Ok, so I can FINALLY update, now that Siren's Song has been updated! YAY! Aaannyway. Sorry it took so long. Ah, and there was confusion with the last chapter. I just wanted to let you know that Harry IS still going to be with Damian, in fact, I might put some "action" between them in this chapter. Ok, on with the fic! This might actually suck horribly, because I haven't written in like, forever. But the next chapter will be better, because I'll have gotten used to it by then!

Simply Irresistible

Chapter eight

Harry walked into his History of Magic class, one arm wrapped protectively around Draco's waist. He seemed to miss the flashing of cold blue eyes from the front of the class.

"Mr. Potter! Would you PLEASE unlock your mouth from Mr. Malfoy's long enough to answer my question!" Damian barked irately for the umpteenth time that day.

Harry looked up and grinned sheepishly "Sorry Damian." he said and untangled his arms from Draco's.

"It's Professor Daae, Monsieur Potter." he said coldly and everyone turned to stare in shock at Harry.

From day one they had all been urged to call him Damian, especially Harry. What was going on? Why was he acting so cold towards Harry all-of-the-sudden? None of this made any sense, whatsoever.

Harry looked a little hurt at this and looked down, not speaking to anyone for the remainder of the lesson.

When the lesson ended, Mr. Daae called Harry back. Harry kissed Draco briefly and told him that he'd see him at lunch. Mr. Daae thought that Draco was taking MUCH to long in leaving and shot a stream of ice after him, causing him to scamper quickly out of the room. After Draco had left and Mr. Daae had shut the door and locked it, Harry walked gloomily up to his desk, head bowed.

"Yes, Mr. Daae?" he asked nervously, twisting his tail in his hands.

"Stop twisting your tail like that you little idiot! You'll hurt yourself!" Mr. Daae barked and Harry dropped it quickly, tears pricking at his eyes. Why was Damian yelling at him like this? He didn't understand.

"From now on, if you can't keep your attention on the class, don't even bother showing up! Do you understand me? do you?" he barked and Harry nodded vigorously.

"I'm sorry..I...I.I'll tell Draco to stop..." Harry muttered.

"Yes, about that. I wasn't aware that Mr. Malfoy was in this class." Damian said and Harry tried his best to suppress a small giggle. He looked up smiling, but upon seeing the rather disturbing expression on Mr Daae's face, his grin faltered, and he looked down once again.

"He's not" was all he said.

"I don't want to see him in my class again, got it?" Mr Daae said in a deadly whisper and Harry nodded quickly. Just them was when it hit him. Damian! They were together, weren't they? How could he have forgotten something like that! That's why Damian was so upset! Somehow, Harry had forgotten all about it! But now the feelings all came rushing back to him with tremendous force, sending him into a tide of tears. Dumbledore had told him that if the stress got to be too MUCH for him, he might start to forget things. When he had run to Sirius that night, he must have forgotten about his relationship with Damian!

Harry crumpled down on the floor and started crying fiercely. "Oh I'm so, so sorry Damian! I-I didn't-The stress..it was...I'm so sorry!" he cried and Damian understood. It had happened to him when he had first changed. The stress had gotten to him so MUCH that he had forgotten half the things that had happened to him. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around Harry, pulling him up off the floor. Harry continued to cry into his chest for nearly an hour, Damian whispering comforting words to him all the while.

Harry finally stopped crying and they just stood there, wrapped in each other's embrace. "I love you Damian." Harry whispered and Damian turned him up to face him. "And I you, Mon Amour." he said gently and gave him a long, sweet kiss on the lips.

Harry suddenly wrapped his arms around Damian's neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. After awhile, the kiss became heated, and passionate and both men could fell the other's arousal. Harry began to take off Damian's robes, when Damian stopped him. He broke the kiss, quite reluctantly, and pushed Harry away slightly. "Harry, no. Not right here, not right now."