I scrapped my orginal chapter five after some very helpful pushes!

I did not like the way this story was progressing and instead of scrapping it entirely, I decided to change the direction. (For the better!)

So, enjoy the new and improved, chapter five!

Please forgive my mistakes, this is unbeta'd,

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He could hear a pin drop, yet it sounded like a hurricane tearing his room apart. The sounds echoed inside his head and he felt as though it might split in two. He groaned and rolled over, pressing his face into his pillow hoping to drown out the thunderous sounds.

Suddenly he was wide awake, his head throbbing, his stomach on the verge of nausea. The earsplitting sound erupted around the room again. He hissed, trying to find the assaulting noise. It came again, this time louder than before. His eyes settled on the large wooden door. Again and again, the sound filled the room and Draco cupped his hands over his ears hoping it would disappear.

"No one's home!"

The room was quiet again and Draco sighed, his head still throbbed. Suddenly the room was spinning and Draco dashed to the bathroom, he dropped to his knees and lost it. The knocking picked up, closer this time.

"Are you sick?"

The voice sent shivers down his spine and he lost it again. Without turning he made his way towards the sink, splashing water into his face as he stared at his pale complexion. His eyes trailed to the raven haired boy behind him in the mirror.

"What do you want? It's Saturday; I have the day off today." Harry smiled and slipped his arms around the blond boy's thin waist. "Exactly. I thought you'd like to get something to eat." Draco blanched and squirmed in Harry's grip before successfully shoving him off.

"What are you doing!?" Harry stared confused at the boy before cocking his head. "Your memory isn't what it used to be, Draco. You've already forgotten about last night." Draco frowned slowly, realization dawning on him.

And then it was happening again. It came up too fast, surprising him and he dropped to his knees shaking, except nothing came up, he was empty. "H..How much did I drink?" He croaked out. Harry watched him nervously. "I don't know, a whole bottle of wine?"

Harry cringed as ice daggers glared up at him. "You idiot! You know how easily I get drunk! That was your plan wasn't it? Get me drunk and try to seduce me. That's low, even for you Potter." Shakily he picked himself up off the ground and staggered back towards his bed.

Harry sighed slowly, "Don't be ridiculous. If I wanted you so badly there are better ways." The silence settled between the two men. "So you didn't mean anything you said?" Harry asked him. Draco kept his eyes closed, his hand pressed to his forehead. "I can't even remember what I said, let alone that I meant it.

"Did you restock the infamary?" Harry set the strange buzzing item back down onto Draco's shelf. "You know a concoction that can will away a hang-over?" Draco grunted softly and pulled himself from his bed.

"Draco, you said you wanted to be with me, last night." Stumbling towards his closet he shifted the contents around, looking for something comfortable to wear. "I was drunk."

"You didn't seem drunk-" "What would you know?" He tugged the slim black shirt over his head. "Look, headmaster, whatever was said between us last night was a mistake. I was out of it, drunk if you will, and I probably said things any drunk person would say to their ex-lover. But I didn't mean whatever it is I may have said to you. I apologize if I got your hopes up, but we're just headmaster and professor," he turned to survey the boy.

"Nothing more."

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"That fool!" Ginny ducked as the book hurled above her head and came crashing down into her lap. She set it aside and moved beside the boy, placing her hand on his shoulder.

"I told you to be careful didn't I." He shrugged her off and she sighed, crossing her arms over her chest as she watched him pace around the room. "You can't let him get to you like this, Harry." She cringed away from Harry's glare and sunk back down into the chair.

"You've got more hormones than I do," she muttered under her breath. "Come on Harry, is he really worth it?" She threw her hands up in the air as he whirled around and glared at her again. "Okay, I get it. But why is he worth it Harry?"

He stopped pacing for a moment and shoved his hands into his cloak pockets. "We were together in our sixth year, dawning on our seventh. Soon we'd graduate, and we were both terrified of what would happen after that,

"It wasn't until Draco's father passed away, that I really saw his true emotion. Although he tried really hard to disguise his pain with his passion, I stumbled upon him one early morning. The sun was barely rising, but I could see in the dim light that his eyes were red. It must have been embarrassing for him, for someone like me to find him in a state like I did.

"But he just gracefully wiped the remains of his tears away and said nothing. I sat with him, watching the sunrise, listening to his breathing even out. The sun was full in the sky by the time we made our way back to the castle.

"From then on, our relationship changed. It grew into something more than friendship. We'd spend every night, sneaking past the prefects, although Ron and Hermione let us off a few times when we did get caught.

"Of course, he was the same old Draco as before, cynical, snotty, and childish to say the least. But what no one else saw was the passion behind his eyes," Harry blushed, remembering.

Harry chuckled nervously, obviously lost in thought. "I still remember the way my name rolled off his lips, the way he'd arch up into my touch, unable to resist me. I'd never felt so alive in my life. He brought life back in where it had died. After my parents and Sirius' deaths I felt empty, but Draco, he restored my love for everything.

"It was like I had forgot what it was like to be happy, and then he came along, and with his fuck-all attitude, I felt whole again. I never would have thought Draco Malfoy would be the one to make me open my eyes and see the world wasn't over yet. And yet, when I saw his smirking face walking down that hallway, his cold eyes piercing into my own, it was as if nothing had changed between us.

"But as soon as we were alone.. His voice was always smooth and calculated, he always knew what to say and when to say it. He breathed new life into my soul. I felt as though I might explode with passion. He was my rock, and I was his through the rocky months of our lives together.

"And then it came time to graduate. We both did well for ourselves, I'm sure even you saw that. We bought a place together, talking about our future.

"But then... His mother's health began to deteriorate, I thought it would be the end of him. He was so distraught about her passing. It was that moment that I made a vow to him. I promised him I would never hurt him like that. That vow was short lived.." He clenched his fists at his side, not ready to plunge into those painful memories.

The room was quiet as Ginny stared down at her hands, Harry lost in his memories. "Harry... I don't think-" She was immediately silenced as Harry's hand shot up. "I know Ginny. You don't think he'll ever get back with me either, but I know you're hoping."

He shot her a brilliant smile. "Because you want me happy too."

Her brilliant brown eyes sparkled up at him. "Of course I do harry.." her voice was a painful whisper as she choked out the words. "But what about us?" His eyes focused on the girl, "What about us Ginny?"

"I thought we, I mean to say, you and I, shared something special." Harry's eyes clouded over as he stared at her. "Ginny, that was years ago, and I was confused. I love you, but more like a sister than anything else." Ginny tried to keep from flinching as she fixed her eyes on her hands.

The room was filled with nervous laughter and awkward smiles. "I knew that Harry." She smiled up at him, her eyes guarded. "But it would have been interesting, don't you think?" He turned his back on her and stared out the window.

"It would have been something else, I'll give you that." She slipped from the comfortable chair and slid her arms around his broad shoulders. Leaning up she kissed his temple gently.

"Think about it," she whispered softly in his ear. He turned to glance into her eyes but only had time to see her firey red hair disappear out the door.

"Think about it.."