I open my mouth to reply, but I am cut short by his lips covering mine. His right hand tangles itself in my hair and the other moves down my side, clutching at my hip. He squeezes it gently, and the sensation runs right through me.

It seemed so right at the time. He was just there, so beautiful and I couldn't resist the little movements or the happiness inside of him. I forgot the suppression because I had to give into that smile. There where no words left that I could say, just the little things mattered between us now.

The world is disappearing, because he is running his tongue over mine. I raise my hips up to meet his, and push a hand down his back onto the cheek he has tattooed. It feels so good in my hand, and I push him down so we meet in seductive arousal.

It felt wrong then, when he responded so thoroughly to me, because I knew I was betraying myself and Calix all in one swift motion. I had promised myself not to be like this, that I wouldn't let him fall for me. I couldn't handle the responsibility of working through all our problems; seven years of utter detesting each other at school wouldn't fade in a day.

He pulls off me, looking horrified. I open my eyes wide, because I know he has made a mistake. He stutters an apology, and I push back tears. Calix… Calix… Calix, he mutters and all I know to do is reach up to his quivering mass of lies and slap some sense into the heartless bastard. 'Fuck you!' I yell, and disappear into the bathroom to find a way out of this mess on my own.

When he slapped me I was taken by the most of surprise. I wondered, as I sat on his bed, whether it was right to keep Draco around anymore. He obviously had feelings for me, and I couldn't allow myself to get into that destruction anymore, because everything between us had been so ruthless and morbid. Did I really want to go there again? Did I really want to subject Draco to this torture anymore? No….

Knowing I have to come out of the bathroom sooner or later, I tentatively push the door open and make my way downstairs to find Harry. I search the study in hopeless attempt to waste time before I have to face him. My lips are still bruised from the most wonderful, horrible kiss I have ever had, and my hands are so sore from beating myself up in the rage I just experienced. I walk quietly into the kitchen, and what I see takes me back to a quivering boy. Harry is standing there, fuming, with luggage all around him. Someone else is in the background; the girl with the bushy hair and she smiles sadly at me. I ask what's going on, afraid that he might be leaving me all alone and when Harry responds, his voice is more frightening than any I have ever heard before.

There is nothing I can do but nod, accept and move to collect the baggage needing to be taken to the waiting car. It's my responsibility, and really the least I can do with the knowledge I now have.

His face was a saddened wonder; his body moving in such disgust towards me that I should have broken down and changed the situation, and in defence of myself, there was nothing left that I could do. We had changed the way we lived, and broken the rules I thought I had laid down and the pretty destroyed version, of the wonderfully destructive Draco I once knew had done something to me, and I had to get rid of the effect.

I turn to look at him, his gaze to the floor, and I grab the last of my belongings. "I love you, Harry…" I say quietly, knowing that he can hear me. He responds by looking up at me and he nods in recognition of my words. The name, his name, stings my tongue as it shakes with my jaw as I fight back tears. The girl I faintly remember tugs my arm, and I turn with her to leave my home. I feel stained by its presence now, and I feel empty knowing Harry is going off to stay with his lover; the word makes me sick now the feeling inside me bursts for him.

For the first time all day, I know yet again that I am going to die…

Well, we are certainly coming near the end of the story. OoOo... YOU HAVE TO KEEP READING, Cause I promise the end is worthwhile...

And they kissed, eh? Thats always a good sign... I hope...