Title: How do you know?

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters, that privilege belong s to the eloquent Mrs. JKR. Besides, it's not like I am going to make any money of this anyways.

Warnings: SLASH! Don't like, Don't read! There will also be language in this chapter as well… maybe some adult situations…hmmm…if I can fit them in, maybe not yet.

Pairings: Harry/ Draco, Mione/Ron and whoever else I feel like throwing in!

Rating: I'm going to be safe and say "R" for language.

I messed up again…

And again you say

"It's okay"

But how do you know?

Draco finally told Harry that he did have something for him, that night in the infirmary. Both boys though were equally unsure as what to do next. Harry had always believed that Draco hated him, and that's why he had flown away in the first place. Draco was the whole reason he was out flying anyways. Harry had caught himself staring at Draco throughout dinner and was ashamed of himself. Flying always helped to clear his head, so he was flying around berating himself for checking Malfoy out. Then who should appear but the object of his stirrings to begin with.

Draco had seen Harry checking him out during dinner, and was pleased with himself; he had taken exceptionally long getting ready tonight. He was going to pull Potter aside after dinner and snog the hell out of him. Then leave and let it go like that. Slytherins after all, weren't the brave ones, 'No' he decided 'that's the gryffindorks area, I'll just kiss him, and let him come to me babbling and tell me how much he loves and worships me, and then I'll shag him senseless and we'll see after that' He thought he was so damn good, and had it all planned out. Of course he'd keep Potter to himself, it would never work out if anyone knew. He had it all figured out perfectly, until Potter got up and left dinner early. 'Shit, this won't work.' So as he got up to follow Potter he overheard Millicent talking, he hadn't heard a word of any of it, normally he wouldn't care, but he overheard one word…"Potter"…

That one word changed their lives forever…Harry now owed Draco his life, and he wasn't so sure about that. Yeah, he thought he was good looking, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was all ruined. Harry chuckled to himself. He liked Draco, kind of, and Draco liked him to some unknown extent, apparently enough to save his life, but neither were ready for an out and out relationship. Both of their houses knew they were gay, but come on, it would never be accepted.

"So, umm, what do we do now?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"Like I would know scar head, nothing like pointing out the obvious. It would have been so much easier if you wouldn't have gone flying, and I just could have snogged you then leave, and let the 'Brave' Gryffindork figure out what to do next."

"Err… you wanted to kiss me?" Harry was still stuck on the first part…

"Did you hear anything I've told you Potter? Yes! I was going to kiss you in the hall after dinner and leave you wanting more, and let all this stupid nonsense up to you, because I really could care less."

'Typical Draco' Harry thought…"So do you still want to kiss me?"

"Well that's romantic Potter, asking if I want to, you're supposed to be the brave one. Don't ask. Just do…armmmpppphhhh."

Harry didn't let Draco finish, he leaned over the side of the bed Draco was in a kissed him. After a moment, Draco came up for breath, and Harry looked away, he wouldn't want to see Draco disgusted at him for being such a sloppy kisser. Draco wasn't disgusted, but was perturbed that Harry couldn't even look at him after they had kissed.

"What the hell Potter? What is"

Harry got up and started towards the door. Draco will never change, and he felt a twinge…yes, he liked the boy, he liked him a lot, but apparently it wasn't so for …

"Potter! Get back here you stupid little coward! Where do you think you are going? I am talking to you."

"I'm leaving, I'm sorry I wasted your time, thanks for saving my life…I guess I owe you one." Harry opened the door, but he couldn't help but overhear Draco…

"Shit, shit, damn, fucked up again ….Potter! Get back here, you are wasting more time now, then you were sitting here…Did you think you were wasting my time kissing you? Or couldn't you tell I was kissing you back! I liked it Harry, I just want to know why you couldn't fucking look at me after just a kiss, Merlin forbid we ever do anythi…aaarrrmmmppphhh"

Harry kissed him again…Harry thought he liked this, when ever Malfoy started mouthing off he would just kiss him to shut him up. So much easier that arguing!

This time when they broke off for air, Draco glared at Harry, while a small smirk crept up on Harry's face.

"What!" Draco never wanted that smirk to leave Harry's face, it fit there so nicely, a lot better than that gloomy shroud of indifference he always saw.

"I was just thinking how much easier it is to deal with you, I can just kiss you to shut you up!" The smirk grew…

Yes, well, as easy as it seems, you can not kiss me in public…no one can see us together unless you want to kill both of us. I'm already going to have to hide a lot because of what I did tonight. I gave my father the only weapon he needed to kill me tonight, he knows where my loyalties won't fall, and now, I shall surely be disinherited."

"It will be okay, Draco."

Draco wondered not for the first time this night…'How do you know?'