Okay I'm gonna do the WARNINGS again:

Warnings. This is a SLASH STORY! Look, in pretty bold black CAPITAL letters - SLASH SLASH SLASH! Honestly.

Anyhow, I promised someone I'd post the next short chapter within the hour...um...I'm only a few minutes late! Honest I did my best... Any how, here you go.

Chapter 2

Three hours into the flight Draco left his seat to go to the bathroom and Harry looked up from his book to watch as the tall handsome blonde walked past. Harry looked back to his book and continued reading. Only when Harry heard the flush and the bathroom door open and close did he look up from his book. Looking up over the frames of his glasses Harry's green eyes met silver. Harry offered a tiny smile before turning his gaze away and sighing. Draco sat down and Harry closed his book. Taking his glasses off Harry turned around putting one hand over the back of his chair to help hold him in place. Draco relaxed into the seat and looked up at Harry a completely neutral expression on his face. They both stayed silent for a while until Harry broke the silence.

"It's my sister's wedding." He offered with a shrug. "Me and the rest of my...family don't get along. They don't like me all that much. We've never seen eye to eye."

"And why is that or are the reasons a little too personal to share?"

"They are a little too personal." Harry said offering the barest hint of a smile. Draco leaned his head back after nodding and interlocked his fingers on his lap. "My family is rich. All of them are. M-my parents owned a large private law company. My father was the owner of that whilst my mother was rich because of her musical skill. They died when I was two, I don't really remember them much except for the time they died. They died in a car crash with me in the car. I only survived because I was in the back of the car. My brother and sister, who are older, were at home with the nanny but Mam apparently wanted to take me shopping with my father. The only thing I remember of my parents is this huge white light coming towards us in the car from a large lorry. My father shouted out for my mother Lily but then the lorry hit us. My father was killed instantly. My mother..." Harry's voice broke slightly and he looked away. "My mother stayed alive a little longer. She was bleeding heavily, there was so much blood, but she climbed into the back to check on me and try to clam me down. I only remember her saying 'not you today Harry, not you.' That's it.

"We, Tommy, Rose and I, grew up with my aunt and uncle and cousin. They were all rich because my aunt was my mother's sister and my uncle owns this company that makes drills. My cousin and my brother hit it off quickly whilst my aunt always wanted a daughter but couldn't have any more children. Aunt Petunia took my sister under her wing. My uncle only had eyes for his son. As it happens when I turned fifteen I discovered I was gay. I told my sister who evidently let it slip to Aunt Petunia who told Vernon who told...well, it doesn't matter. We never saw eye to eye about a great many things. I moved away to America when I was seventeen. I started up a business all my own with the million pounds my parents left me for when I was sixteen. I didn't get the most money of course, I was only their youngest, but it was enough. I finished my education and am now earning more money than the rest of my family put together. That is the only reason they invited me I think...perhaps it was so they could flaunt the fact that I'm so tainted and dirty. I shall never know. I don't even know why I'm telling you this, you don't need to know it do you and you probably don't care."

Harry went to turn around but found a strong pale hand gripping his chin. Eyes wide Harry turned his gaze back to Draco and found silver pools to be near to his own. He hadn't realised that a tear had fallen down his cheek until a slightly calloused thumb brushed it away.

"I think I understand why you picked to have someone there with you now. You need someone to support you and I am happy to bear that responsibility as well. Just hold your head high. You have obviously made something off yourself on your own now and therefore you have something to be proud of. Don't let them put you down." Harry nodded and Draco let his hand drop away. Harry turned his face to the side.

"I am sorry." He said. "I am sorry in advance for anything they say to you. They have become more open minded but since you are with me you might get ridiculed. So I apologise."

"Don't apologise Harry. You British always seem to apologise for the slightest of offences and even when there has been no offence done you apologise. It's annoying and it isn't becoming of someone such as you. You should have more pride and confidence in yourself."

Harry looked Draco over through carefully guarded eyes. Draco had a slight frown on his face but his eyes seemed to show Harry that he was telling the truth. Harry nodded but didn't say anything; he just went back to his book.

A few hours later the steward came around serving food.

"Sir, would you like roast chicken or our vegetarian option of tomato sauce and pasta?" Harry was, as a rule, a vegetarian. He didn't eat meat, not since he'd seen his favourite cow on his friend Neville's farm had been slaughtered for the stew. He didn't eat meat, any time he tried he was viciously reminded of that cow, Heather had been the name he and Neville had given her. Neville was a charming boy and they had both been so naive then. Harry felt his stomach turn slightly. He shook his head.

"I'm sorry. I'm really not hungry. Could I just have some juice though?" The steward frowned slightly but nodded her head

"Certainly sir. What would you like? We have orange juice, lemon, apply, pineapple, passion fruit or cranberry juice." Harry smiled gently.

"Passion fruit please." The steward offered him a smile back and handed him his drink. Harry drank it quickly and sighed when he felt his stomach settle down slightly. Harry then turned and went back to his book content just to read for a while. It only took a few more minutes before Harry felt his eyelids getting heavy. He closed the book and put it away with the rest of his stuff in the over head compartment. He also found his glasses case and put that away. Sleepily he rubbed his eyes and sat down completely missing the silver eyes that watched him calculatingly.

Relaxing in the chair Harry found a comfortable position and closed his eyes blindly pulling the blanket he knew was there out of the pocket in the back of the chair in front. Pulling the blanket out Harry pulled off the plastic bag around it and opened the blanket up covering himself with it before slowly falling asleep doing his best to ignore the butterflies in his tummy.

Well over nine hours into the flight now and having a further three hours to go Harry had woken up again but this time had taken to listening to his music on a small black nano ipod. Another steward came around with some food and Harry shook his head once more.

"I'm not hungry thank you. I'm still full up from earlier." Since this steward was a different one she didn't know that Harry was lying and offered Harry a drink instead. Harry smiled his agreement and asked for a second drink too. This time he had passion fruit and another drink of water. After drinking his drinks Harry got up and headed to the loo running a hand through his hair as he went.

When he came back he saw Draco watching him. Harry closed his eyes momentarily before continuing to his seat and sitting down.

"Do you do that frequently?" Draco's voice asked silky smooth.

"Do what sorry?"

"Do you skip meals frequently?" Harry turned in his seat slightly a blush already on his cheeks.

"Um...only when I don't feel like eating or I'm too busy." Draco's eyes narrowed slightly.

"And how often is that?"

"Um..." Harry tried to quickly come up with a way around the subject but couldn't think fast enough to. "Once sometimes twice a day though sometimes I eat all three meals."

"Well, when you are with me I demand you eat at least three times a day." Harry turned and faced Draco with anger flaring up.

"Why? It's none of your business!" Draco smiled innocently though Harry was sure he could see the hardness in the man's eyes.

"You are right however if this facade is going to fool your family then it should at least look like I am taking care of you and you me. Therefore, in the interest of your best health you shall eat three times a day when we are together." Harry stared hard at Draco. Harry was intelligent, he was incredibly intelligent but for some reason his head was refusing to work at the moment and Harry lost his anger with one weary sigh and leaned his head against he chair.

"What ever you say."

There you are. Told you it was short. Now, review quickly and I might give you the next chapter tonight. Next chapter is 5 pages, this one was three. Review, review and review also, if and when you do review I try and reply to them (if there's more than an 'great update, updats soon' theme to them) and I also read your profiles and take a look at your stories. As you can tell, I spend a lot of time online (pokes tongue out at school work.)

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