Chapter Four

One day, Harry had had a particularly bad argument with Sirius he turned and fled to his dorm room. He felt terrible for arguing with Sirius, the only family he had left. He pulled out his razor and started to drag it across his wrist.

Suddenly Draco opened the bathroom door to find Harry sitting cross legged on the floor cutting his wrist.

"WHAT THE HELL POTTER!" Draco flicked his wand and the razor disappeared and the blood cleaned off his arm.

"So let me get this straight, Harry Potter, The boy who lived, Triwizard winner, The Chosen One is sitting hacking at his arm?" Draco raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not the chosen one!" Harry snapped "And I'm not hacking at it!"

"Whatever" said Malfoy. "Wanna talk about it?"

"No. Leave me be. And don't tell them!"

"Ok fine but only if you promise you'll stop it."

"Why do you care what I do?" Harry demanded.

"I just do. Now, I really need a fag. You coming?"

Harry nodded and they went to the astronomy tower.

They sat talking for a while. Harry looked in Draco's eyes and couldn't help but think 'My god. He's absolutely gorgeous!' he paused. 'Wait a minute I can't be thinking that. I'm Harry Potter. HARRY POTTER. I can't go around thinking Draco Malfoy's gorgeous!"

Meanwhile Draco was going through a similar situation in his head. After a while Draco gave up and turned to Harry. He leaned closer and paused, taking a deep breath. Harry didn't seem to be pulling away. Their lips crashed together. He tangled his fingers in Harry's dark hair. His tongue explored Harry's mouth. Getting over the surprise that Draco wanted to kiss him Harry kissed him back, running his hands up and down Draco's back. They both felt the sparks flying. After a while Draco pulled away and ran from the tower.

Remus, Sirius and Snape had been watching them on the marauders map for the past hour.

All they saw was the two boys sitting on the tower for an hour when suddenly Draco left and ran off at an immense speed. Draco turned up in the dungeons.

"Sev? Can I talk to you? Privately?"

Severus got up, shot the other two a confused look and got up and followed the boy from the room.

Meanwhile Harry left the tower and went down to the dorm room. He was so confused. Was he that bad that Draco kissed him and then ran a mile? Sirius turned up at the room, having decided to talk to Harry and saw his godson sitting cross legged on his bed, tears streaming down his face.

"What's wrong" asked Sirius.

"I'm such a fuck up!" yelled Harry. "Anytime anything good happens I muck it up."

"That's wrong" soothed Sirius. "What could you possibly do that's that bad?"

"ikisseddraco" mumbled Harry.

"What?"

"I KISSED DRACO!" Harry yelled. "And then he goes and runs off! I am such a fuck up!" and with that he burst into tears and lay on his stomach, hiding his face in the bed covers.

Sirius just sat, stroking Harry on the back to comfort him, his thoughts buzzing. This was too much for him, he couldn't deal with this, it was bad enough getting used to Remus and Snape never mind Harry too. He slowly got up and left the room, trying not to make it seem like he was trying to escape.

Meanwhile Snape followed Draco out the room.

"ikissedpotter" mumbled Draco

"I didn't hear one word of that Draco" said Snape.

"I...kissed…Potter" said Draco.

"Oh..."