Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Harry Potter. Sigh. This is the last chapter guys!
When Blaise walked back into his dorm room, he saw Draco sitting on the edge of the bed, cradling his head in his hand's.
"Drake?" Blaise questioned quietly. "You're not, err, crying are you?" He finished uncomfortably, fidgeting by the door.
Draco's head snapped up when he said that and he gave Blaise a small smile, even though it looked strained.
"I am not a sniveling pansy, Blaise."
The darker-boy released a breath and walked over to sit down next to Draco.
"Then why did you leave?" Blaise knew that was a low blow, but he couldn't help it. Draco could have easily stayed and continued whatever Potter and him were doing earlier.
"Excuse me?" Draco asked quietly, his voice tight and clipped. "I was just mortally embarrassed in front of my arch-enemy by his ex-girlfriend, and you wanted me to stay?"
"Really, Draco?" Blaise asked sarcastically. "I think you can drop the 'arch-enemy' stuff because what you and Potter were doing was definitely not what you do with enemies."
Draco gave a dry laugh and sat up straight, looking at Blaise. Messing with his hands, Draco tried to control the blush that was threatening to take over his face.
"Was Harry err, Potter worried about me?"
Blaise bit back a smile and nodded at Draco, watching with amusement when the blonde-boy started to blush.
"Really?" Draco asked, his voice betraying how pleased he actually felt. "I mean that's understandable. I did run off in a hurry.." He finished lamely, ignoring the smile on Blaise's face.
"Yes, Draco. Totally understandable.." Blaise mocked, chuckling when Draco looked away.
Draco smiled and laid down on the bed, closing his eye's and sighing.
"I should talk to him, shouldn't I?"
Blaise was shocked that Draco would willingly go talk Potter, but he didn't disagree with him.
"Yes, you should. At least let him know why you ran away."
"So…" Draco asked, a smile evident in his voice. "How long have you and Granger been going out?"
"Err, what?" Blaise replied dumbly. "We're not going out.."
Draco raised an eyebrow at this and shook his head at the obvious lie.
"Ugh," Blaise groaned. "We've been dating since we came back to Hogwarts."
Draco just nodded but didn't say anything, he understood why Blaise didn't say anything to him. Draco probably would have severed their friendship and completely ignored him if he had told him at the beginning of the year.
"I'm happy for you," Draco said sincerely, looking at Blaise.
"Thanks, Drake," Blaise mumbled quietly, not quite use to seeing the softer side of his friend.
Draco just nodded and started to stand up, throwing his cloak on.
"I'm going to go out for a bit."
Blaise nodded and said a quick goodbye before Draco shut the door and walked away.
0o0o
Harry was pacing back and forth on the Astronomy Tower, wondering if he should go talk to Draco, or if he should just leave him alone. What if the kiss didn't mean anything to him? What if it was just in the moment? Running his hand's through his hair, Harry sat down on the cold tile floor and dropped his head between his legs.
"Potter?"
Harry felt his heart speed up when he heard the voice calling his name. Quickly standing up and brushing himself off, Harry walked towards Draco.
"Hey," he said quietly, nervously wringing his hand's.
"Hello," came the equally quiet response.
"I'm sorry about Ginny. I was going to try and come find you, but-"
"You were going to come looking for me?" Draco asked, genuinely curious.
Harry blushed and nodded while looking down at his feet.
"I was worried. You looked upset."
"I was not upset, Potter," Draco snapped, suddenly annoyed at the way the 'Golden Boy' was trying to be another savior. "No need to try and come rescue me."
"I know that," Harry snapped back. "Gods, Draco. Why are you being all snobby again?"
"Excuse me?" Draco hissed. "I'm not being 'snobby'! Why, you're probably upset that I'm not some sniveling girl that needs to be saved."
"What the hell would that have to do with anything? I just wanted to know if you were okay," Harry said through gritted teeth, trying to control the anger flaring in him.
"Thanks for the concern, Potter," Draco drawled sarcastically. "As you can see I'm fine."
Harry stalked towards Draco until they were nose to nose.
"Why are you being such a jerk?" Harry snapped. "I thought that you- That maybe you were starting to like me back.." Harry faltered under the intense stare he was receiving.
"You thought that we could become boyfriends? Become all cuddly and gooey?" Draco asked, his voice completely neutral.
"Err, yes?" Harry mumbled, looking down at the ground again.
Harry looked back up when he felt a hand gently stroke his face and the quiet voice talking.
"We can't, Harry."
"Why not?" The raven-haired boy asked. Leaning into Draco's hand, Harry wrapped arm's around his waist.
"Didn't you hear what that redhead said? Imagine what everyone else would think."
Harry tore himself away from Draco and glared harshly at the blonde-boy.
"You're worried about what people will say? Is that it, Draco? God! I can't believe you. I thought that maybe you changed since the war was over, but you're still the self-centered, pride controlled git you were back then."
"No, you don't understand, Harry-" Draco started to say but stopped when he realized he didn't know what to say.
"Exactly, Malfoy. There is nothing stopping you. You're just afraid. So, why don't you come and find me when you're actually ready to do something about us," Harry said quietly, sounding defeated.
Before Draco could respond Harry was walking down the stairs and disappearing around the corner.
0o0o
"Can you believe him, 'Mione?" Harry shouted, pacing in the Room of Requirement. "Then he just let me walk away! He didn't even call out to me. That says a lot more about him then I would have thought."
"Breathe, Harry!" Hermione chided. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe he really is scared? Just because you're fearless about everything you do, doesn't mean everyone else is."
Harry froze in his step's and turned towards the bushy-haired girl. He cocked his head at her and frowned, his emerald-eye's suddenly looking sad.
"That's just the inner Gryffindor in you, Harry," Hermione said fondly. "Thinking before acting."
Harry sighed quietly at her and nodded.
"You're right, 'Mione. Gods, I screwed this up again, huh?"
Hermione gave him another small smile before she pushed him out the door.
"Go find him and apologize. Do whatever it takes, Harry. You're not known to give up."
0o0o
"I should have stopped him, Blaise," Draco mumbled, his usual perfectly composed façade crumbling.
"It'll be fine, Drake. You know how Gryffindor's tend to get. They like to act and then think.." Blaise said, his voice almost sounding fond. "He's probably out looking for you right now."
"He's probably with Granger. Talking about how much of a 'self centered, pride controlled git' I am," Draco said quietly.
"Draco Lucius Malfoy! You will march out of this room right now and you're going to go find Potter and you're going to talk," Blaise said in a forceful tone, leaving no room for arguments.
Draco's eyes widened for a second before he looked towards Blaise and smiled.
"Granger has really rubbed off on you."
Blaise blushed fiercely but maintained eye contact with Draco.
"She definitely has and I'm so happy for that. I can't imagine if I had just let her get away and I won't let you do that with Potter," Blaise said seriously, his eye's looking determined.
Draco nodded and stood up, reaching his hand for the door, Draco turned around and gave his friend a grateful smile.
"Thanks, Blaise."
0o0o
Harry was looking down at his map, following Draco's dot. It looked like he was outside by the lake, pacing in front of it. Quickly spelling the map shut, Harry started to run to the lake. Stopping when he was a few feet away, Harry admired the view of Draco laying down in the grass.
It was completely dark out except for the moon reflecting off the lake, and the fairies flying around. The fairies gave off a green tint bathing Draco in an almost ethereal glow. His blonde-hair was splayed out across the grass and he looked asleep. Harry was to stunned to move or even make a sound, but he must have made some sound because Draco sat up in a flash, wand in hand.
"Who's there?"
Harry shook his head and started to walk forward, still in awe of the light Draco was giving off.
"It's just me."
Harry tried to ignore the warm sensation that spread throughout his body when Draco's posture relaxed and he stuffed his wand back in his pocket.
"What do you want?" Draco snapped angrily.
"I just wanted to come and apologize," Harry said quietly. Looking Draco directly in his eye's, loving the way the pale face started to flush a light pink.
"Oh? Well, this doesn't really sound like an apology," The blonde-boy said in a haughty tone.
"I just wanted to say that I really am sorry, Draco. I must be the definition of Gryffindor because I always say and then think. It's just my personality though. I guess I always rush into stuff head on and then worry about what's going to happen. You're a Slytherin for Merlin's sake. You guys like to plan and then act." Harry took a deep breath and looked up at Draco, only to find the blonde-boy looking totally impassive. "and obviously you don't want to hear any of this, do you? I just wanted you to know that I tried to get you. I'll go now though."
"Don't you dare leave, Potter!" Draco said fiercely, walking towards Harry.
Draco reached out for Harry, and for a second Harry thought he was about to get hit until he felt a pair of hands tug at his hair. Taking the cue, Harry leaned in and pressed his lip's against Draco's, reveling in the feel of him. His lip's molded against Draco's, their bodies were pressed tightly against each other, and they were kissing like it would be the last time. Harry wrapped his arm's around Draco's waist and pulled him even closer.
"Gods, Draco," Harry moaned into the blonde-hair, his breaths coming out in harsh gasps.
"That was me saying that I accept your apology, Harry."
"If I get this out of you every time I screw up, I can see a lot of those in our future," Harry said while chuckling quietly.
Draco tried not to smile to widely at the 'our' future part, but he doubt that he succeeded because the same smile was mirrored on Harry's face.
"This just became a way more interesting school year," Draco whispered in Harry's ear before kissing him soundly.
After he pulled away, a goofy grin was plastered on Harry's face.
"It'll be very interesting. The 'Golden Boy' and the 'Ice Prince' are dating! Wait until everyone finds out."
Draco groaned quietly and rested his head on Harry's shoulder.
"Ugh. I'm definitely not looking forward to that part."
Harry smiled and kissed Draco's forehead.
"Don't worry, I'll be there right with you."
"Of course you'll be with me. You're not leaving my side until this blows over," Draco said confidently, his grip on Harry unconsciously tightening.
Harry tried to control another smile but eventually gave in, he couldn't imagine the next couple of months, but whatever they may bring, Harry knew they could both take them on. It was the Golden boy and the Ice Prince after all, they could get through just about anything together.
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