A/N: Sorry! I forgot to include the disclaimer in the first chapter... :) By the way, this is my first fic...

Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter, its characters and settings are the copyrighted works of J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., her publishing companies and affiliates. No profit was made from the writing of this story nor was any malice intended in any way, shape or form to the author or the actors/actresses who so brilliantly have brought them to life.

Chapter Two

Biting back angry tears, Harry fled their bedroom and went straight to the dungeons where he knew nobody would disturb him.

Harry sat on the couch in front of the fire. He stared blankly at the fire while tears ran freely down his flawless cheek. He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't notice Hermione's presence.

One look at Harry and Hermione knew something was wrong. He radiated a feeling of sadness and fury at the same time. Hermione could see the wet streak of tears on his face.

"Harry, are you ok?" asked Hermione gently.

Harry slowly turned around and looked at her with the same blank eyes.

"How did you know I was here, Hermie?" asked Harry, voice void of any emotions.

"I just followed my instinct... Harry, are you alright?" Hermione was sure something was wrong. Harry never called her Hermie unless he's greatly troubled and helpless. The last time Harry called her Hermie, they were in their 7th year at Draco and Harry had just had a serious row and on the verge of breaking up. Come to think of it, Harry looked exactly like 4 years ago; he had the same vulnerable look.

"Yeah... I'm alright. If you reckon seeing your husband with your ex-quiditch captain together in the bed alright, then yes, I'm more than alright. I'm just bursting with happiness right now. Like I've won the quidditch world cup or something," said Harry sarcastically. Great! I even managed to make myself sound like the bastard! Thought Harry bitterly.

"Oh my God! Are you sure, Harry?"

"Yes... I'm more than sure..."

"Maybe someone polyjuice potion-ed him? Maybe it wasn't him?"

"Herm, don't try to think of reasons for him... I know it's him... he's fooling around behind my back..."

"Harry, calm down and-" Hermione didn't get to finish her sentence because Harry interrupted her.

"Herm, can you go back now and leave me alone? I want to talk to that shit alone"

"Sure... But are you really alright? Can you handle it by yourself? Do you want me to-"

"Yes and no! Just go Herm... I love you..."

Hermione shoot Harry one last look before she turned to leave. She really felt sorry for Harry. He looked so heart-broken.

"Just remember, Harry, we love you and we'll always be there for you no matter what."

Harry just smiled a sad smile.

Harry went for a long walk to calm himself down but failed miserably. He just couldn't get the image of Draco fucking Oliver so enthusiastically out of his mind. He couldn't stand the idea of sharing Draco with another person and felt irrational jealousy seep into his brain. He looked at the calmed lake and wonder what is underneath the lake. A merpeople tribe maybe. Right now he just wanted to push Oliver Wood into the lake. But before he does that, he'll have to tie Draco to him so that he won't ever have to see both their faces again. He stayed there by the lake for several hours before he made his way back to the castle.

As he walked back to the castle, he hoped to all the Gods that Oliver was gone. He looked so smug just now when he saw Harry spying on them. Fortunately he was gone and Harry was greeted by Draco's hug when he went back. Draco was really smart. I can't smell anything funny on him. Harry thought secretly.

Smart or stupid, Harry just wanted to punch Draco in the face so hard and tell him to fuck off but he kept his cool and asked Draco calmly.

"Where have you been all day, darling?"

"Oh, I just came back from work and I'm so tired," complained Draco as he proceeded to kiss Harry on the lips when he was pushed away rather rudely by Harry.

Work eh? You deserve what is coming, Malfoy. Harry thought angrily before sending a deathly glare in Draco's direction.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Harry?" Draco asked him crossly.

"No... Nothing's wrong... I was just wondering whether your meeting with Oliver Wood went well," Harry hissed through gritted teeth.

It was actually quite funny to see Draco's face turned from red then green and finally white. He looked like he was going to be sick. Harry would have laughed out loud had the situation not been so serious.

"You saw us, didn't you?" Draco asked quietly, his face a mask of shame.

"Yes, Malfoy. I saw everything. What happened to I love you forever and you are my life?" Harry asked bitterly and felt tears began to gather behind his eyes but he was determined not to let the tears fall.

Draco knew he was in deep shit and had no point denying what Harry just said so he tried to persuade Harry to stay by explaining everything to Harry.

"Harry, honey, I can explain..."

"Fuck off! I don't want to listen to your explanation! Save it for the house elves, Malfoy. I don't even know you right now. I don't know how I could believe you! You're such a liar. You betrayed me!" screamed Harry as he felt his tears fall.

Harry was very angry at himself for he had allowed himself to cry in front of Draco. Draco had broken his heart but he didn't want Draco to know how much he had hurt him. Harry was determined that he wouldn't give Draco a sense of victory, not after what he did to Harry.

Draco looked at Harry sadly and felt his heart ache painfully. How could he be so stupid as to let Oliver Wood talk him into doing that? Harry trusted him whole-heartedly but Draco had to throw it right back in his face. And to make matters worse, Draco just lied to Harry when Harry came back from his walk. Harry looked so vulnerable and helpless crying on the floor. All Draco wanted to do was to hold him in his arm and promise him that everything will be alright.

But he couldn't. Not with Harry looking at him with like that. There was a look of absolute fury on Harry's face. It was mingled with pain and betrayal.

"Harry, please..." pleaded Draco again.

"No, I don't want to hear your fucking reasons!" Harry said, choking on a broken sob.

Draco rushed to Harry's side but was shoved away by Harry.

"To think that I actually bought a promise ring for you this afternoon when you were fucking that bastard behind my back. Promises of love... Haha..." Harry laughed hollowly and Draco felt his heart constrict painfully. He couldn't bear seeing Harry like this.

"You know, Draco, I always thought we'll live happily ever after, even with bloody Voldemort still around. But I was so obviously wrong. I was blinded with love, so much that I actually believed you'll be faithful to me. I should have known better. You're a slut, Drake." said Harry, voice full of venom.

"Harry, stop it..."

"How could I expect the Sex God of Hogwarts, who also happened to be a Slytherin, be faithful to me, a lowly Gryfindork?" Harry said sarcastically, completely ignoring Draco.

"Harry, you're hurting yourself..."

Anger flared up in Harry's eyes, making his beautiful green eyes look cold and unapproachable.

"No, Malfoy, I'm not hurting myself. I'm hurt by you and I'm trying to hurt you back right now! Why did you lie to me, Draco? Why?"

"Tell me Malfoy, who's arse is tighter? Oliver's or mine? Does he suck cock as well as me?" asked Harry cruelly.

Draco kept quiet.

"Answer me! Who's tighter? Who's hotter???" taunted Harry again.

"Harry, please. I'm really sorry. Please forgive me baby?"

Draco didn't want the relationship to end. Just because of a stupid mistake he made. They had overcome so many obstacles in the past to get to this stage. He won't give up so easily.

"I'm moving out of this castle tonight." said Harry suddenly, a strange edge to his voice.

The two of them stared at each other in silence. Draco could see the unshed tears rolling in Harry's eyes and Harry was desperately trying not to cry. Draco's heart ached terribly and he moved to hug Harry but was pushed away again.

"Don't touch me, Draco. I don't know you. I don't want somebody else's used good..."

Draco ignored the fact that Harry had just called him someone else's good and said, "Harry... can you please let me-"

"I will arrange with the lawyer for a divorce. If you have any problem, just owl me. Your falcon will know where to find me." Harry said quietly, voice full of defeat and sadness, cutting Draco off.

"No! Harry... please listen to me. Give me another chance for goodness sake!" cried Draco desperately.

"Do you love me, Drake?"

"Yes."

"Then please let me go..." said Harry in a barely audible voice.

He then went up to the bedroom to pack his stuff. He was going to Ron's place. Harry had his own room at Ron's house so he was sure they wouldn't mind. All he wanted was some company to keep him occupied instead of thinking about Draco all day.

While Harry was in the room packing, Draco was sitting in his studies, head in his hands. He had been crying too, and that's saying something because Malfoys aren't allowed to cry. Harry, his sweet Harry had just said some of the most hurtful things to him. But Harry was completely justified to do that, since Draco was the jerk and Harry was the victim. He had completely broken Harry's heart.

Draco thought about the time when he proposed to Harry by the lake. Everything was so beautiful. Harry was beautiful; the lake was beautiful, even the merpeople will be beautiful at that time.

Flashback

"Draco, don't you think that the sunset is just so nice?"

"Yes, but not as nice as you though." answered Draco truthfully.

Harry blushed and Draco kissed him affectionately, wondering how he could be so lucky to find the most romantic and gorgeous man on Earth.

Harry rested his head in the nape of Draco's neck and inhaled deeply, lost in the intoxicating scent that was uniquely Draco.

"Should we sit down somewhere?" Draco asked suddenly.

"Yeah...sure. Let's go."

The two of them walked hand in hand to a nearby rock and sat there. Both looking at the golden coloured sun, wandering what their lives will be like after graduation. Will they be in each other's future? Will they still be lovers? Will they go their separate ways?

Harry's heart filled with such intense sadness when he thought about life without Draco that he felt his eyesight became blurred with tears. He couldn't help it. The tears just rolled down his cheeks. Draco was very shocked when he saw Harry crying when he turned around.

"Harry, are you alright? You're not hurt are you?" asked Draco immediately, worried that Harry might be hurt.

"No... I'm fine... just thinking about the future..."

"What's wrong baby?"

"Will you leave me, Draco? After graduation... will you? Please don't leave me..."

"Of course I won't leave you, you twit! How could I bear to leave you?" said Draco lovingly.

"No... I want you to promise me..."

"I promise you! I love you Harry! How could you even doubt that?"

"Yeah... I was just being stupid..."

"It's okay... just rest ok? I love you."

Harry rested his head on Draco's chest and he felt so safe, wrapped in Draco's arms like that. He could feel Draco's every breath. Even Voldemort will not worry him when he's in Draco's arms.

"Harry, can I ask you a question?" Draco asked suddenly.

"What is it, Drake?" answered Harry, voice slightly muffled.

"Will you marry me?"

There was a silence following Draco's question. Harry's eyes grew wide as a saucer and he looked into Draco's sincere eyes, not believing what he just heard. Draco asked him to marry him! The damned tears came again but this time it was from happiness.

"Yes! Yes! A thousand times yes!"

Draco smiled and let out a breath that he was holding. He hugged Harry tightly and felt his shirt turned wet with Harry's tears. He couldn't help himself and he cried too. The two lovers held each other and sat by the lake until night came.

"I love you so much, Harry."

"I love you too..."

Draco was jerked back into reality with a knock on the door. He swore loudly and told whoever that was at the door to go away.

"Fuck off if you're not Harry."

"Master Draco, sir." came Dobby's timid voice.

"I said FUCK OFF! I'm the master here, you dim-witted elf. You will do exactly what I just said!" yelled Draco, clearly annoyed from being disturbed.

"Master Harry left you a letter, sir."

At the mention of Harry, Draco immediately went to the door and snatched the letter from Dobby's hands.

Hands trembling seriously, Draco began to read the letter.

Draco,

This is one of the hardest letters I've ever written. I'm sorry things turned out like that. I wish I had a time-turner, that way; I may never have to know about your affair with Oliver Wood. I really did think that we'll be together and maybe have a few children of our own but I guess it's impossible now that this happened.

I thought about it this evening and I wondered what would happen if I accepted your friendship in our first year. Maybe we'll be best friends instead of lovers. And I also wondered how six years of hatred could turn into something that resembles love. Like I told you years ago, Draco, I think we need to end our relationship. I'm sorry that it had to be like that.

Draco, I've heard of a quote, it goes like this, "love is a gift, not an obligation, follow your heart and always trust the person you love." I love you Draco but I don't think I can trust you after what you did to me. I know you may think I'm petty but I'm truly heart-broken. I need time alone for the cut to heal.

I know you'll probably want to start anew but I hope you respect my decision and leave me alone. Please don't come and look for me.

I wish you all the best in whatever you do and I hope you'll forget about me as I will of you.

Love,

Harry

Draco put down the letter and stared at it. This is just the thing that Harry would do. Draco hurt him and still he wrote a letter to Draco apologizing for things that are not his fault. Harry was so noble, unlike Draco.

It's not even one day and Draco missed Harry already. He missed Harry's kisses and he missed Harry's voice. He missed having Harry in the studies when he's doing his work.

Draco missed Harry.