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Harry POV
I woke up extra early to go flying, even though I quit the Quitich team. Flying was still one of my favorite ways to spend time. Quietly I rummaged through my clothes chest and found a crimson t-shirt dark gray jeans and a black hoody.
I striped off my pajamas and slowly I put the other clothes on, my eyes lazily scanned the room and notice the clock on the wall 5:30 a.m. I sighed before zipping my jacket up haft way, waking up so early even to go flying was a bit unusual for me.
Yawning I walked over to my broom, held it next to me, and tiptoed out of the dorm room.
Draco POV
The room around me came slowly as my eyes opened, I looked over at the clock (7:15 a.m.) realizing, I slept in. Sitting up in bed my eyes noticed a small plate of food on the side table, the house elves put in the rooms of students who ask for them on the weekends, that Akio had already eaten haft of.
I reached over grabbing a small muffin and started nibbling on it. Suddenly a flood of emotion hit me, Harry! I have to go talk to him about the potion project! I stuffed the muffin in my mouth, feeling slightly like Weasly, and popped off my bed.
Throwing on a gray t-shirt with a dark green long sleeved shirt under it, and black pants with matching shiny black shoes. I grabbed Akio off my bed stuffing him into my shirt, and then quietly tiptoed by my sleeping dorm mates. Once I got into the common room, I started thinking of places he would be.
Maybe the Great Hall, I started making my way down the stunningly quiet hallway. It was so quiet my breathing echoed off the stony walls, starting feeling claustrophobic and I walked a little faster. Once I got up stairs leading out of the dungeons birds started singing interrupting the frozen silence, gratefully I slowed my pace.
I was almost there when I looked out the hallway window and noticed a small dark figure lying on the Quitich field. That had to be him! I smiled happy to know that my efforts were being rewarded, and ran to the stairs that lead to the Quitich field.
The field was so big, I had quit Quitich a while back and had not been on it so long I forgot how immensely huge it was. The Dark figure was lying in the middle of the field motionless, had he crashed? I thought worried, and ran up to the boy quickly sitting down next to him. My eyes widened.
Harry Potter the boy of my dreams was sleeping quietly in front of me, his eyelids twitched slightly as a small breeze blew past us. My hands ached to touch him, hold him, grab him and never let go.
Temptation was so intense, his small pink lips separated letting air through, his messy black hair flowed in the wind, and his glasses slid down his nose showing long boyish eyelashes.
I moved my arms slowly toward him, my hands were aching to the point of burning. Akio's eyes were only slightly less intense on the boy than mine were. My hands touched his shoulder and slowly I shook him in effort to wake him up.
Suddenly my arm was gripped, and in a quick movement I was pulled on to him, he turned to his side and cuddled me to his chest. I was finding it hard to breathe and it had nothing to do with him holding me too tight. It was better than any dream I had ever had, words could not describe how happy I was.
"Ha-" I panted with pleasure as his warmth filled me, "Ha-Harry?" I whispered quietly trying without wanting, to wake him up. But unfortunately his glossy green eyes started opening
Harry POV
"Ha-Harry?" said a small voice pulling me back to reality, and I was shock and slightly amused that I would be woken up from a dream of holding Draco, to actually holding Draco. We looked at each other for a second confused green burned into blushing sliver.
Then the full situation came down on me, and I quickly let go and jumped back. He looked kind of hurt. "Ah! Sor-sorry about that! Having a weird dream…" I said fumbling up the words. "No I'm sorry! Icametowakeyouupand kindof—" He said to fast to understand his face completely red.
I smiled glad he wasn't mad, "Don't worry, and how about let's just forget it! Nothing even happen, right?" I said trying to sound convincing, he did a small frown but nodded his red slowly easing up.
"Now what did you want to wake me up for?" I asked reminding myself Draco was still a Malfoy and Malfoy's hate or at least did not like me as in Harry Potter very much.
"Ah! Umm, I wanted to come and ask you about details for the potion project…" Draco said somewhat disappointedly. I stared at him for a moment trying to understand why he just so jittery.
"As in," he continued even more nervous. "Where you wanted to study, what book would be best to study with…" Akio slithered out his shirt and next to my hand; picking him up I pet him slowly, thinking.
"Um, would the library be a good place, I'm sure we could find more than a couple books that would help…" I smiled as he considered it blushing slightly. "Yeah that would work, actually that's probably the best thing to do." he answered stiffly then got up off the ground.
I got up too and handed him Akio, "Well then Lets meet at the Library at 5 o'clock after classes and we'll get started, I think Professor Snape said this would be our only study session, so don't be late." He said suddenly angrily and strode off, leaving me watching after him wondering what I did to give the sudden mood change.
Draco POV
As I walked off my anger started to build, how dare he just brush off one of the best moments of my life as if it was nothing! Like he had just accidently tripped me and mumbled a quick apology! Heat build in my face and tears started welling up.
He doesn't even care that he makes my heart stop when he smiles or how I tried my best to stop myself from crying when he pushed away from me. Well I was defiantly crying now, and does he care No, and why because he doesn't even know!
I ran behind the changing rooms, and burst into tears. I want him to know! I want to hold him I want to be held, I want him to care, but more importantly, I want to tell him how I feel.
Six years of silence, six years of watching, six years of wanting! I need him to know!
I clutched the wall for support and slowly started to bring myself up.
But I'm afraid.
I am afraid of what my family would think more importantly that my mom would look the other way and never look back, and what if he rejects me, and I'm cast aside left scared with a longing that I would never be able to satisfy.
Akio stared up at me with sad eyes, and I slid back down on the ground. Smiling a small sad smile at him I wiped away the coming tears, before stroking his head lightly. Letting the tears fall freely, they had after all been pent up for more than a year.
After awhile I got up, brushed the dirt off my pants, feeling relieved and refreshed. I could go on acting normal around Harry again. I walked into the changing rooms to wash my face, I looked horrible, my eyes were all puffy and I felt slightly silly for letting my emotion take over me.
Now Harry must think I'm mad at him for something, and I won't be able to explain, I hate emotion.
