Hey everyone, welcome to the last chapter!! I hope I won't disappoint you, but I had to hurry with this one because I'm leaving to california in a few days and I didn't want you to wait a whole month for the end of the storry. Maybe there will be a sequel, but I'm not sure.

Enjoy this one please!

Under his invisibility cloak Harry hurried back to the Gryffindor common room. Maybe Ginny was sleeping already but he had the feeling he should talk to her as soon as possible. He really loved her as a friend and didn't want to have a bad conscience about her when he was with Draco.

He turned around a corner and could see the portrait of the fat lady at the end of the corridor, when it suddenly swung open. To his surprise Harry saw Ginny climbing through the portrait hole. She sneaked along the corridor and was looking over her shoulder once in a while.

Harry knew it wasn't exactly nice of him, but he followed her cautiously. She went down to the forth floor and entered a classroom in the middle of a corridor. She closed the door behind her. Harry went over to the door and pressed his ear against the wood. He couldn't hear a single sound, so maybe she was alone in there. Did she just search for a quite place to be on her own? Or did she wait for somebody?

When a tall figure appeared at the end of the corridor, obviously not a teacher or Filch, Harry new the answer. He watched the person to come closer and was surprised to see Terry Boot stopping in front of the door. Carefully he opened it. When he saw Ginny inside he went over to her at once without shutting the door.

'I missed you,' Ginny whispered passionately and wrapped her arms around him. She whispered something in his ear which made him moan. Soon they were lying on one of the desks, smooching like mad.

Harry decided he had seen enough and turned to go back to his dormitory. This would make the whole thing much easier, he thought.

On his way back he still wondered how Terry could be so happy kissing that girl. It wasn't special at all. He thought about Cho for a moment. It hadn't been special either! It wasn't this overwhelming feeling he got when he was together with Draco, a man.

This thought popped right into his head. Draco was a man, and so was he. Harry laughed to himself. It seemed that he was gay since years without even recognizing it. Well, there wasn't a chance for Harry Potter to live an ordinary life, was there?

The next morning Harry's stomach felt as if he had bricks for breakfast. He didn't want to hurt Ginny, but there was no way to avoid this he feared. She was sitting next to him and ate some cereals when Harry finally decided that there was no reason to wait any longer.

'Ginny, I have to talk to you,' he said with a low voice.

'What is it, honey?' Ginny asked smiling.

'Well, exactly that is a point. You changed, you know? Why this nicknames? You are acting so girly since we're here.'

'What do you mean by that?' she asked offended.

'Well, you have been my girlfriend for several months now and I liked it much more when I could talk to you in an ordinary way and laugh and play with you.'

'You mean when I wasn't acting girlish? When I was just like a friend to you? What the hell is up? I'm your girlfriend! You know, sometimes I just want to feel like that, ok?' she said loudly. By now a few people around them were listening, but Ginny and Harry didn't notice.

'Ginny…' Harry tried but she interrupted him.

'No, listen to me Harry!' she called and stood up. Now nearly everyone in the great hall was following their argument.

'I'm asking you: is that it? Do you want to break up with me all of a sudden because I'm acting like a girl? What's wrong with you? Are you gay? Who is it? Dean, Seamus? Or my brother? Or, no, even better, is it Draco Malfoy?!' she cried.

Harry was shocked. He thought Ginny would be grateful to end this in a quit conversation. But no, she had decided to make a scene out of it. He couldn't understand why she was so upset. It made him angry. After all it was Terry she really loved. He stood up, too.

'You want to know why I'm breaking up with you all of a sudden? Well, it happened that I saw you yesterday night with Terry Boot, ok?' he yelled.

There was silence in the great hall. Ginny's face went pale. Everyone was either looking at her or at Terry. The head boy rose slowly from his chair and went over to the Gryffindor table.

'And he's a much better lover for you than I am,' Harry added whispering. 'So, go ahead and be happy with him. I just want to be your friend, if that's ok with you.' He said softly. Ginny looked at him. She knew it was over.

'Yes…' she agreed with a very low voice. Harry took a step towards her and hugged her for a brief moment. Then he turned around and faced the head boy.

'Be a better boyfriend for her than I was,' he said to him, took his bag from under the table and left the great hall.

He went upstairs to the Gryffindor common room when he met Ron and Hermione who were late for breakfast.

'Hey guys, I have to tell you something.'

'Oh mate, I'm fucking hungry so hurry up please!' Ron complained.

'I…I broke up with Ginny,' he admitted low.

'What, you are kidding!' Ron called. Hermione just raised one eyebrow.

'Why?' she asked simply.

'Well, I've seen her yesterday with an other guy and…' Harry began but he was interrupted by Ron.

'No way! She loves you mate, really!' he assured his best friend.

'Well, no, you will see when you go to the great hall. But moreover I think…I'm not into girls…' he said a bit bashed and regarded the floor. Hermione was grinning.

'Oh, that's sooooo cute,' she smiled and hugged Harry a bit stormy. Ron instead didn't get what Harry just said.

'What do you mean, you're not into girls? Did I miss something?'

'Well, think about it yourself,' Harry grinned and took a few steps towards the Gryffindor tower.

'See you later!' he said and went off.

Harry went to his dormitory, took some fresh clothes out of his closet and took a shower. He had the particular feeling that this wasn't a bad idea today.

When he was finished he looked into the mirror on the wall. After all he was still a bit skinny, but besides that he had a nice tan from the summer and his hair was even more messy than usual. He still wasn't as handsome and sexy as Draco he thought, but still not bad.

Again he went down to the great hall. Breakfast had ended already and there were just a few students left, doing their homework or just talking. To his disappointment Draco wasn't there.

He turned to go up to the library and found Ron and Hermione sitting there together with Neville. They were arguing about something and Harry supposed it was about him and Ginny. Ron seemed to be angry. Harry actually wasn't in the mood of fighting with him, but nevertheless he sat down next to him.

'What's up? Everything all right?' ha asked carefully.

'Not exactly,' Hermione responded. 'Ron is angry about Ginny and I think it's not fair. I mean, if I would have a gay boyfriend, I would have searched for a proper lover too.'

'Thanks for talking about me like that,' Harry said sharply and went red. Ha looked at Neville. Somehow he expected that his friends would turn on him now. But instead Neville smiled.

'How could Harry Potter possible have an ordinary life?' he repeated the same words Harry had thought to himself. Harry laughed about that, so did Ron.

'Ahm, actually I have a question. Did someone see…?'

'Potter, can I talk to you for a second?' Draco Malfoy interrupted him.

'Well, yes, sorry guys,' he said and got up. He followed the Slytherin behind some bookshelves. As soon as nobody could see them he turned to him and smiled quite fond.

'Hi,' he whispered sheepish.

'Hey,' Draco replied with the same smile. 'I wanted to see you…'

'So did I,' Harry answered.

'How are you? You know, after this argument at breakfast…'

'Well, I'm fine. In fact I don't think about anything else but being alone with you,' he admitted lowly and blushed slightly. Draco went pink, too. He smiled.

'Then come with me…'

Together they were sneaking out of the library and heading towards the Slytherin dungeons.

'Where exactly are we going?' Harry asked after a few staircases.

'To my dormitory of course,' Draco replied grinning.

Harry just followed the other one. His head was suddenly filled with rather erotic images. He shook his head and looked up. They were already standing in front of the wall where somewhere the door to the Slytherin common room was hidden.

'I can't go in there! Harry suddenly declared. 'The other Slytherins will kill me, I'm

pretty sure!'

'They won't!'

'I'm positive! I'll take my cloak,' Harry said and pulled it out of his bag. Draco was watching him with huge eyes. That Harry owned this cloak explained a lot!

When there wasn't any sign of the Gryffindor left Draco went over to the hidden door and said 'the green fairy'. A door appeared and the Slytherin opened it. He moved slowly enough that Harry was able to sneak in, too.

Draco just ignored the other students and went straight to a staircase at the other end of the room. Harry followed him upstairs and soon entered a big square room. There was only one single bed with emerald green curtains and silver sheets, a closet on the wall and a desk. A few pieces of parchment were lying on the floor but besides that it was very tidy. There were just two small windows near the ceiling.

Draco had closed the door and locked it while Harry took of his cloak. He laid it carefully over the chair in front of the desk and starred at the papers on it. Obviously those papers were failed trials to write a letter to Harry. Most of the started with 'Hey Potter' which made Harry smile. He wasn't sure if these letters were laying there by accident or not.

Suddenly Harry felt strong arms pulling him into an embrace. He could feel Draco's strong body at his back. The blond man rested his chin on Harry's shoulder and smiled.

'I dreamed of having you in my bedroom, you know?' he whispered into Harry's ear.

'You, you did?' stammered the Gryffindor and felt a shiver running through his whole body.

'I did,' Draco moaned lowly. Again Harry shivered. The other one's breath tickled the sensitive skin of his neck and ear. This time it was his turn to grow hard. He was so surprised about this that he didn't recognize at first, where Draco's hands were gliding to.

With the left arm Draco pressed Harry against his chest; the other hand was wandering towards the Gryffindors groins.

'I want you,' he whispered and pressed himself slightly against Harry, so he could feel that Draco's manhood was getting hard, too. Meanwhile the black haired man wasn't able to talk anymore. Draco's words had driven him into a kind of flush. He just wanted to feel the others body against his own. He wanted to feel Draco's hot skin, his breath, his lips, his …well, everything.

He turned around slowly, still in Draco's arms. He looked into the lustful grey eyes, lifted one hand and softly laid it on Draco's cheek. He smiled when their arousals met slightly and the blond man couldn't repress a moan.

'May I kiss you?' Harry asked in a smooth voice.

'You may,' Draco replied hushed and leaned in closer.

Their lips met so warily as if they were afraid to break something. Harry felt a flush through his whole body, even if it had been such a tiny touch. Again their lips met, and again and again. Draco's lips were so incredible smooth and luscious. He couldn't get enough of that.

Draco smiled at his cute new lover. He pulled away gently and went over to the bed, asking Harry to follow him. He sat down and waited for his boyfriend.

Harry was standing there petrified. He wanted so much more of Draco but yet he was afraid of it because in general he had no experience and especially not when it came to boy love.

'Don't be afraid,' Draco whispered and reached one hand out for Harry. Slowly he obeyed and kneeled carefully on his lovers lap.

Smiling Draco pulled him down for another kiss. Harry's lips were opened slightly and Draco took this opportunity to let his tongue reach between Harry's smooth lips. That gave Harry a sensation he never had before. It felt like a flow of heat and lust from his mouth directly to his groins. He closed his eyes and shivered and a moan slipped out of his mouth.

Draco went on, this time with more confidence. Their tongues met gently and played for a moment with each other. Harry felt so lightheaded that he didn't noticed how Draco started to unbutton his shirt.

'Wait!' Harry interrupted him suddenly.

'You don't want to?' Draco asked insecure.

'No, I mean I want to. but, I have to tell you something.'

'What is it?' the blond man demanded whispering.

'I…I love you, Draco' he said and blushed deeply this time.

'Ahh, Harry,' Draco moaned. 'I love you, too!' he replied smiling and the two of them leaned back onto Draco's bed and wouldn't leave it for the next few hours.

Ok, sorry for the lack of internal monologues and stuff. A friend told me sometimes it's hard to understand why they are acting like they do. I promis to change this for the next one.

Thanks again for all your great reviews and suggestions for improvement. The next time I may have the english version of the books, so I won't have to bother you again because of specific terms.

Thanks for reading and a huge thanks for Klia-Solidor!!!!!