Warning! Warning: This story contains strong violent words and Sexual contact (Nothing much in this chapter a kiss and a little bit of a make out session) DM/HP Slash so if your scarred or don't want to read it GO AWAY! Otherwise Enjoy! J

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Thanks to Larien3 for pointing out my over excessive use or else I wouldn't of noticed.

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Harry woke up the next morning snuggled safely in his bed. The sunlight was pouring through the window covering him in golden rays. Harry looked around his bedroom for Draco, the memories of the night before coming back to him, but Draco wasn't there. Harry felt that sense of loneliness start to come back to him.

Damn Harry thought It was only a dream.

Harry felt the tears start to emerge from his eyes. He laid in his bed and cried until he heard rummaging in the kitchen. He rubbed his eyes one last time and rolled over. He got up and put his robe on, walking out of his room.

"Good morning, Harry" Draco said, his back to Harry as he continued making breakfast for the both of them . Harry felt the tears start to run from his eyes again.

"Good Morning" Harry responded, not bothering to cover the emotion coming from his voice.

Draco turned around, seeing the hurt form that was Harry. He looked at Harry's tear streaked face, and felt a pain stab his heart.

"What's wrong?" Draco asked, concern flooding his face.

"Nothing, I just had a dream. That's all." Harry said, turning to look out the window. Tears still streaming down his face. Harry felt a hand grasp his shoulder.

"Harry…?" Draco asked, concern laced in his voice. Harry turned around and looked into the silver eyes of his old enemy. Draco pressed him into the wall, kissing him tenderly on the lips. Harry closed his eyes, feeling the passion begin to fill his body. Draco drew back, rubbing his hand across Harry's cheek.

"Was that your dream?" Harry couldn't say anything. He looked into the silver eyes, realizing that there was something there that hadn't been before. Harry didn't know what it was, but he did know it radiated happiness.

Harry looked around the kitchen. There were empty egg shells, flour, syrup, and other things Harry wasn't sure what to call.

"Draco, are you making breakfast?" Harry asked, trying not to laugh at the big mess. As he looked something started to burn on the stove. Draco ran over, picked it up, and threw it into the sink, running water over it.

"Uh, well…, kinda. I get points for trying right?" Draco asked, showing off puppy dog eyes.

Harry laughed, wiping flour off Draco's cheek.

"Yeah, you get points for trying. Definitely." Draco pulled Harry forward, giving Harry a light kiss.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to be able to kiss you when I want to." Draco looked into Harry's deep green eyes, smiling. Harry felt himself blush.

"Listen, Lets go out and have breakfast today. I'll just clean up your… "breakfast" and we'll go." Harry said looking at the mess strung all across the counters, unsure of wear to start.

"Let me." Draco pulled out his wand. He gave a wave and everything cleaned itself and returned to its place.

Harry watched and felt a longing for his own wand.

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The two boys got ready, Harry wanting to show Draco everything in the city.( well, everything they hadn't seen the day before.)

The two boys left the apartment, both happier than usual.

They walked up a street, seeing some of the shop owners opening their doors as they passed. Harry saw Ms. Unella opening her flower shop.

"Good morning, Ms. Unella." Harry said, stopping to help the old woman pull her cart of roses out of the shop.

"Good Morning, Harry." Ms. Unella said looking up, "Well, who is this?" She asked seeing Draco. Draco smiled glancing at Harry. Harry felt himself blush again.

What was he supposed to tell her? He asked himself, This is my old enemy, who just recently emerged back into my life and the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. Harry took a breath.

"He's my…" Where they boyfriends? What would Draco say if he told Ms. Unella this?

"I'm his boyfriend." Draco said smoothly. Harry glanced at him and saw the relaxation in his face. Harry smiled and looked back at Ms. Unella, waiting for her response.

"Oh, I always knew, Harry dear." she handed Draco a white rose and Harry a red one. "Now, you two take good care of each other." Ms. Unella turned and walked back into her shop.

Harry looked at his rose, the red looking spectacularly beautiful. Harry looked up and saw that Draco was watching him. Harry blushed and looked back at his rose.

"You ok with me telling her that we're dating. We are aren't we, because I just assumed…?" Draco asked, a flood of words coming out of his mouth.

"Yeah, I am." Harry said a small smile coming across his face. They continued walking down the street.

They turned a corner and Draco's hand locked with Harry's. Harry looked up at Draco and saw the confident look in his eyes, but a big smile on his face. Harry smiled himself. Finally, he wasn't alone anymore.

They turned another corner onto a lonely looking street and passed two shops.

"Well, here it is." Harry said stopping in front of a lonely looking restaurant. Draco wouldn't have noticed it if Harry hadn't pointed it out. Draco looked at the people sitting inside through the glass.

"How did you find this place, Harry?" Draco asked holding Harry's hand tighter.

"I just…stumbled across it one day." Harry walked inside, pulling Draco behind him. They sat down at a table in front of the window. A short woman, that reminded Harry of Mrs. Weasley, came over to take there orders.

"Good morning Harry, What can I get for you two dears today?" The woman asked them, taking a pad out of her apron.

"I want the normal." Harry said looking at Draco for him to order. Draco looked at the menu that was laying on the table. He didn't see anything he wanted, but he didn't tell Harry.

"I want some raspberry pancakes." Draco said, handing her the menu. He watched the woman walk into the kitchens. He looked back at Harry, not sure what to talk about.

"So how long have you been wanting to kiss me?" Harry pushed the question into the open air, watching Draco blush.

"Why do we have to talk about things that have passed? Lets talk about…" Draco tried to change the subject, but Harry wouldn't give in.

"Draco, answer the question." Harry said smiling and grabbing his hand on the table.

"Well," Draco started looking into Harry's eyes. He shook his head. "Since fifth year, after your date with Cho in Hogsmeade." Draco blurted out. Harry smiled.

"Well, why didn't you say anything before now?" Harry asked. He looked into Draco's eyes again. He thought it cute that Draco was stuttering.

"Well, You were…I mean…wait a minute," Suspicion dawning on Draco's face "how long have you liked me?" Draco asked, a smile spreading across his face. Now it was Harry's turn to stutter.

"Well… I 'm, uh… Look at how good the outside looks today." Harry looked out the window, his face getting redder by the minute.

"Yes, very nice. Answer the question." Draco persisted. He watched Harry look for another excuse, but unable to find one, he told Draco the truth.

"Honestly, I've liked you since I first met you. Your arrogance and confidence intrigued me, but I fell in love with you in the summer before our fourth year. We were at the quidditch world cup, Voldemort's sign had been put into the air and Hermione, Ron and I were in the forest. We ran into you and you looked so damn hot, leaning against the tree so cool and calm. Your were so mysterious, yet I wanted you more than anything that night." Harry finished. His eyes were glazed over and he looked like he was reliving a great memory.

"Here you go, my dears." The waitress had returned. She passed Harry a stack of blueberry pancakes and Draco Raspberry. She also handed out a container of syrup, powdered sugar, two glasses of Orange juice and two cups of Coffee.

"If you need anything else, don't mind to ask." Harry and Draco were left alone again. Harry suddenly felt uncomfortable around Draco, having spilt his whole love story out. He avoided Draco's face for the remainder of the breakfast.

When all was eaten and glasses empty the Waitress brought the check. Harry went to pick it up, but Draco beat him to it.

"Hey, I was going to pay for that." Harry said, reaching for the check, but Draco held it farther out of reach.

"Well, now I'm going to pay for it." Draco responded, pushing Harry away from the check. "Plus, you paid for it yesterday at the coffee shop. Now its my turn."

He picked up the check and pulled the amount of muggle money needed out of his pocket. The two men got up and paid the waitress on the way out, leaving her a generous tip.

"So what do we do now?" Draco asked as they emerged onto the street.

"Let's go…" Harry wasn't sure what to do either. Then a thought struck him.

"Let's go see a movie." Harry said, smiling. He wanted to go do something with Draco that normal couples did in their spare time.

"I have a better idea. Let's go back to your apartment and see a movie." Draco said, pulling Harry into his arms. Draco gave Harry a long, hard kiss.

"That sounds great." Harry said, slightly out of breath.

The two boys walked back to Harry's apartment. Both noticing that more shops had opened since they had left that morning.

They finally got back to Harry's apartment and took the elevator up to the top floor. They reached the top and walked out into the vacant hallway. Harry lead the way to his door, pulling the keys from his pocket. Harry opened the door and let them both in.

"What do you want to watch first?" Harry asked, closing the door behind them. He led Draco over to his movies. Harry walked into the kitchen and laid his stuff on the table. He opened the cabinet and pulled out a pack of popcorn.

"How bought this one?" Draco said, holding up a copy of Bambi.

"Draco, have you ever seen that?" Harry asked, smiling as Draco looked at the cover.

"No, but it looks sweet." Draco said, smiling. Harry put the popcorn in the microwave and walked into the living room.

He kicked his sneakers off and put his coat in the closet. He looked at Draco and saw that he was looking at the back of the Bambi case. He leaned over Draco's shoulder and wrapped his arms around Draco.

"What are you looking at?" Harry asked him, kissing him on the cheek.

"It's cool how they have these little pictures on the back." Draco responded, leaning back into his arms.

Harry heard the microwave beep, signaling the popcorn was finished. Harry shook his head and walked back into the kitchen. He pulled a bowl out of the cabinet and emptied the popcorn bag into it.

"Ok, here's the popcorn, now give me the movie." He exchanged the popcorn for the movie. He opened the case and put the movie into the VCR. He got back on the couch looking at Draco, who was starring at the popcorn in curiosity.

Surely, Harry thought to himself He knows what popcorn is. He smiled as Draco leaned over and sniffed the contents of the bowl.

"What the hell is this?" Draco ask picking up a piece of the popcorn. Harry gave a small chuckle and watched Draco stick his tongue out and barely pressit against the popcorn. At this Harry burst out laughing.

"What is so damn funny, Potter?" Draco asked, anger welling up in his voice. He glared at Harry when he shrugged his shoulders.

"Have you ever had a bowl of popcorn?" Harry asked the smile on his face not faltering.

"No, I've never had any muggle foods." Draco said, his face showing anger and embarrassment at the same time.

Harry leaned over and kissed Draco, trying to make up for laughing. Draco's face relaxed and he smiled at Harry. Harry reached into the bowl, grabbed a piece of popcorn and put it in Draco's mouth. Draco chewed slowly and swallowed.

"That's actually pretty good. Muggles deserve more credit than we give them." Draco said grabbing another handful of popcorn.

Harry shook his head again and grabbed the remote control from the table. He flipped on the television and pressed the play button.

The movie began and Harry leaned back against the couch. He looked over at Draco and saw that he was thoroughly enjoying the popcorn.

Who would have ever thought? Harry wondered to himself. I never considered myself gay, but look at me. What am I going to say to Starr? Harry wondered to himself.

Draco sat the bowl on the floor and pulled Harry to him. Harry laid his head down on Draco's chest and he could feel his heart beating.

The sky outside started to go into evening. It was six o' clock when the movie finished. Draco was now laying in Harry's arms. For the first time Harry had seen Draco cry, and Harry had felt so bad for him.

"Are you ok?" Harry asked, pulling Draco up. Draco cheeks were still tear stained.

"His mother died. What the hell? That was depressing. Why would anyone create a movie like that." Draco stood up and brushed his clothing off.

"I've never seen you cry before. It's so weird." Harry said pulling Draco back down.

"Yeah, well, don't get used to it, Potter. It's just that I thought about what would happen if my mother died." Draco said. Harry felt a pang of hurt himself, having never known his own parents.

"Draco, that's really sweet. I'm surprised that you actually have a human side." Harry said, smiling as Draco glared at him. A loud silence fell between the two, neither knowing what to say to the other. Harry looked over to Draco and saw that he had started to cry again.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked him, wiping a tear of his cheek. Draco laid his head down on Harry's shoulder and started to cry harder. A couple of minutes passed and Draco finally got a hold on himself.

"My life just seems so hard. You have no idea how hard it was for me to keep up a giant lie at Hogwarts. I lied about who I was just to protect a family name." Draco said, his eyes welling up with tears again.

"Well, why didn't you say something?" Harry asked kissing Draco on top of the head.

"I couldn't, my father would've killed me. If it hadn't been for my mother, I probably would have killed myself. My father abused me mentally and physically and my mother tried toprotect me from that." Draco said, sitting up and wiping his face off.

Harry laid his hand on Draco's shoulder and rubbed it gently. Draco turned and looked into Harry's eyes. The green depths of his eyes intrigued Draco. He pulled Harry towards him and kissed him, feeling Harry kiss him back.

Harry wasn't sure what was happening between Draco and himself, but he was going to let it happen.

Draco kissed his way down Harry's neck. He gently nibbled on Harry's neck until he hearda moan. While doing that, he took his hands and pushed Harry's shirt up. Harry rose up, allowing Draco to pull his shirt off. Draco went on down Harry's chest, flicking his tongue across Harry's nipple. Harry let out a loud moan, rising up off the couch. Draco went back up to Harry's head and kissed him hard on the lips. Harry pulled Draco harder into him, pressing their erections together.

"Oh, fuck!" Draco moaned leaning back down to kiss Harry.

Both men heard a clicking. They stopped what they were doing and looked around. Harry was the first to see the source.

"Look," Harry said pointing to a small owl sitting on the window sill. "there's an owl for you."

"How do you know its not for you?" Draco asked, getting up and heading towards the window.

"Well, I haven't talked to anyone from the Wizarding world in about three years. So why would someone send me a letter now?" Harry responded, pulling his shirt off the ground.

Draco opened the window and the owl soared in, landing on Harry's shoulder. Harry jumped up quick, making the bird fly away.

"Oh, shit. That hurt." A small scratch appeared on Harry's shoulder were the bird had flown away in a hurry.

Draco walked over, concern for the cut in his face. He ran his finger across the wound and picked up the blood. He put the finger in his mouth and sucked off the blood.

"That's disgusting. You could get some kind off disease." Harry said, a look of disgust on his face.

"What, have you got something your not telling me?" Draco asked, smiling.

"No, but its still disgusting." Harry stood up, looking to see where the bird went.

"You mean you wouldn't suck my blood." Draco asked a smile spread across his face.

Harry smiled and walked through the apartment. He found the owl sitting in the kitchen, nibbling on a pack of opened crackers.

He walked over to the owl and pulled the letter off his leg.

Mr. H. Potter.

Apartment 55

Harry looked up. Curiosity coming across his face.

"Draco! Did you know I was going to get a letter?" Harry screamed into the living room, but he didn't get an answer.

Harry walked back into the living room and heard water running in the bathroom. Draco was in the shower. Harry shook his head, sitting down on the couch, letter still in his hand.

He opened the letter and pulled out the contents. There was a letter and a ticket.

"Oh god." Harry said as he laid the ticket aside. Harry opened the letter.

Dear Harry,

I hope Draco has told you the story by now, but in case he didn't, I will. The resent deaths have put the thought that Voldemort is not dead. We are asking your return to the Wizarding world. Draco will be coming back in three days time. We ask that you accompany him.

Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall and Albus Dumbledore

Harry laid the letter down and looked up as Draco came out of the bathroom, wearing a pair of Slytherin green boxers.

"I assume you've read the letter by now." Draco said, rubbing his head with the towel. Harry looked at him and felt betrayed.

"How could you not tell me that's what you're here for. I thought…" Harry said. Feeling hurt and embarrassment.

"This doesn't change anything between us. I still love you." Draco said, walking over to Harry. He sat down next to Harry and reached for his hand, but Harry retracted it.

"Yeah, well, I'm not really sure about what I feel for you." Harry got up and went into his bedroom, leaving Draco alone and hurt in the living room.

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