"You started this, you finish it." He heard from behind him.

"I didn't start this, you did." Harry whispered still with his back turned to the blond. He didn't mean to say it but it just came out. 'I'm just willingly playing along' he thought with warmth on his cheeks.

He then felt arms sliding around his waist. His eyes widened as he felt a warm tongue licking his neck.

"You're right..i did.." Draco whispered within Harry's ear. He kissed Harry's neck lightly with warm kisses as he held onto him.

Harry's left eye twitched slightly at the closeness and intimacy between him and Malfoy.

"Harry, this...isn't easy for me..."Draco began, talking softly and a little quivery."I...think...Im almost positive...I have, I think...I think I like you, Harry.."

Harry stiffened. He'd just called him by his first name and he just admmited he liked him...he was being serious.

This was the wierdest side of Draco Harry had ever seen...

"I've been having this crush on you for...for two..." He just couldn't quite bring himself to admit it. He took a deep breath and spoke clearly, " for two years."

..he was acting...outgoing...risk taking...

"It's been driving me insane...and no offense, but I just...can't comprehend why..I find you irresistable."

..It took Harry a while to find the right word...

Harry was begining to melt again as he felt Draco's grasp tighten. He'd never had someone say those things to him, he never thought he'd hear this from a boy. Draco for that matter. He began to blush madly. He didn't know Draco felt this way, he thought he just wanted to...well what his first sex dream was like.

"I'm not expecting you to say the same..but...can you tell me..what you feel for me?"

but he found it..."vulnerable"...

All this time he and Ron had been stumped , wondering what Malfoy's weakness was. Pondering and pondering. All that wasted time... And here he just found out it was him all along.

Harry had a warm smile on his face. It was him...But really...he felt guilt...and disbelief.

Draco was getting worried, Harry hadn't answered him yet. Out of habit he grasped Harry even tighter.

Harry could feel what Draco was feeling as he pulled him in anxiously. But what was he suppose to say in return...he was stumped.

He brought his hands to Draco's and took them off his waist.

Draco knew as soon as Harry touched his hands, he didn't feel the same. He began to flush and closed his eyes as Harry slowly turned to him. He felt his heart beating with a struggle and he could hear his own breathing. He didn't like this feeling. He felt so...rejected. And he thought he knew rejaection like the back of his hand. Tch.

Harry looked at Draco's dead face as he just stood there frozen, thinking Harry didn't feel the same about him.

'Maybe...maybe if he didn't, he'd still let me have my pity sex', Draco thought trying to cheer himself up. 'No...nevermind...I don't want pity sex from Harry...that's just going to worsen things..'

Harry stepped away from the Malfoy.

"You can't possibly expect me to believe this." Harry whispered. He really couldn't...it was surreal.

Draco opened his eyes and saw a beholding sight of a wounded Harry.

"Why wouldn't you? You know me, you know I wouldn't joke around like this." His voice cracked on account of being almost offended.

Harry looked into his eyes.

"You kiss me back, and I'm only asking out of curiosity what the bloody hell it is you feel for me, Can't I know?" Draco began to get angered.