A/n: hi everyone! Firstly to all my reviewers: I love you guys! Your reviews make me feel all happy and make me want to write on, so thank you! Ok enough with all the mushy stuff, I give you chapter 5!

Draco left the headmasters office an hour later and stormed towards the great hall.

Harry had found out his secret. He would tell his idiot friends and whoosh the whole school would know. Must find him.

He entered the hall, scanned the gryffindor table and realised he wasn't there. Ron and hermione were feeding each other but there was no black haired teen with them.

Sighing Draco turned away and tried in vain to calm himself down.

He considered going back to the common room but a voice whispered to him 'you can find him. He found you earlier, and you're much more than him.' Draco smiled and walked up the staircase briefly checking each floor on the way up. He reached the seventh floor and caught a glimpse of jet-black hair and glasses. Draco ran off the moving stairs and after the boy who was now making his way towards the room of requirement.

Tiptoeing, Draco watched Harry walk past the blank wall and when a wooden door appeared he surged forwards and followed Harry inside.

Draco gasped and Harry spun around to find a wide-eyed Draco malfoy.

'What are you doing?' Harry asked suspiciously.

' Its heaven!' Draco exclaimed. He danced up and down and ran to examine the walls. Harry grinned sheepishly at Draco's behaviour.

The walls were plastered floor to ceiling in moving photographs of Draco, all ranging in size and age.

'This is my favourite.' Draco stated coming to a halt in front of a full body length photo of himself in his Quidditch robes from the end of last year.

'Erm… Draco are you ok with this? I mean it doesn't freak you out?' Harry asked nervously. Draco was now kissing many of his photos and Harry was unpleasantly reminded of one Gilderoy Lockhart.

'Harry, I love it! Can I come back whenever I want? We can add one of you.' Draco smiled and added a postage stamp sized photo of Harry in his fourth year that was trying desperately to escape. Harry walked up and yanked it off the wall. He spun round and found himself nose to nose with Draco. Being in such close proximity to the blonde, Harry could smell the apple flavoured lip-gloss and cherry scented moisturiser. He could also detect a whiff of coconut smelling hair product. Harry had to laugh at the blonde's femininity.

'What?' Draco whispered huskily. This only made Harry giggle harder.

'You wear lip gloss, moisturiser and coconut hair stuff and you have the nerve to ask me "what?"' Harry gasped for air. Draco cocked his head and took Harry's head in his hand.

'Well, how very observant Mr. vanilla chap-stick. I notice that you are wearing let me see…black mascara and is it…blusher? I think that you are being a bit of a hypocrite Harry.'

Harry blushed at being found out, but he remembered something.

' Look, I have to wear chap-stick! The cold wind ruins my lips!' he shouted defensively.

Draco merely smiled and coughed something that sounded like 'fairy'.

Harry glared at him and pretended to sneeze. 'Queen'

Draco laughed derisively. 'Its Prince, dear, I've been royalty my whole life! But you can be my Queen if you want?' Draco was back to speaking huskily and Harry couldn't help getting turned on by it. His legs buckled a bit and Harry grabbed Draco's shoulders for support. Draco looked into the other boy's eyes and remembered why he had come here in the first place.

'I need you to do me a favour.' He smiled. Harry opened his mouth like a trout.

'Anything' he replied breathlessly.

'Good, I need you to keep my problem a secret. Can you do that?' Draco bit his lip nervously. Harry nodded and moved forwards to catch Draco's lips with his own. This time Draco was ready and didn't waste time fighting, he slipped his tongue into the other boy's mouth and wrestled with Harry's tongue.

All the photographs on the wall were watching intently and a few of the younger ones were cheering.

Harry smiled or attempted to but their pleasure and excitement was short-lived…again.

The door flew open and a triumphant Pansy entered the room.

'Aha!' she cried. Looking from one angry and seriously pissed off Draco to a shocked and embarrassed Harry, Pansy was not sure whether to run away or laugh at the situation.

'I caught you!' she laughed at them. Draco took one step forward and his footsteps echoed around the otherwise silent room.

'Aha!' she shouted again. Her mind had gone blank, but she needed to say something, talking comforted Pansy for some bizarre reason.

Draco took another step towards her and she began to get scared. Ignoring the towering blonde coming towards her she glared at the scrawny Gryffindor.

'He's straight you know.' She told him as if explaining 'dog shit smells.'

'Oh yeah? Whatever you say. But in a little place called "reality" he's a homo.' Harry taunted her. Draco was still taking steps towards Pansy and he finally reached her.

'Get. Out.' He whispered dangerously.

'No! I caught you Draco! And why are you with Potter? He's a...'she lowered her voice but kept it loud enough for Harry to hear, 'Gay. I'd be careful he doesn't try to rape you Drake' she patted his arm. Draco giggled at her then got louder and louder until his manic laughter filled the room.

'Pansy dear. I'm gay too.' He smiled at her, desperately trying not to laugh.

'What? I…I…don't-'

'I'm a homosexual fairy who is in love with the fucking boy-who-lived! Accept it Pansy, you are probably the reason I'm gay. All the times you flirted with me, it's enough to put anyone off women! But I should probably thank you, without you I wouldn't have fell in love with Harry. Then again if I wasn't gay I wouldn't have to be a cat everyday so thanks, but you've ruined my life.' Draco finished. Pansy opened and closed her mouth stupidly.

'A…a…cat? Are you talking in metaphors Draco? I don't-'

'Just get out Pansy. Before I seriously hurt you.' Draco sighed and turned his back to her. She backed away not knowing what had just happened between her and one of her oldest friends. After she had gone Draco turned back to Harry.

'Are you ok?' Harry asked timidly. He didn't know what to do, his brain was telling him to calm the blonde but his groin was telling his to leap on the taller slytherin.

'I'm fine. Where were we?'

The two boys remained in the room until late night, after missing dinner a plate of delicious food appeared in the room so they did not go hungry. The pair were sprawled over the array of pouffes, Draco with his arms around the smaller boy and both contemplating in silence.

'Why?' Harry suddenly asked. Draco shifted and looked over at the black haired boy.

'Why what?' he asked.

'Why does everything I love have to get hurt?' Harry elaborated.

'I don't understand what you mean.' Draco mumbled.

'Well the people I care about always either get murdered or cursed or hurt.' Harry tried to catch Draco's eyes but the blonde was deliberately staring at his hands.

'I don't think it's intentional.' He finally looked up and Harry could see the pain I the boy's silver eyes.

'I bet you hate me.' He fidgeted uncomfortably.

'I could never hate you.' Draco smiled sadly. Harry shook his head.

' You can. I ruined your life. Just like I ruin everyone's life.' Harry sighed.

'Dumbledore didn't explain very well did he?' Draco said, it was more of a statement than a question. 'I'll help you out shall I? Well you know I'm cursed, but it isn't permanent. For once my father's ignorance will be an asset. You know how focused he was on the Malfoy name; well he knew that I was the only one who could continue the line. He also knew that no one would want to be with me if I became a cat everyday.'

'I would' Harry interrupted. Draco smiled weakly and continued.

'So he made the curse so that if I found true love, where the person loved me back, then the curse would break and so on blah blah blah.'

'But that's not really a curse, I mean-' Harry started but Draco cut him off.

'You're forgetting I love you, and only you. I told my father I would be with no one but you. My father believed that you were straight and that would never fall in love with me on principle. There in lies the reason why my father's stupidity helps us. You do love me don't you? I mean you won't hate me again when the sin wears off?' Draco suddenly looked afraid of being rejected. Harry smiled brightly.

'Of course I love you, but it will be a bit of a shame when the curse is broken.' Harry sighed. When Draco looked at him questioningly Harry continued.

'You were so adorable as a kitten. Maybe you could learn to be a kitten animagus?' Harry smiled hopefully.

'Not a chance in hell Harry.'

a/n: soooooo, i wrote this quite quick so i don't know if it's decent or not. i know it's more lovey-dovey than humor at the minute but i'm just trying to wrap things up with these two and then i can concentrate on the funnier aspects of the story. ok?

hurray! draco doesn't have to stay a cat! like i could ever do that to him anyway.

right,i'm off on holiday today and i won't be back until saturday so i'll write more then i promise. ok bye everyone!