Harry was out of breath and he was sweating so much that it looked like he had been running through the rain that was going on outside. He had another nightmare about Draco and he couldn't shake the feeling that this one was real. He closed his eyes and tried to not think about it. He couldn't help but replay the last words that Draco had told him.

I wish he had met earlier…or later…after all of this was over…maybe then we could have been…we could have been something great

What tore at Harry's heart was that Draco had talked about them in the third person. As if…as if they couldn't be together even after the war. Once he said that Harry wanted to scream for him to pick him. He wanted to yell and shake Draco but he hadn't. He had gone to his room and cried. Now, two months later he was fighting with all his might to bring Voldemort down. He had Hermione and Ron by his side but it felt empty. It felt like it wasn't enough to have them by his side. If felt like he needed the love of his life to be there too. To know that he was safe.

Harry couldn't help but wonder what had happened and how Draco was feeling since his mother died. It had been in the news that she had died and Harry felt himself scream in frustration and anger. They had given each other up for the sake of his mother's safety when all along his mother was going to die. Was there truly no justice in the world? He wanted to go out and find him but he couldn't. He couldn't stop the important work they were doing and it killed his soul to not run to Draco.

The door to his tent flew open and there was Hermione, soaking wet with a huge smile on her face. Harry stood up and kicked Ron. Ron mumbled something about the spiders and began to snore once again.

"RONALD WEASLEY!" Hermione shrieked.

Ron popped up and stood next to Harry. He looked at Hermione and was a little scared. Hermione got excited over the strangest thing: a pop in potions or something that she could easily ace.

"They're losing," Hermione whispered.

"What?" Harry and Ron squawked.

"The other side…Voldemort…they're losing!" Hermione shrieked.

She was laughing and jumping up and down. Ron laughed and hugged her. Harry just shook his head and began to sit back down.

"There's more. There's a reason I think they're losing," Hermione explained.

"What?" Ron asked.

"I was talking to your dad in this fireplace I found when I broke into the muggle home-"

"Hermione!"

"And he says that Draco and Pansy have been passing information to the Order!"

"WHAT!?"

Ron was screaming and Harry was hyperventilating. Draco was on their side. Draco was on their side while being on the other side as well. That wasn't safe! That was stupid! That was idiotic! That was…wonderful. Harry sighed and wished Malfoy was there so that he could hug him and…maybe do more to him.

"This is a good thing Ron," Hermione sighed.

"Oh I know it is!" Ron laughed. "I'm just thinking that Dean will be ecstatic, after all him and Pansy have a thing going on."

"What?" Harry screeched. "How did I not know this?"

"Probably because you were off snogging Malfoy at every possible moment," Ron shrugged.

Harry blushed and bent his head down. He hadn't known that his friends knew about his relationship with Malfoy. He shook his head…they had been so careful.

"How did you know?" Harry sighed.

"Dobby," Hermione laughed.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Dobby…we were looking for you this one time mate in the dorms and there was dobby caring your extra clothes. When we asked him what in the blazes he was doing with your clothes he said that you needed new ones," Ron laughed.

"And I asked why in the world you would…he gave vivid details of what he had seen and how your clothes had been destroyed," Hermione blushed.

"Oh god…" Harry whispered.

"Never thought you'd let him top mate," Ron snickered.

"Shut up," Harry murmured.

"Why didn't you tell us?" Hermione scolded.

"Cause he was always Malfoy to you, but to me he was Draco," Harry sighed.

"I liked him well enough," Ron lied.

"Liar," Harry muttered.

"I like him now," Ron sighed. "His mom died and he's on our side…I'm thinking he deserves a chance."

"Ron's right," Hermione agreed. "Now what if I told you Harry that you could see him again?"

"I'd tell you that you've lost your nuggets," Harry murmured.

"Play nice," Ron muttered.

"Both of you shut up and yes you can see him," Hermione laughed.

"How?" Harry asked desperately.

"It'll be only for a second," Hermione explained.

"I don't care! Hermione just tell me!" Harry screamed.

"We need to go see the order right? Well, I know when Malfoy is going to be there…" Hermione explained.

"Yeah but it isn't safe for us to go to the order. It's not safe for them either," Harry sighed.

"DO YOU WANT TO SEE HIM OR NOT?" Hermione screamed.

"I do," Harry laughed.

"Then pack up your things the both of you…we have to walk there," Hermione explained.

"How far away is it?" Ron asked.

"Not far! Now hurry up!" Hermione snapped.

Harry laughed and packed his things up. Ron was mumbling the whole time. The only time Ron stopped mumbling was when he poked fun at Harry for smiling like a blushing bride. Harry kicked him twice for that comment. They were on their way to the Order and Harry was happier then he had been in a long time. it felt good. It felt right to know that he was going to see Draco.

"Mate stop smiling like a twit," Ron muttered.

"Go snog a turtle Ron," Harry laughed.

Ron shook his head and Hermione elbowed his ribs. Ron glared at her and looked at Harry again, who Hermione was smiling at. Harry was smiling. For the longest time they hadn't seen him smile and a whisper of seeing Draco made him smile as if he was on top of the world.

"It's cute in that way that makes me want to barf a little," Ron whispered to Hermione. Hermione pinched him and went to hug Harry. She wondered how made they would be when they found out that they were going to be walking for a whole day. She also wondered how mad Ron would be when he found out that she was doing this also as a favor to Mrs. Weasley, who was worried sick about them. She shook her head and concluded that it was worth it.

"We have to be quiet," Hermione explained.

They were entering a field were hundreds of tents were. Harry spotted red hair and knew that the Weasleys were here. His eyes tried to absorb everything so he could spot Draco but it wasn't working he couldn't see him.

Harry ignored the tugging at his heart and smiled at Mr. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley was flustered and crying. Everyone was talking and suddenly there was a tall brown haired man standing behind (A/N: this is my own character! Do not attempt to find him in the book!) Mr. Weasley.

"Arthur…he's here," the man whispered.

"Ah yes. Thank you Bereck. Send him here... young Mr. Malfoy…join us," Mr. Weasley greeted.

"Thanks Mr. Weasley but I just came to tell you that…" Draco trailed off as he saw Hermione's bushy hair, Ron's freckled nose, and Harry's green eyes. His heart stopped and he felt the world go black.

"Draco!" Harry yelled.

Harry caught Draco before he fell to the floor. Draco felt smaller. He felt the same but he felt different. The sensation of holding him again made Harry want to cry and laugh. Laugh because he was finally holding him again and cry because he knew that he would have to let him go again.

Draco's eyes fluttered open but to one was looking at him. They were yelling for someone to bring them a pillow and a blanket because someone had fainted. Draco looked at Harry and closed his eyes again. This had to be a dream. Two months of dreaming about Harry and he had finally snapped. That was the only explanation because there was no way that Harry was actually here.

Everyone was panicking around them and Harry blocked the world out. He bent his head down and kissed Draco. Draco's eyes flew open and he tried for one second to push Harry away before he plunged his fingers in Harry's hair and moaned.

This was right.

This was how it was supposed to be.

He wanted to kiss Harry every chance he got.

He wanted to be with him forever.

He didn't want him to leave.

This was a kiss.

This was the kiss.

The kind the melted hearts and drove your mind wild.

Draco sat up while still kissing Harry and straddled him. they were still kissing when Harry started to laugh in the middle of the kiss and so did Draco. They stopped kissing and looked at each other. Harry kissed Malfoy's cheeks and Malfoy just kept running his fingers through Harry's hair.

"Your real right?" Draco whispered.

"That's my line," Harry laughed.

"God…I've missed you," Draco groaned.

They hugged each other tightly. Draco laughed and laid his head down on Harry's shoulder. Everyone was staring at them. He knew that but didn't care. Not only had he gotten to see Draco today but he had also gotten to touch him, kiss him, and talk to him. Harry had missed the sound of his voice. He had missed everything about the blonde.

"I'm sorry about your mom," Harry whispered in Draco's ear.

"She's not dead. It was a cover up so she could get protection from the Order. She's alive," Draco explained.

"That's great! Draco I'm so happy for you," Harry gushed.

Someone behind them coughed and both of them jumped up to stand. Harry blushed at the thought of the people he called family watching him make out with a boy. Draco blushed and straightened his robes. Just as Draco was about to step away and continue to talk to Arthur, Harry grabbed his hand and grasped it tightly in his own. Harry blushed and Draco blushed more deeply but felt his heart jump and his inner romantic sighed at the gesture.

"Well…finally," Ron muttered. "Welcome to the Order Malfoy."

"It's nice to see you again Draco," Hermione greeted.

"Hi Hermione," Draco said. "Ron."

"So what is it you came to talk to me about Mr. Malfoy?" Arthur asked.

Harry sighed as he rested his head on Draco's shoulder. No one said anything bad. They were fine with him and Draco being together. God, did that make him feel happy. Being with Draco made him feel happy.

"Actually it was to ask you if you could warn Harry, Hermione, and Ron," Draco laughed. "We are supposed to be Potter Hunting."

"Ah," Ron laughed. Hermione giggled and froze. Draco had been here to make sure that Harry was safe. They were serious. Draco was serious about Harry and judging from Harry's smiling, he was serious too. They were going to be together. The problem was…they couldn't be together right now. Right now was too crazy. With the war looming on and Harry on his mission to collect the things he needed in order to defeat Voldemort. He couldn't put Draco in that kind of danger. She knew that Harry wouldn't allow it. she called him and he went to talk to her alone.

"Harry…" she whispered.

"I know. I know…but he's here and I… I love him Hermione," Harry cried.

Hermione patted his shoulder and looked at Malfoy who was staring at Harry with heart wrenching sadness in his eyes. Hermione hugged Harry tightly and knew that he was dreading saying good-bye to Draco. Hermione mouthed to Draco 'Let him go.'

Draco gasped and shook his head. He couldn't let Harry go. It had been so hard to let him go earlier. How could he let him go now? How could he stop kissing Harry? How could he stop seeing him and knowing that he was okay? Hermione nodded and Draco let out a sob. He couldn't.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked.

"No," Draco whispered.

"Ah…she wants you to let him go," Ron sighed. "She's been more worried than she's let on. She always watching him and we refuse to let him out of our sight. Draco… he's been hurting."

"So have I! I love him! I don't want to let him go!" Draco cried.

"I can't let you go either!" Harry cried.

Hermione, Ron, Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley all looked at each other and knew that this had been a bad idea. Hermione pointed her wand at the couple who were clutching at each other. Harry was kissing Malfoy's tears away and Draco was sobbing into Harry's neck.

"I can't live without you," Harry whispered.

"I can't either," Draco cried.

Hermione started to whisper the words and the rest joined in.

The ties that bond

The ties that linger

We destroy you

We pull you apart

Until we meet again

Disperse

There was a flash of green and Harry was back at the spot where they had last camped out at. He could smell Draco on him but he knew he was long gone. His scream scratch Ron and Hermione's insides raw and they just watched has he cried himself to sleep. He cried for Draco in his sleep and he knew in his heart that Draco was doing the same. They had been torn apart yet again.

"Mate…I know you hate us," Ron apologized two days later. Harry's eyes were still red and he was still sniffling.

"But it was for the best…Draco was-"

"SHUT UP Hermione! Don't you say his name!" Harry screamed.

"Draco was one more thing Voldemort could use against you! Could you honestly put him in that kind of danger? Hasn't he put himself in enough danger?!" Hermione screeched.

Harry fell silent and just went inside his tent. He searched his pockets for the vial of sleeping potion Arthur had given him and found a note. He gasped as the familiar handwriting melted his heart.

Harry,

I am holding you to your promise. One day.

-Draco