"If I Wake Before I Die Rescue Me With Your Smile"

Hey everyone. Im sorry that I didn't get to update sooner but I've been really busy. But Im updating now :D Don't ya love me. Lol Anyway Thanks to my few reviewers I love you guys so much and Im so glad that you are anticipating my story. My computer is being retarded so I don't remember your names but you know who you are.

Warning: Slashy goodness, slight violence, sneaky hot twins )

Disclaimer: I think its retarded that Im doing this every chapter but I guess its necessary. I don't own any of this except for the character you wont recognize I wont say who it is but if you like it and want to use (Him/Her) PLEASE ask me first! ) I also don't own the title of this chapter, it's a song by the amazing group HIM (I love Ville with all of my heart!) Its called Buried Alive By Love. Now on with the story before someone throws something at me!

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Harry sat on the bedroom floor leaning against the bed with his eyes closed, lazily drawing his wand over his arm making deep gashes.

Draco felt his legs turn to jelly and his stomach lurch as he took in what was happening. He looked helplessly down at the boy in front of him, blood pouring down from his wounds and dripping from his muscular arms to the floor. "Harry." Draco gasped, finally thinking coherently and moved toward him. He waved his hand making the door go back into place and lock itself. "I really don't think he wants anyone to know about this." Draco thought bitterly.

Harry looked up startled, "Draco?" he asked hoarsely.

Draco dropped down to his knees in front of Harry and took his arms, looking into his eyes, "Harry, Why are you doing this?" he asked, tears falling onto his cheeks. He brought Harry's arms up to his mouth and kissed his wounds, feeling warm liquid seep into his mouth followed by a metallic taste, warning him Harry was still bleeding. He quietly whispered a healing spell as he watched the gashes close, placing feather light kisses to his arms. Draco looked up to find silent tears falling down Harry's face.

"Because I have too." He said quietly.

"What?" Draco asked not believing his ears. "What do you mean you have too? He asked dangerously.

"Draco, you don't understand!" Harry said louder jerking his arms away tears falling faster as he got up to start pacing the big room, "You don't know what its like. Im the "Boy-Who-Lived" Im supposed to be perfect, supposed to save the world." He said whimpering, "But Im not, Im not, God Draco Im nowhere near it." "This," he said jabbing a finger at his arm, "This is the only way I can deal."

Draco stood shakily, as the room and everything in it started to tremble. He was used to it, it always happened when Harry was angry or aggravated. Having no urge to have another vase explode over his head, he quickly jumped up and walked over to Harry and put his arms around the other boy, "Shh, I know, No one's asking you to be perfect Harry. Im sorry, I just can't stand to see you like this." He whispered in Harry's ear calmingly.

Harry brushed his lips softly against Draco's causing him to shiver involuntarily, "Stop worrying about me." He whispered back.

"I can't help it." Draco whimpered a tear running down his pale cheek.

Harry smiled down at Draco as he violently wiped his tears away. He pulled Draco closer and took his hands away from his face, which was turning red at the moment. Harry dropped Draco's hands to his sides and gently kissed his tears away. "Don't cry for me Dray, please." He pleaded desperately, his eyes burning into Draco's.

"I… I can't help it, I… I love you."

"Gods Draco! Don't do this, I can't take it! I need you to not need me! Please, I can't do this. Im not allowed to love! Im not going to let you get your heart broken, you deserve better than that."

Draco began to shake, he was getting angry. Who was to tell him whom he could and couldn't love? "Harry, where the hell does it say that you aren't allowed to love? Who told you that you had to die? Harry that's all a bunch of crap, if you don't want me then tell me, but don't you dare sit there and tell me I can't love you!" "Until you can give me a good reason you'll just have to live with it, I didn't ask for these feelings. I can't make them disappear. Stop treating me like a bloody piece of glass. I wont break Harry I promise. I really don't care if you may die! I don't care if it will be hard. I want to be there for you, I want to help you!" He finished, starting to tremble violently unable to hold back the tears any longer.

Harry stared hard at Draco, his mouth agape, maybe it could work. He pulled Draco into a tight hug and kissed him desperately, rubbing his back. "Please Dray, don't cry."

"Im trying you insufferable moron!" Draco shouted sniffling.

Harry grinned against his neck, that was the Draco he knew, "Okay you cocky pretty boy."

Draco laughed and gave him a watery, salty kiss, "I like that word." He whispered teasingly against his lips.

"What word?" Harry asked looking into Draco's gray eyes tears clinging to his eyelashes, amusement playing in his eyes, betraying his innocent act.

Draco brought his lips back up to Harry's and slid his hands down Harry's Quidditch toned chest and stomach to rest on his hips. "Let me show you." He said huskily kissing his neck and slid a hand down his thigh.

"I love it when you get all porn star, but not now Draco." Harry whimpered, biting his lip resisting the urge to smack himself.

Draco pulled away reluctantly with a questioning look clouding his features. Moments later there was a knock on the door. "How do you do that?" Draco asked in amazement as Harry flicked his wand to clean up the aftermath of his latest break down and unlocked the door.