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Chapter song- "Boom Clap" by Charlie XCX.
Soon I realized, that kiss became a drug,
Soon, that presence became a need,
Soon, that smile became a must to see,
But that moment, to my feelings, I paid no heed.
His face was a picture of confusion to Draco's words. His smile was one in a million. His hand was like a silk cloth. His lips were like feathers. He was the person, Draco Malfoy had started to fall for. Draco didn't know it. But he felt different around the other boy. A feeling he couldn't quite place. He shrugged it off. He must be coming down with something.
Harry never felt this. His heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. Malfoy was moving closer by the second. His face was burning. He searched the other boy's eyes for something. He was jammed to the spot. Holding his breath. What was going on? He felt the taller boy's breath on his face. His eyes grew wide. He needed to do something. Look somewhere else but his eyes seemed to have a mind of their own. He pushed a strand of hair from his face. His saw the other boy say something but his ears, too, refused to understand the sound. He felt Malfoy's breath on his face.
"I really like you…"
What? Wait- WHAT?! Harry was taken aback. Did he just- What? His brain stopped functioning. He felt Malfoy hold his chin. He slowly closed the distance between them. When their lips met, a sudden spark ran through him. He couldn't understand anything. He slowly closed his eyes and kissed back. His heartbeat was going on and on. This must be it. He thought.
This must be love.
He had never felt this close to anyone. Ever since his parents died, he was always alone. But suddenly, Malfoy waltzed in. Like sun after a rainy day. He used to have nightmares of his parents' death but after he came in his life, they stopped. He felt happiness. For the first time. Hermione and Ron were there but they had their own world. He felt the love. And he was happy. Very happy.
Maybe, life wasn't so bad after all. Maybe, there was a reason to be alive. A person to be alive for.
And he had accepted it. He was hopelessly in love with Draco Malfoy. His embrace was warm. His hands were ready to hold Harry's. His eyes were like the oceans. All in all, he was perfect.
And Harry was happy.
He realised that his kisses became his drugs. His presence, he needed it to live. His smile was necessary. And these feelings for Draco, He knew what they were. Love. Amour. Ai. Liefde. Liebe. Whatever you call it.
And he was fine with feeling this way. Because he thought his feelings were reciprocated.
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