Chapter 11…Love equals me

Draco laughed some more, talking about how afraid Harry had been when a thin red head plopped into the seat next to him, whispering something into his ear. He only shook his head and she frowned, took one of his friends and the two left.

Victoria headed out; she really needed to get some air...

Harry sat in his room the house had been ransacked and he only had a few blankets. "How can I possible still love him?" he asked turning his head to face Sam who had helped him into the house. "We have to call the police…" No emotion came from him.

"NO! Sam please…!" Harry begged him grabbing onto his shirt. "I've got to go..." Harry suddenly got up. "Sam, tell my mom not to worry. I'll figure it out..." Harry sighed and couldn't believe he was actually going to do this. He looked around frantically but only saw Sam.

"Why don't you love me Harry?" Sam wondered.

"Huh? Love you? I like you Sam, but I don't know what it is about him…"

"Draco? The one who nearly killed you?" Sam seemed frustrated with this love sick boy.

"Well, love makes you do crazy things right?" Harry never took that saying to heart but now it seemed to fit this situation perfectly.

Harry walked out of his house not looking back, he grabbed his shoes and ran into the dark street towards what he thought was the light of his world. As he ran further, the neighborhoods looked run down. He was scared only for a second then realized what he was really here for.

Victoria took a large drag and sighed as smoke escaped her nose, someone was running near and she squinted, but her sight was blurred by tears and smoke, how could he have acted that way?

"Who's there?" she yelled.

Harry stopped running; exhaustion took over and he fell to his knees, dark spots slowly blurring his vision. "Harry..." he whispered before falling sideways onto the hard gravel

Victoria frowned "Harry?" she asked, stepping forward, confused, why would he be here?

"Where's Draco...Draco" he cried his name over and over again. His knees hurt as he could feel the gravel digging into his jeans as he supported himself with his hands. "I need...to see him..." Harry's tears fell onto his loose jeans.

Victoria frowned "He's inside, he probably doesn't wanna see you, and it's dangerous out here, you idiot." she said as she grabbed his arm, hefting Harry up "Come on, I'll take you in." she added and flicked her cig away.

He didn't bother to wipe the dirt off his clothes and quickly followed Victoria, who was still grabbing him with her skinny fingers. She looked a lot like Draco.

"Draco!" Victoria yelled as she walked into the smoky bar.

Draco turned and glared through the smoke. "What?" he yelled.

Harry could see him, he was still beautiful, still Malfoy. The boy he would always love no matter what. His heart stopped. He felt like he was in a movie, slow motion taking over and time seemed to stop.

"You got a visitor!" she snapped back from across the bar as a few guys whistled at him.

Harry blushed and turned his head so he wasn't facing Draco, his raven black hair in his exhausted face. Harry sobbed the Draco he once knew was changed, the one who saved his life completely was different and ... deformed by rage and greed.

He crossed the bar and glared "Who is it?" he asked and Victoria grabbed Harry's chin, turning his to face Draco. "Him." Victoria said and the blonde glared "Why is he here?" he snapped, acting as if Harry couldn't hear "If he expects me to give him food or money, he's got it all wrong!"

"Draco I don't want your money!" Harry screamed grabbing onto him desperately kissing him like they had done so passionately before.

He pushed him back and glared again his eyes filling with coldness. "Right." he growled and looked at Victoria, "There's an empty room upstairs." he said as he wiped his lips "Take him up there."

"Draco!" Harry begged him to listen. "I ...love you...you saved me...!" He screamed as Victoria pushed him up the stairs.

Harry sat on the bed knees up to his face, he remembered the times when they fought over razors and the terrible night with Kai... he gave a weak smile in between his small sobs.

Draco growled as he paced before the door, trying to get his feelings under control, part of him wanted to go in there and blow out his brains.

The confused blonde clutched the gun and shook his head, then pushed the door open "What do you want?" Draco growled still holding onto the doorknob, not expecting to stay long.

"I want you Draco..." he stood up and pushed him against the door that was almost closed… "Remember you said you promised me you promised me you wouldn't leave..!" Harry yelled directly into his ear.

The gang leader struggled, as memories of their little wrestling matches, full of joy and laughter back at the camp, then he remembered Sam and pushed back "Me? You're the one who has got a boyfriend!" Draco hissed and pulled out his gun.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Harry snapped back ignoring the gun. "You wouldn't Draco…remember the night, remember Kai the time he almost killed me you were there you saved me, you stopped my cutting you gave me hope Draco that's why I love you..." Tears burned in Harry's green eyes.

"So why are you with him?" Malfoy snapped as he pressed the gun to his temple "What do you know about me?" Draco retorted trying to ignore the tears. "What do you really know about Ray Sandraz?" Draco growled.

"What?" Harry cried out still ignoring the gun. "I don't care what you call yourself...I still love you..." Hopelessness filled his heart as he sat down slowly on the bed. "You know what Draco or whatever your name is...kill me kill me now please!" He screamed bowing his head in shame of everything. "I was wrong, I don't know you but I know I love you enough to try..." Harry whispered.

Malfoy's hand shook and he struggled with inner demons, then lowered his gun, letting his finger pull the trigger, shooting a hole through the floor. "You're lucky." he frowned. "I guess I am a little to drunk and your words are messing with my mind, now leave."

"I…I don't know Draco but you never used to be like this, I guess I was wrong about you." The other boy got up and finally realized this may be it. "Good bye, Draco..." Harry hid his tears. He walked over to him and kissed the blonde gently like he had done many times before.

Draco's heart raced and he stepped to the side, pulling away from him, struggling, and opened the door. The black haired boy brushed past him, touching him so slightly.

A tear rolled down Potter's cheek and he started to walk out the door.

Draco growled as he watched him, god he was being so bloody stupid...

He doesn't need you he's got him.

He's crying...I can't stand it!

Then do it! Break his heart again!

I...love him...

Draco's guilty hand shot up, the gun clattering to the floor as he gripped Harry's arm firmly.

"Hold on." Malfoy whispered glancing at the crying boy…

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