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A/N: Keep reviewing, I'll keep writing.

To put it nicely, Draco wanted to rip out Jake Granger's spinal cord. How dare he touch what was Draco's. Draco did not share, and he did not spend all those years pining after Potter just for some Mudblood whore to take him away.

'But you broke up with him,' an annoying voice in Malfoy's head said.

"He was suppose to wait for me. NOT MOVE ON!" He argued with himself. See what he had become?

This wasn't healthy at all.

The Slytherin growled, throwing a rock into the lake. He heard footsteps, he knew who it was, but he didn't turn around, he didn't even blink.

"Drac-" Potter started, but Draco cut him off.

"Don't."

"Draco plea-"

"I fucking said don't."

The Slytherin stood up, he had a weak moment, where his eyes met with Potters, but he quickly looked away. Draco knew what Potter was going to do. '3...2...1...'

Potter ran after Draco, grabbing his arm. Draco wanted to pull away but Harr- Potter had a firm grip on him.

"I'm sorry, Draco. I really am." The Goody-two shoes started off.

"Fuck off, Potter," Draco growled.

"Listen to me, Draco! PLEASE!" The Golden Boy was begging? Not the first time.

"Go back to your whore, Potter."

"No."

"Fuck you." Draco was getting pissed off.

"Fuck me." The words slipped out of Harry's mouth on accident. His eyes went wide and he gasped softly.

Draco blushed, instantly getting a hard on.

"I-I-I…" Potter stuttered.

Draco made a kissy noise; he grabbed Harry and pulled the raven haired beauty close to him. "Wouldn't be the first time, eh Potter?" He leaned forward, his lips so close to touching Harry's. It felt like old times, Draco wanted him so badly; he wanted Harry to want him.

"D-Draco…I have to g-go." Draco let go causing Harry to stumbled backwards, almost falling over.

Harry ran, he knew if he stayed he would give into Draco. Why did it have to be this hard? He loved Jake, but Draco was completely different. Harry was suppose to kill Voldemort soon, he didn't need this stress.

Draco watched him go. "All in due time," He mumbled to himself. He waited a few moments before walking back towards the building. If he was going to get Harry back, he would nee backup. He couldn't go to Hermione or Ron. Draco tapped his chin; walking passed a certain Gryffindor that he noticed wasn't too happy. He ran over to her, pulling her a side.

A/N- I know it's short. I've been having hard time deciding on what to do next. Maybe someone could help me? I don't know. Anyways, I've been having some real life issues and it's really got me down & all. But I'll make the next chapter longer and post it sooner.