A/N: Hey kids. I haven't updated this in a while, so even if I don't have the internet, I'll still type it. I'm going crazy though. My mom paid over 300 dollarsto get our internet back (a check bounced) and now we STILL don't have internet! Does anyone else have Media Com, and if you do, are you having trouble with it? I hate Media Com… L

Story: Fix Me

Genre: Angst/Romance

Chapter: 5

Warnings: Angst and slash and lots of confusion in this chapter

Disclaimer: Nope… still don't own it. I'm working on it though. Don't worry…

A/N2: I know a lot of you said they went too fast last chapter and I want you to know that I agree. It will come back to bite them this chapter, don't worry. Confusion will ensue in our boy's minds. HA! 11 pages! Makes me laugh! HA HA HA HA! REVIEW AT THE END!

Enjoy.

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Chapter 5- Going Nowhere Fast

ll Normal POV ll

When Harry awoke later, the first thing he realized was that he had missed the rest of his classes.

The next thing he realized was that there was an arm thrown across his chest… an arm that wasn't his.

He shot up and in his hurry to find out who the arm belonged to, he fell off the bed and landed with a thump on the floor.

Then the events of the day caught up with him.

He sat there, on the floor, in shock, thinking through what had gone on in this very room with Draco earlier.

He was confused.

Then Draco woke up.

ll Harry's POV ll

What the fuck happened.

We go from being enemies on minute, to him giving me a blow-job the next?

What the hell has happened to me?

I would never have let anyone do that to me before. EVER. So why now? And why the hell him?

I feel like hitting my head really hard on something.

And now he's looking at me like I'm crazy.

I just might be…

"Hi," said Draco nervously.

"… hi," I say back, still on the floor.

…what…?

Draco just left.

…

I think I'm gonna cry now.

ll Draco's POV ll

I can't believe myself.

I finally had him.

I HAD HIM!

I then I had to go and ruin it by letting my hormones take control.

DAMNIT!

And now my foot hurts cause I kicked a wall.

Damn.

I hate me sometimes.

And now Harry probably hates me too.

We could start the 'I hate Draco' club.

It'd be a ball.

I'm going to go cry now.

………………………………The Next Day……………………………

ll Normal POV ll

Draco sat in the Great Hall next to Blaise and Pansy for breakfast the next morning.

He was staring down at his plate so that he wouldn't have to see Harry when he came in.

Or rather… if he came in.

"Hey Drake, your little boy toy isn't here. Where'd ya put him?" Pansy joked next to him.

"Shut it," Draco growled.

"Ohh, someone's in a bad mood. What, Harry decide he doesn't like you or something?" Blaise asked.

"If you know what's good for you, Zabini, you'll shut your face." he said through clenched teeth.

"Fine fine, we'll just leave you to wallow in your own stupidity, cause knowing you, you did something incredibly stupid."

…………………

Draco didn't see Harry in any of their morning classes and was starting to worry.

'What happened to him? Why isn't he in class?' he thought to himself as he sat in the back of Potions. This was really bugging him.

He dragged himself to lunch after that.

If he didn't want to see Harry, he wouldn't even have gone.

As he was turning a corner, he heard a voice that he hated very much, and in his present mood, he wasn't sure he could restrain himself if anything happened.

Then he heard what was being said and knew he couldn't restrain himself.

ll Draco's POV ll

"What's the matter? Finally realize that everyone hates you?" came a sneering voice. A very bad sneer at that.

"Ron, if you keep talking, I swear I'll kill you." came the voice of Ginny Weasley.

I stopped to listen to the siblings fight with each other. Might as well get some pleasure in my day from hell.

"What, you'd kill your own brother?"

"You are not my brother. But he is."

"That piece of trash? I would hate to be related to him. No wonder his aunt and uncle hate him, I would too if I were them!"

So, someone else was there? Ten dollars to whoever guesses correctly. It's pretty obvious.

And it made my blood boil.

I turned the corner just in time to see Harry, my Harry, flinch at that comment and his eyes glaze over.

"You fucking bitch!" Ginny screamed at her brother. Wow, she's got a mouth on her. Cool. "He used to be your BEST FRIEND! How could you say that to him when you know what he's been through!" she screamed in Weasley's face.

I think I'm starting to like her.

Wait… what was she talking about? All that Harry had been through…

Crap.

I couldn't stop myself anymore as tears started down Harry's cheeks. It was kind of amazing actually. He used to always act like so strong when bad stuff happened, like he could deal with anything.

I'd already seen him cry twice. I never thought I'd be able to say that.

I feel so bad.

Everyone thinks he's like, invincible or something.

But he's human too.

I need to grow up. This isn't about me.

It's about him.

I need to help him.

For the both of us.

"Shut the fuck up Weasley," I growl at him, walking over to them with my fists clenched.

Harry looked up at me, surprised. Then his eyes clouded over with pain and he looked down at the floor.

Ginny, her job over, walked over to him and hugged him.

I'll have to thank her later.

Right now I have a job to do.

"Fuck off Malfoy," Weasley said.

"I don't think so. I have a… request for you. I want you to stay away from Harry forever. If you can manage that, I might let you live. And I mean no looking at him, no talking to him; I don't even want you thinking about him. Am I understood?"

God, I sound like my mother.

Just to get my point across, I wave my wand around in front of me, looking down at Weasley.

He gets it.

"I…uh…," he looks over at Harry, "sure." And then he runs away.

I watch him go and then run to Harry.

Ginny backs up and watches in wonder.

I'll explain it to her later, since she's Harry's friend.

"Oh my god Harry! I am SO sorry!" I tell him, taking his hands in mine. He looks at me with tears stained eyes.

"I just… I just wasn't thinking. I wasn't thinking when I… you know. And then later, I thought, when you weren't talking to me much, I thought that you hated me or something… so I left. I didn't want you to hate me and-"

Harry put a finger to my lips, silencing me.

I look at him warily, hoping against hope that he doesn't hate me, and to my great relief, he smiled at me.

God I love his smile.

"So," I start when he removes his finger. "Are you still okay with… us… I mean like, being together? Cause if you're not, we could just be friends or-"

He leans up and kisses me softly. "You're rambling. And yes, if you're fine with it, I am." He smiles again and I smile back.

ll Harry's POV ll

After our little get-back-together and some more kissing, Draco suddenly looks thoughtful.

Which is scary, coming from him and all.

Is that smoke I see?

"What is it?" I ask him, a little worried about what he could be thinking.

"Come on," he says and then drags me away.

What is with this dragging me thing!

Is it fun for him to constantly drag me around like some kind of play thing… ok, that sounded wrong.

I'll have to set him straight later.

Actually not, cause I don't want him straight, if you know what I mean.

He drags me to… the Great Hall?

I look up to ask him why the hell we're here, but before I can he drags me inside.

So there we are, standing there in front, or back, which ever you prefer, of everyone, and naturally everyone is staring at us.

I see Pansy… that's weird, and Blaise wave at us, laughing to each other and I wave back, happy to finally have some new friends.

Draco's creeping me out now. He's just standing there, holding my hand, not doing anything.

He raising his wand into the air and it let's out a bang. I jump. It's deafening.

I didn't need that ear anyway.

So now everyone is staring at us.

Draco clears his throat. "Now that I have everyone's attention," he turns to me and winks, before pulling me to him and kissing me.

Hard.

Holy crap I like this.

He pulls away far too soon and turns to the hall again.

"If anyone has a problem with this," he gestures to us. "Then take it up with me. Leave my boyfriend alone or I swear you will die."

Oh, harsh.

He called me his boyfriend… I like that.

He grabs my hand and drags me away again!

This has got to stop.

He walks with me, that's right, no more pulling; to our room, at least I hope so, and I say the password and we go inside.

He sits on the couch and folds his arms, looking at me very seriously.

What the hell is up?

So I ask, "What's up?"

He gestures to the couch so I sit down.

He's starting to scare me again.

Go figure.

He puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him, so that I'm almost in his lap.

He kisses me softly and looks into my eyes.

I love his eyes…

"Harry, I want to know what Ginny Weasley meant when she said, 'everything you've been through'… and don't leave anything out."

Shit.