahaa!"

"I think we rendered our dear flower speechless." Draco said smiling at the whole situation.

"I think we rendered the whole population speechless." Harry added as he pointed to the people still sitting there with porridge on their faces and shocked expressions. All except Andi, who had moved from the Slytherin table over to the Gryffindor table and was eyeing up the Weasley twins who had been employed by Dumbledore as court jesters for the winter carnival.

"Bah! Let them take pictures, they will last longer. We are the most handsome students here and they are all just jealous." Draco said in a humorous voice as he tried to cheer up his boyfriend.

'BOYFRIEND!' Draco's inner voice said to him. 'ARE YOU A FUCKING LOONEY? HARRY POTTER CAN'T BE YOUR BOYFRIEND. YOU TWO HATE EACH OTHER.' The voice started screaming at him. Draco brought his hand up to his head, groaning at the headache forming from all the inner conflict the shouting voice in his head was causing. He cringed.

Harry looked at Draco and saw the reaction of his face, he brought a hand up to his head. "Are you sick? I don't think you want to go to the dreaded white place, do you?" He was a bit worried.

"Not bloody likely! You're never dragging me there again if I can help it." Draco hissed. He was more than a little put out with the nagging voice in his head and took a bit of it out on Harry.

He massaged his head and then looked up. "I'm just hungry is all." He emphasized the statement by biting into the helpless piece of toast. Briiiiinnnngggg He was actually glad when the bell sounded. It gave him an excuse to get up and leave since classes started in five minutes.

SSS

Harry laughed gleefully when he was twirled around again. He was currently on break with Draco and he was spinning with Draco, around in a circle, just for old time sake. They landed on the soft grass together after handling as much as the spin as possible.

"I can't look up at the sky. I'm too disoriented." Draco said, closing his eyes.

Harry settled down beside him, recovering from his dizzy spin before Draco. He watched Draco scrunch his nose up and then brought his hand up to cover Draco's eyes. "There. Is that better?" He asked.

He felt Draco's eyelashes blink rapidly against his palm before feeling Draco nod into it. He leaned down and kissed the blond's forehead. "I'm glad then." They shared a companionable silence for several minutes before he raised his arm to check the time. "Whoa! I have got to go. I promised Hermione that I would help her with some homework. You don't mind do you?" Harry said while he was getting up.

Draco sneaked a look at Harry. "Well, I guess." He answered while making puppy dog eyes, begging him not to go.

"I've seen that look so many times that I have become immune to it." Harry said looking sternly down at him.

"Sorry. Anyway, if you come back early I have a surprise for you."

Harry looked a little skeptical but shrugged his shoulders. "OK." Was about all he was capable of saying but he ran out the door smiling and wondering what the surprise was. He blushed at the mental image he conjured up. The book he got left little to the imagination, it also stimulated the imagination at the same time.

He walked along the corridors, smiling and humming a tune. He was surprised that he was not scared to go though the hallway alone considering the things that happened to him in hallways, he had managed to suck it up just like every thing else.

He was almost to the library when he groaned out loud. Headed straight toward him was Ronald Weasley and his face was about as red as a turkey's butt. 'Oh yeah!' Harry's mental voice mumbled.

"Harry Potter!" Ron roared at his supposed best friend.

"Yes, Weasley, what's up?" Harry asked. He couldn't resist rolling his eyes at the older boy. Weasley was so damn irritating…

"Are you fucking nuts? Going out with Draco Malfoy? He is you worst enemy. What the hell do you think you are doing? No one is going to let you live this down. It is just plain wrong!"

Harry just started at him, trying to control the anger that was rapidly rising in his body. "Oh yes. And you think that it is just wrong because?" He forced the words out through clenched teeth.

"Do I even have to explain it? Look, I have this book; it's like a muggle bible. It tells you why it is wrong." Ron said bringing the red leather bound book up and waved it in Harry's face.

Harry grabbed the book and glared at Ron. "I don't need a book telling me what is right and wrong, thank you very much. Now, if you will excuse me, I'm very late." Harry snarled while trying to slip past Ron. He didn't know why he was so angry with Weasly; it probably had something to do with the voice in his head scolding him. It sounded almost as if the boy was sobbing in his head. 'But it is wrong. It is!'

When Ron's hand grabbed his shoulder tightly, Harry gritted his teeth and seethed, whispering in a low voice directly in Ron's ear. "If you ever touch me again, I swear to you that I will rip your arms off and beat you over the head with them!" He jerked away from a Ron's lax grip and walked away from the stunned redhead.

Harry quickly made his way through the library and found Hermione. He smiled down at her, "All right, let's start that essay."

SSS

Hours later, Harry practically dragged himself back to his dormitory. He was physically and mentally exhausted. That was a lot of work he just accomplished for having just been released from the infirmary.

Harry sighed. 'Whoever thought of writing a ten page essay on the origins of Volga anyway?' he thought. 'Why the hell did Hermione make me do that? It was like an essay for a collage or something,' He slowly massaged his neck and rotated his head. 'That damn essay was only extra credit. Why in bloody hell did she pound that into my head anyway?' He stilled for a moment, 'I suppose it was good practice for later in life for when I do try and get into a collage.'

He lifted his shirt up over his head to change to his pajamas when a voice stopped him. Malfoy was lounging against the corner of their bed, reading and waiting patiently for Harry to acknowledge him.

"Why are you getting dressed for bed when you know I have a surprise for you?" Draco asked as he gave him an evil smile.

Harry re-buttoned his shirt and looked at Draco with an air of distain. "Fine, alright. Where are we going? If we are not going anywhere, what do I need to wear?" Harry quizzed him, not missing the evil glint in Draco's eyes.

SSS

"How the hell did you manage to find this place?" Harry said and looked up at the tower. There were fifteen stairs spiraling coming down from the tower. They moved back and forth in a gentle swaying movement as the boys climbed up to the tower; a tower which Harry had never seen before which was accessed by an endless set of stairs.

"Ah, well, I found it after you left me alone. It was getting cold so I started to wander around to keep warm. The view is a bit amazing! Originally I wanted to take you somewhere else but this works too." Draco was almost as excited as Harry was. He finally stopped climbing and stopped at a door with a huge padlock on it. He quickly opened it with an Alohamora and watched as the padlock fell off the door and landed with a clunk and click.

He swung the door open and ushered Harry into the room. It was a dusty room with opaque windows that were high above the floor. After looking around for a few seconds Harry was prepared to swear that even the floors were made of glass. It was an observation room, only it was completely filthy.

There were no chairs in the room, only one table which was covered in dust and held a few knickknacks and a telescope. The trinkets appeared to be genuine Wizarding world antiques and the telescope itself looked to have been built by Galileo himself. It was that primitive.

Draco walked over to the double doors that were at the opposite end of the room and threw the glass doors open. A biting wind swirled into the room, making Harry shiver from the cold and cough from the stirred up dust.

He decided the best place to be was out on the balcony with Draco. When he stepped out, he staggered from the rush of memories. Bad flashbacks came to him, causing him to shake his head desperately. He did not want to remember his fear of heights. He did not want to remember that a year ago he was accidentally pushed off of a balcony. He did not want to remember that during his third year a dementor forced him to fall off his broom and tumble toward earth at break-neck speed!

Harry's mind stopped and analyzed that thought. 'He did not remember being on a boom during third year. He did not remember playing Quidditch either. He shook his head, trying to clear the headache from earlier that came roaring back with a vengeance.

Harry's eyes became unfocused, it looked as if his bright happy green eyes had suddenly turned dull. Harry looked as if he were in a panic, like he did not know what to do because he did not know what was going on.

When Draco's hand snaked around his stomach, Harry snapped out of his daze and looked around as if he couldn't remember where he was or how he got there. He wanted to tell Draco about his mind blank but the happy smile that Draco was wearing for him was enough to make him stop and just go with the flow.

Draco did, however, knew that Harry was in a blank state. His own body cringed in sympathy. Something was happing to both of them. His body today had been full of hot sensation as if was changing or getting ready for something. Sure it was painful. The headaches also seemed to be getting progressively worse and worse. But he endured. He couldn't let Harry see any signs of weakness in him since he too was being strong about the changes. He sighed and escorted Harry back in off the balcony. He winced as he thought that maybe it had not been the best idea for him to bring Harry out here. But, that gasp of surprised delight from Harry proved him wrong.

For some started reason he remembered that even though Harry hated Division, he loved Astronomy. It was one of Harry's inner thoughts. Draco only knew about it because he overheard it one day while he was walking down the halls. Harry had been talking to Hermione about it.

Draco considered the memory for a few seconds and decided it wasn't his. He was aware of that because in the memory, Harry was wearing a school uniform with the Gryffindor crest on it.

Draco looked down to the smaller boy and wrapped his arms around him.

Harry smiled up at Draco before tilting his head back so he could see all the stars. It was beautiful. Even the village nestled against the hillside about a mile away looked as if it belonged to the sky. The town's lights blended beautifully into the black night, looking as if they were stars too. But nothing, nothing could compare to the stars. This particular night they were exceedingly bright.

"Oh, look, Draco. There goes a shooting star." Harry pointed it out as he jumped slightly and pointed at it. He knew he was acting a bit out of character but he couldn't help himself. He knew he had never seen a shooting star before, either in this life or the previous one.

"I think that's part of the meteor shower." Draco said quirking his head. "There is a spectacular one due at the end of this week, Friday is supposed to be the best day."

Harry whined, "That's four days away." Then he brightened up and asked, "Why would this one be so far away from the others?"

"Usually a meteor shower lasts about two days. However, this one is special. It only comes around every eight years." Draco said and then looked down at Harry. He gathered him back into his arms.

"You are remarkably well informed today." Harry said teasingly.

"Nah, I just thought you might enjoy this." Draco said softly as he put his chin on Harry strawberry smelling hair and twitched his nose when the hair tickled him. They spent a few silent minutes just staring at the beautiful scenery. All Draco could think of was that nothing could destroy this moment.

That was until his mind started screaming at him again. " What are you doing? Don't touch Potter. "Merlin but you are a freak." His mind said. Draco's eyebrows wrinkled. "What does all this crap mean?" He asked himself.

"What do you mean, what do I mean? Look at your bloody self. We hate him, or are you not well informed here, "We're fucking rivals, you moron. Now, I demand that you two let go of each other and start acting like yourselves." The voice demanded arrogantly. It was rude and obnoxious and definitely nearing hysterical.

"No!" He thought. He wasn't going to shove Harry away. This closeness between them was what felt right.

"YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" The voice railed at him. "Listen to me." It said in a softer tone, trying to regain control. "You can't do this. We hate each other. This is wrong and you know it." The voice said seething.

Draco breathed deeply, the voice was not going to stop until he told it off. He didn't know why he was thinking like that but it must stop. Harry and he was a couple now and he refused to be having these thoughts.

'Look, look at what we are. I know this is what you want too: someone who perfects you in every way. Some one who challenges you, but at the same time fits into your hug perfectly. Look at this and tell me that you don't dream of his scent. He is perfect! Who cares about the past? This is my life and I'm not going to let you screw it up. I know you want this too. I can feel it. Just let it go.' He thought in his head. There was a hum and then silence. For the first time that day he felt his headache leave. He felt the pressure in the back of his neck loosen and his shoulders sagged putting his weight on Harry's shoulders.

"Hey, hey! You're heavy." Harry said chuckling and swatting at him playfully. "I'm not a headrest you know."

"No. No, you're not." Draco said softly before playfully kissing Harry's neck then nibbling teasingly on it.

Andi: I'M DONE WITH THIS CHAP! WHHOOOOOOOOO!

Beta: And it only took me a week and a half to beta it. I've been too busy Snape watching. Book 6 due out in less than two months…

Andi: I preordered it at November hee hee, I cant wait for it come out