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Chapter Ten

Hermione paced up and down the hall focusing on the room she had in mind. Finally, a door appeared in the wall. She opened it and peered inside. She smiled in relief. It was exactly what she had wanted. The room was spacious and warm. It was done in natural browns and greens. It had soft-looking tan carpeting, two large, over-stuffed arm chairs done in an olive green with comfortable looking pillows in different tones of brown. The walls were a rich mahogany wood and were accented with gold candle holders all the way around the room. A large fireplace sat in front of the chairs with a fire burning merrily away, setting off a soft warm glow throughout the room. To the left of the room, a large wooden table held an assortment of snacks and beverages and to the right were two comfortable single beds. She saw a door in the wall on the opposite side of the room and was certain that it contained a bathroom. Satisfied that the room would serve their needs, she slipped inside and hid behind the door. She could hear voices coming from the hall and knew that they were on their way.

"Blaise, why are we going to the Room of Requirement? Why can't we talk in my room?" Harry asked, looking confusedly and his friend.

"Because, Harry. I wanted to be somewhere neutral," his friend replied cryptically.

Harry scowled and looked over at Blaise. He looked down the hall and saw the door to the room already there. He looked sharply at Blaise, who just grinned enigmatically at him. Blaise grabbed Harry's hand and dragged him into the room. Harry stood, confused, in the middle of the room looking at a laughing Hermione and a smiling Blaise.

"What's going on? What are you guys doing?" he asked.

Hermione and Blaise said nothing, only smiled harder when a snarling voice broke the quiet.

"Pansy! What the bloody hell are you doing? Are you trying to rip my arm off?" Draco yelled, as Pansy dragged him into the room. She shoved him towards Harry and then bolted out the door right behind Hermione and Blaise.

Harry and Draco looked at each other in surprise. Then they looked to the door and realized that they had been set up by their friends. The door opened a crack and Hermione's voice could be heard from outside.

"Now, you two are here because we are tired of you ignoring each other. You are driving us crazy! I have control of this room, and I'm not letting you two out until you sort this out. Good night!" When she finished talking, the door closed and then disappeared.

Harry grabbed a glass of butterbeer from the table and then stalked over to one of the chairs and threw himself into it. He folded his arms across his chest and scowled at the fire place.

Stupid Hermione. Stupid so-called friends. Why did they do this? How the hell are we supposed to sort this out? I don't even understand what's going on. We'll kill each other. That's all there is to it, Harry thought to himself. Unknown to him, Draco was thinking along the same lines.

I am going to kill Pansy. When I get my hands on her, she is dead. Trick me like this. Lock me into a room with Potter. What is his problem any ways? Draco walked to the table to get a drink and the walked slowly over to the chairs and took a seat in the chair opposite Harry. He looked over at Harry and frowned to himself.

"Um, Harry? Why are you so angry?" Draco asked.

"Huh? Oh. I was just trying to figure out why our 'friends' did this to us."

"Maybe they just want us to get along again."

"Hm. Maybe they just need to mind their own damned business," Harry said, still staring at the fire.

"Harry, why have you been ignoring me?"

"I…I don't really mean to. I've just been…trying to figure out what's going on in my own head. Hey, wait a minute. I didn't want to say that…" Harry trailed off and then looked down at his glass. His eyes widened and he looked up at Draco, worry evident in his emerald gaze, "She drugged us! She had the room put Veritaserum in the food and drink! That little…" Harry trailed off, unsure what to say.

Draco frowned at his drink. He looked at Harry and then at the fire. He shrugged his shoulders and then finished his drink in one swallow. He set his glass down and looked over at Harry.

"I think it was a good idea. This way, we have to talk and we have to be honest. It was sneaky and very Slytherin of her, but I'm sure she just wants us to get along. Harry…this is hard. That's why I think this was a good idea, otherwise, I would never, ever tell you what I'm about to say. I…I really like you, Harry. It's tearing me apart that I can't figure out why you are acting the way you have been. All the fighting between was stupid. I never wanted us to be enemies."

Harry looked at Draco and saw that he wasn't fighting the potion at all. He took a deep breath and decided that it was time. He needed someone to talk to about it all anyways.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you, Draco. And I'm sorry that I've been so messed up. I just…I'm a monster. I need blood at least once a month, more if I get pissed off enough. I hate myself. I hate the bastards who did this to me. I fight off the instincts and behaviors that war with me everyday. And it's so hard. At times I want to bend you over and have my way with you, and at other times I want to beat you senseless for making feel that way," Harry stopped and blushed, realizing what he had just said. He looked down at the floor and refused to look anywhere else. He cursed the potion in his system for making him reveal that secret.

Draco was looking at Harry in shock. He had no idea what to say. But he knew what he wanted to do. He stood from his chair and quietly stepped over to where Harry sat. He knelt down in front of Harry, and reached a hand out to gently cup Harry's chin. He lifted Harry's head up until he could look Harry in the eye. Smiling softly, Draco leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Harry's lips.

"Harry, I wouldn't let you bend me over yet, but I wouldn't mind anything else you might want to do."

Harry looked at him shock. Then he dove forward into Draco's arms and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck. He pressed his lips against Draco's and kissed him hard. He felt Draco's tongue lightly brush his lips and he opened his mouth with a small moan. Harry felt Draco's tongue glide against his and moaned again. Draco felt his cock harden when Harry moaned. He wrapped his arms around Harry and pulled him closer. Their tongues battled each other in their mouths. The kiss went on for what felt like hours. They broke apart for air and smiled shyly at each other.

"Maybe we won't kill our friends when we get out of here," Draco said softly.

Harry laughed and pressed a light kiss to Draco's lips. He pulled away and stood up. Holding a hand down, he helped Draco up off the floor. He led him over to one of the beds and pulled him down onto it. Draco looked at Harry questioningly.

"I just want us to lie down. Nothing else. You're right. It's too soon for that. Let's just lay here together," Harry said.

Draco smiled and curled up next to Harry. They wrapped their arms around each other and let sleep take them when it came.