Chapter two; which is really short, I apologize. I'll make the next one longer guys.

Alsoo; alot of you say it's too high suspensed. So this chapter doesnt end with suspense :P

So yes; and ill tone down the suspense

--------------------------------------------------

The preivous day events had be flashing in his head all night and early into the morning. He did not sleep a wink that night, and believed he wouldn't sleep easy for many nights to come.

He had thought..quite some time ago. That he was gone, that he would never hear from him again. Because after all; he's the one that said goodbye. But this sudden change to want to see him again had caused a million questions to race unanswered in his head.

This wasn't was fair to him. Sure he had been hurt then..and for quite some time after..but life went on..he gave up believing one day he'd come back. He was doing just fine until she showed up with that..that..mess waiting to happen.

Of course he wasn't going to go. He knew that already, he had always known.

This really wasn't fair!

Who does he think he is..who does she think she is..Yenta?

And even if she was trying to do..something he had thought about last night..why there..why is this situation. The idea was stupid and he layed it the rest for good.

He didn't understand, and thought of not understanding something this big scared him. Although he would never admit it to anyone.

Finally of laying in bed for hours on end he lazily lifted himself out and walked into the cold kitchen. Turning up the heat, he put a pot of coffee on and sat down at the table.

The letter had not moved from the place it was left last night and it lay there on the table almost saying.

'Read me again..'

Giving into the temptation he picked it up and read again.

Congratulations

You are invited to our wedding;

Central Place Wedding Park;

It starts at 1;00 and ends till whatever time you crazy ex-hogwarts students want to leave; were still young arn't we!

Please RSVP as soon as you can;

Greatly appreacted.

Pansy.

He tossed the letter aside frowning to himself.

He wasn't going.

End of story. There was no way he was going to attend something where he would be there.

It isn't as if he stilled loved him..God no!

He really had moved on..

He walked over the to coffee machine and flicked off the switch sighing inwardly.

Walking back over yet again to the boxes he sat infront of them, sorting out papers and whatnot.

He did not dare touch the photo's..too much memories were in the photo's..

All the love..the passion..the extacy..the deceit..betrayal..the lies..

It wasn't worth it to pick them up and look at what used to be. The past in the past and Harry knew those words very well. You can't change what happened. It's done, it's over, move on. The words sting, but he know's they're true.

This couldn't be it could it?This couldn't be all of his life, sitting in front of boxes reminiscing over the past. There had to be more than this..

He had spend days..months in this place. In this house..with his brown blah boxes..and his..books..and his..his..memories..

He had to get out of here..but something kept him back..something..kept him here all the while..

He walked over to the stero and pushed play as the soft music drowned out his sobs.

I will prove to them 'tis not what they see..

As I try to prove more to me,

That my love really is gone..

And that I really have moved on.

'Why...Why did Draco Malfoy have to come back..'

he thought painfully to himself.

-------------------------------

Frick you guys! Chapter 2 is done.

It's short; I realize that..

But I had nothing more to say..

Sorry?

I think the next one will be longer..

Side Notes; I'm not sure there is any..

Yenta; A matchmaker from 'Fiddler On the Roof' for refrence.