"Only one way to find out."

He pressed his hands on the wall and he seeped in, but his time he closed his eyes and walked through it. The passing wasn't so cold this time, he just hoped he didn't end up on the floor again.

He walked in and felt the warmth of the fire on his face. He opened his eyes to see Draco sleeping bare-chested flat on his back on his blood red bed.

Harry slipped off the cloak and sat beside him looking at his face, his neck, his chest, his abdomen. He hasn't seen him in what felt like ages, hasn't been this near to him in ages. He looked so beautiful. His skin radiating against the shining flames, their shadows dancing across him. His hair messy, falling on his face. Harry liked his hair like this. His eyes set on Draco's closed eyes and down to his lips. He missed his kisses more than ever. Even if he had resisted at times. To be this close up to his lips and not be able to kiss them, that was truly unfair. He drew nearer and nearer until his lips landed softly on Draco's. Harry opened his eyes to find a pair of eyes staring back at him. He felt arms close around his waist and lips correspond to his.

Draco cursed himself for this…and while he was at it he cursed Harry for it too.

He nudged Harry away. "Good evening to you too, Potter."

Harry's glasses fogged up as he pulled away. He wiped them off.

"What brings you here, Potter?" Draco smirked.

"Were you going to leave without saying good bye?" he straight forwardly shout.

Draco sat up to look at Harry.

"Were you?"

Draco looked down and closed his eyes. Ah! He hated himself so much at the moment.

"Why?"

Draco hesitated to answer Harry but he deserved to know.

"...I didn't want to see your face, the look of disappointment, when you heard. I wanted you to live on without knowing I left. But...I see Dumbledore spilled the beans."

Harry nodded. He was so pissed.

"That would've been impossible, you know. I would've noticed your stupid smirk gone missing. Or shitty insults and-"

"What?" he interrupted.

"Me living without knowing you left. That would've been impossible."

"Why is that?"

"Because you're the reason I get up so pissed in the morning. Eager to see if one day you do finally look my way and I get to curse your snotty face!" He groaned. "Because...I know even if you don't want to see me, I still get to see you...and...I....still...." he trailed off.

Malfoy blinked on and off at Harry's tantrum.

"Draco, why are you leaving?"

"I don't want to tell you.", he whispered.

"Why?"

"...Because no matter how much I would like to change my mind...I can't. And telling you why I'm leaving...will only hurt me more...than it'll hurt you..."

Draco said it with a struggle. Harry could hear it. Draco felt so sad. He would have to part from Harry...but he had to.

He couldn't live on with this infernal crush, love whatever it was! He needed this time away...he needed to get over Harry Potter. And Harry needed to get over him.

This was for the best.

"You're a real prick you know that." Harry said, nearly choking on his words.

Malfoy got up and held Harry. Tightening his grip when Potter began to budge and whine, "Let go!"

He silenced Harry with his lips. Harry bit him to the point of drawing blood but Draco never gave away. When Harry's lips softened and Malfoy knew he was okay he let go and pecked him with blood stained kisses some more.

Harry took all of this in knowing they could be the last he ever receive.

"I might still maybe like you Potter." Harry's green orbs widened. Looking into gray ones.

"Don't ask me 'What?'. You heard me." He knew this was a bad idea to confess to Harry but...wouldn't it be worth it for just a week? All they had left.

Harry nodded.

"Malfoy, you-"

Draco cut him off again with a kiss, muttering while firmly grasping Harry's hair. "Shut up!"

Back at the tower after the cheering and chatter McGonagal came in to stop their rowdiness and sent them to bed. And it wasn't until very late at night that Ron and Hermione had snuck out and met each other.

"So, he ditched us, he's done it before, you have, I have..." she said as a matter of factly.

"But you don't think he could have left school grounds? He was here after dinner and then he was just gone, he hasn't been back, and if was in the castle wouldn't have Filch have found him already? But he could be in the Room of Requirement...I mean we promised the Order we'd protect him!" he whispered frantically and loudly mostly to himself.

"Are you alright? You have been acting weird lately.."

"I'm fine!...sorry.."

The bushy haired girl stared in awe at Ron and laid a hand over his to comfort him.

"Ron, I'm sure he's fine within the castle...wherever he is" she trailed off.

DING

"That's it!...Herm, you're a genius!" He picked her up and kissed her flat on the lips. For Hermione, she turned as red as she could and as for Ron, he left running into the boy's dormitories with a little red tinge on the edges of his ears.

He came upon Harry's trunk and opened it up. He threw everything around not that Harry would notice, it was a mess already.

"Ron...what are you looking for?" Hermione said as she entered the room.

Boys sleeping in there began muttering curses and complaints.

"Well you gave me the idea that maybe we could find him on the Marauder's map. Well, that's if he didn't take it." Ron whispered.

He rummaged a bit more until he found the map and a small mirror in an old grimly sock. He was guessing it was Harry's uncle's or Dudley's and gave it a sneer. He got up and motioned for Hermione to follow him out.

Back by the common room..."I solemnly swear that I am up to no good." There was a flash and Hogwarts' pattern appeared. "Herm, come help me look." he waved her over. She did want to help, but she was still a bit bashful from their kiss. She slithered close enough from behind Ron to have look.

Ron looked back at her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." she croaked, flushed.

He shook his head and pulled her closer to him by her waist and held it there. She gave a little yelp and Ron smiled, obviously amused.

"Help me find him...he's got to be here somewhere.."

"Fred and George are in the girl's second floor bathroom!" she said outraged.

"Not now 'mione..."

"As prefects we should-"

"Hermione, really, not now." he cut her off.

She gave him a dry look and began looking for Harry once again.

"There!" she pointed at a corridor in the dungeons.

"Thank you 'mione." And he kissed her again but only on her cheek this time.

She blushed furiously again and looked down at Ron's hand on her waist .

"But why is he just standing there?" he said, again speaking mostly to himself.

"Ron, why are you still holding me?" she muttered.

Ron looked down at her and then at his hand. He stared at her blinking innocently.

"Well isn't it obvious?" He said leaning in towards her.

Hermione backed away a little but was held in place by Ron's grip.

"Obvious?-what do you mean?" She looked at him incredulously as he wrapped both his arms tightly around her.

"I like you Herm.." His whispering lips landed on hers.

She wasn't ready for that. She didn't see that coming. What...Why... and she fainted in his arms.

"Hermione?" Ron called as he held her in his arms. "...she fainted?"

She flopped around as he carried her, her arms flinging everywhere.

"You can't come in" He heard as he neared the girls dormitory door.

"Put me down…and don't worry about Harry..." He did as Hermione said and she left up to her bed with rosy cheeks, without a backward glance.

With a smirk, Ron headed back down and sat by the fire watching Harry standing motionless. He didn't get it. Why was he out in the dungeons. Snape didn't give detentions this late. He didn't get it at all and he couldn't even go down to scope it out. He watched as Filch's name appeared passing by outside the Gryffindor entrance. He sighed and stared at the map as if it were a chess game...

"I have to go back." Harry muttered as his neck was being attended to.

"Why are you always trying to get away from me at times like this?" Draco said kissing Potter's skin.

"It's late. I stayed a lot longer than I thought I was." Harry breathed out.

Draco stopped. "Stay with me tonight." he whispered. Harry looked at him innocently.

"S-stay?" he stuttered.

Draco smiled, "I'm not going to do anything to you. I wasn't even thinking about it."

Harry let go of Malfoy and rubbed his elbow. "I..." He peered at Draco's eyes. "No." he shook his head. "Hermione and Ron probably know I left. They're probably waiting up. I can't..."

Draco kissed Harry's forehead. "It's alright."

Harry hugged Malfoy abruptly. "I'll come tomorrow." This only made Draco's heart break. He pat Harry's messy hair and chuckled.

Harry looked up. "What?"

"Nothing." He smirked. "You better go." he said softly.

Harry eyed him funny before he let go. "If you say so." he mumbled.

"Good night, Potter." The blond called as Harry left.

"Good night, Malfoy." he heard.

Rawr? Well this is where I had left off. It's going to be kinda slow. Again to those who have read the old version of this story I am rewriting certain parts and also I lost some chapters so some are going to be completely new. Those of you who don't notice the changes, you've got nothing to worry about. :D

As for this ch. remember, not everything is as it seems. wink*

Thanks for reading! I'll update by June. Please review! :D oh! and read my one-shot! tell me what you think, ok bye!

-vash