LAST CHANCE

Chapter 3

"What does he get?" Harry asked Manny when the counselor returned. He was ordering the kids in a line.

"Um, he gets dinner tonight I know that." Manny seemed disappointed by the thought of no food.

"Oh that's it?" Harry turned to look at Draco who was sprawled out on the dirt gasping for breath. He turned away from the beautiful site to concentrate on Manny.

"That's it? Ha, I wanted that but you know…" He laughed and looked over at Draco, half his shirt was lifted up revealing his abs.

"Yeah." Harry whispered awkwardly; taking a twig and snapping it in half.

"How was dinner?" Harry asked sarcastically from the top bunk as he heard Draco come in.

"Fine…" But Harry could tell there was something wrong, it sounded as if Draco had been crying.

"You okay?" Harry asked searching the darkness.

"I said I'm fine freak!" Draco flopped onto the bottom bunk; Harry could here him getting up again searching for something.

"Bottom drawer." Harry said instinctively.

"What!" Draco hissed and Harry knew he was standing by the ladder to the top bunk.

"I said-" Harry started.

"I heard what you said!" His voice was different, hurt and he definitely sounded angry.

"I just saw you put it in there this morning." Harry said quickly; not wanting to be pummeled by the lunatic.

"Oh, right." Draco sighed and walked over to the desk, taking out the 'book' and slamming the drawer with a bang, making Harry jump.

Harry had been sitting up there scared shitless, thinking he was going to be killed by the homicidal blonde.

Draco turned the light back on, and this time Harry didn't say anything.

Harry opened his eyes, it was still late at night but he realized what had woken him up.

Somebody was crying below him, and he gasped. It was Draco, crying?

Harry lay their as still as possible then finally sighed. "Draco?" Harry whispered softly.

He could hear the blonde was trying to calm himself so Harry couldn't hear he was crying. "What freak!" He cried, you could hear the sobs behind his words.

"Are you okay?" Harry sat up and started to climb down the ladder.

"Do I look okay Freak!" He switched positions and lay on his stomach.

"Not really." Harry smiled weakly and wrapped a hand around the bed post.

"Then-then why did you ask?" Draco turned his head, and Harry could visibly see the tear stains on his face.

"Don't know actually." Harry chuckled; which made Draco even madder.

"Just shut up!" Draco yelled. "I can't take you freak, I hate this place, and I hate trying so hard to be-." He started but Harry finished for him.

"Noticed." He sat on the bed but Draco sat up and pushed him off.

"Ow!" Harry sat up on the floor. "What was that for?"

Draco leaned over and looked at Harry intently.

"If you ever tell that you heard me … you know." He lay back down. "I'm seriously going to kill you."

"Right." Harry got up but Draco did too, getting off the bottom bunk and taking Harry by the neck.

He pressed him against the wall of the cabin. "I'm serious!" Draco's face was so close to Harry's.

Harry squirmed in the tight grip Draco had on him, but he was also sort of turned on.

"I-I won't under one cond-" Harry flinched.

"There are NO conditions Freak!" Draco let go and walked over to the bedside. "I hate you and everything to do with you!"

"You're such a bastard!" Harry screamed back. "All you do is push people away; I was just trying to help! Jesus Christ." He cursed.

"Well, then don't!" Malfoy lay back on the bed yelling into the pillow.

Harry didn't say another word; he didn't feel like getting involved with this social reject.

Author's Note: Hey This chapter and chapter four are just kind of little chapters but the chapter ahead of that are waaay longer and more detailed so just read these cuz they held move it along. Sorry love lyn.