Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters. Sad, I know.

Story title: Because I never gave up

Pairing: Harry/Draco

Author: Spideria

Chapter: 3

To all my reviewers: I would like to thank you all for your wonderful support. Unfortunately, though, I'm not going to write all your names because I left writing this chapter to the last minute, and I know if I started writing your names, I would get caught up in your wonderful comments and forget about writing the chapter. But thank you all! ^_^


Chapter 3: Two Dangerous Kisses

"Sorry Terry. I know you were looking forward to going to the dance with Draco, but he wanted to just go with me, without any dated like we always do." Harry was explaining to Terry, while Draco eavesdropped from around the corner of the classroom door.

"Oh man. Are you serious?" Terry asked Harry, disappointedly.

" Yeah, but don't worry, mate. I heard Ginny's still looking for a date. My guess is she'd love to go with you." Harry replied, reassuringly.

"Just as long as Ron doesn't kill me." Terry answered back, jokingly.

Harry laughed along with Terry as they realized the truth in the statement.

After a few more moments of small talk, Terry left to his lunch and Harry joined up with Draco, where he knew Draco had been listening.

"There. Problem solved," Harry chirped, cheerily.

Draco only smiled brightly in return.

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Harry was walking alone on his study hall period when, suddenly, he bumped into someone, getting his books thrown from his hands, and onto the floor. The person he'd bumped into quickly bent down to pick up his books as he said, "Sorry. Let me help you with that," in a silky smooth voice.

A voice that Harry knew very well.

"Errr...thanks Oliver." Harry murmured under his breath as a slight flush spread over his cheeks.

"No Problem, Harry." Oliver answered, handing Harry his books.

"Listen," Oliver began, "About the Spring Dance. Do you have a date yet?"

"No," Harry answered, already knowing where this was going.

"That's great! I mean, not because I don't want you to have a date or anything, but...Harry, would you like to go to the dance with me.

"Oh ummm," Harry began nervously. Oh, how he wanted to say yes. But he had promised Draco. He'd promised. And now he regretted it. Could he go back on his word? Draco would understand, wouldn't he? He would. Harry knew Draco would understand.

"Sorry, Oliver. I can't." Harry answered.

Just because he knew Draco would understand didn't mean he should take advantage. Draco was his dearest friend and he would never do anything to hurt him- physically or emotionally.

"Oh, I see...." Oliver said, suddenly looking very gloomy.

He began to walk away solemnly, dragging his feet with his head drooping. Harry couldn't just leave him like that so he did the only think he could think of.

Running up to Oliver, he said, "Oliver, wait! It's not that I don't want to go with you, it's just that I already promised that I'd go with Draco as friends. But I really like you." Harry suddenly went a little timid at what he'd just said.

Oliver smiled and slowly lifted Harry's chin up to face him with his index finger.

"I really like you too," he answered. With that, he slowly leaned down and gave Harry's a soft kiss before soon lifting his head, ending the kiss.

Harry smiled, a bit dazed from the kiss.

"Tell you what, Harry," Oliver began, as he slowly started to turn away from Harry. "Why don't you save me a dance, then?"

Harry nodded his head slowly as he answered, "I'll do that."

"Great," Oliver said, with a smile. He then walked away, whistling a happy tune.


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"Well you look happy," Draco said, while he and Harry walked to their houses together.

"Yup," Harry answered cheerily.

"Oh come on, tell me." Draco persisted.

For some odd reason, Harry had the feeling that he really shouldn't tell him about the kiss with Oliver. He didn't know what it was, but he just didn't want to tell Draco about the kiss. Not for now, at least.

"How about you tell me what you're wearing to the dance?" Harry asked, changing the subject.

Usually, that would never work, but Draco had been working very hard on the perfect outfit for the dance. He never really cared much before, but he was hoping to impress Harry at the dance. Maybe that would send a few sparks Harry's way.

"Well, it's a surprise." Draco said, trying to make Harry get curious. Whenever Harry got curious about something, he would pester you for hours until he found out. Although Draco pretended it annoyed him, he really didn't mind at all. Actually, he secretly like the extra attention from Harry.

"A surprise? That's not fair!" Harry exclaimed, getting way too curious already. Harry wanted to know what Draco was wearing, and he wanted to know now!

Draco tried to hold back a smile as he saw the beginnings of a baby-ish tantrum.

He walked up to the gates of his Manor. The doors were soon opened for him, and he entered, followed by Harry, who was whining about how he should be able to know what Draco wears.

"Well, maybe I'll show you..." Draco began, as they got to the door to his room.

"Yes?" Harry asked.

"At the dance." Draco answered, with a smirk.

"No!" Harry exclaimed, childishly.

Draco walked into his room and gracefully sat down on his bed.

"Yes," Draco answered.

"Tell me or I'll tackle you!" Harry threatened, childishly.

Draco simply chuckled. "Sure."

"You don't believe I'll do it?" Harry asked, competitively.

Draco raised his eyebrow, as if challenging him.

Harry got a dangerous glint in his eyes, and before Draco could react, Harry was on top of Draco, sprawled across the bed. Breathing slightly quicker than usual, Harry smirked down at Draco.

"Now what do you have to say for yourself?"

Draco was too dizzy to answer. Harry was so close to him, and in such a seductive position, he couldn't think.

"Draco?" Harry asked, confused.

Draco couldn't think. He could only act, and before either of the boys knew what was happening, Draco leaned up and pressed his lips to Harry's. Harry was taken by surprise and had been about to pull away, but he couldn't.

Draco's lips felt so perfect against his.

Without warning, he began to kiss back, slowly slipping his tongue out tentatively licking Draco's lower lip. Draco quickly opened his mouth and soon their tongues were battling for control.

As good as this felt, Harry soon realized what he was doing and pulled back from Draco quite abruptly.

Draco stared up at Harry pleadingly and confused.

Harry gulped nervously and cleared his throat before saying, "Listen, Draco. I- I have to go."

Before waiting for a reply, Harry quickly let himself out of the door and left.

This was not good.

This was definitely not good.

This was bad.

This was terrible.

xoxo Spideria xoxo

Everyone, I am so sorry! I'm not even waiting for Saturday to post this! I'm just so sorry! Without warning I found out that I was going on Spring break vacation and I just up and went without preparing or anything and I wasn't able to update at all! I was really going to cut this into to chapters, but since you guys waited so long, I didn't want to give you only one chapter. I know you guys might not like the first part of this chapter, but at least a got some d/h action, even though it didn't end too well. Please don't get mad. I have to make it full of drama. At least you guys know now that Harry sort of likes Draco too. I hope that helps you guys. Please don't flame. I hope you like the chapter. Personally, I'm quite proud of this chapter, but that could be only me, so please give me some feedback and let me know. It was a nice, long chapter, and I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. ^_^ R&R