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It wasn't supposed to be this difficult.
Of course it had been hard to earn his trust. He had expected that much. And the reactions of his fellow Syltherins had been complete shock, followed by rage. He had instantly become an object of ridicule. He had known that would happen.
It had, howevever, been made clear to him that for the plan to succeed, no one, not even his closest friends, could know what was really going on.
But there was a problem. A tiny possibility that had never even been conbsidered during the making of the plan. It had never even entered their minds. After all, how laughable was it? He wasn't supposed to have fallen in love.
It had started simply and innocently enough. A quick squeeze of the hands in the corridor. But sparks flew in that simple touch of skin to skin.
Then came the kiss. A stolen peck on he lips that suddenly turned into a passionate, fiery embrace, lips and tongues locked together for an impossibly long moment, seemingly an eternity. A heavenly and perfect eternity.
And then...he had no idea how it had happened.They made love for the first time on the Quidditch field, an incredible, passionate, impossible joining of their bodies that ignited strange feelings in him. The pure roundness of the moon that night, with its bright, clean light, had imprinted itself on his mind forever. It would forever bring that magnificent night to his mind, and the feelings h felt would rush back...
This wasn't supposed to happen.
He, Draco Malfoy, loved Harry Potter.
And now he faced the most difficult and painful decision of his life. Abandon his family and his Lord, denounce all his beliefs...or lead the love of his life to his death?