Disclaimier: NOT MINE :(

A/N: ok… I had trouble with this chapter. Ah… Harry and Draco shared a kiss in the last chapter. But… they're not together! Holidays are over, people are back! Things are sure to get in their way… ENJOY! And when I say "things" I meant people.

Thank you all for the wonderful reviews!! I'm glad you guys like this story :) –teary eyed-

NOW WE BEGIN!

As for the title… my friend helped me come up with it. For people that read Shakespeare before, you know how his romance plays end nicely after a kiss or whatever. Well… not in this story :P

Chapter 10: This Is Not Shakespeare!

After their first shared kiss, Harry had been in a world of pure bliss. Sometimes he still could not believe that he and Draco kissed. Draco Malfoy, his once rival, Ice Prince of the Slytherin House, kissed him, Harry Potter. Sure, it was under mistletoe, but a kiss is a kiss… and a heated one at that. After that night, and for the rest of their Christmas holiday, Draco and Harry spent the last days alone before people would come back for school. Though they had shared a chaste kiss that one fateful night, neither had told the other how he truly felt. With the end of the holidays getting near, it would be harder for this couple to see each other. Even their friendship had to be kept a secret. On their last night alone in Hogwarts, both teens were in the Gryffindor common room. Draco was sitting on the couch with Harry sitting on the ground between Draco's legs.

"Draco… students are coming back tomorrow… You know what that means right?"

Draco put his right hand on Harry's shoulder and patted it softly. "We can't see each other--"

Harry turned to face Draco abruptly. "We're not going to see each other anymore?!" Harry panicked.

Draco can actually see the green pupils dilate in fear; fear of not able to see him again. 'I… don't think I can stand not seeing Harry. Not since that night; he's a part of me now. When will I tell him…' Draco thought. Draco shook his blond head at Harry.

"That's not what I meant Harry. I was going to say that we can't see each other too often. People would get suspicious… They don't know how close we've become."

Harry let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "For a moment there I thought you didn't want to see me anymore…"

Harry stood up from his position on the ground and moved to sit next to Draco on the couch. Draco turned sideways so that he was facing the brunet. Reaching up to cup Harry's face in his hands, Draco rubbed small circles on Harry's cheek with his thumb. With his left hand, he ran his fingers Harry's untamable hair. Harry leaned into Draco's soothing touches.

'Control yourself Harry!! You are overreacting!!' A voice screamed in Harry's head. 'He's not your lover! You don't even know if Draco feels the same as you… It was just one kiss under the mistletoe!'

Draco noticed Harry had this faraway look in his eyes. Lowering his head, Draco locked his gaze with Harry's.

"What's wrong?"

Harry snapped away from his thoughts. "Huh? Oh… nothing," Harry licked his sudden dry lips. Draco watched the tip of Harry's tongue with hunger.

'I want to feel those lips against mine again…' Draco continued to stare at Harry's luscious lips. Shaking his head slightly, Draco moved his hands away from Harry's face.

'Be mine…'

"I should head back now, it's getting late." Draco was about to stand up when Harry grasped his arms to stop him.

"Wait! Don't go… stay with me," Harry pleaded. "It's the last night where we can be carefree about our…friendship. Stay a while longer… Please?"

Draco sat back down on the couch and turned to look at the man beside him. Harry's facial expressions were begging Draco to stay. He couldn't deny Harry or himself for that matter.

"I'll stay… but only for a little while longer." Draco put his finger under Harry's chin and tilted his head up; Harry looked at Draco with lidded eyes. Draco found this position very tempting. He unconsciously leaned closer to Harry's face. Harry had the look of longing as the gazed at Draco's perfect complexion through half lidded eyes.

'Move any closer and you're going to scare Harry.' Draco chided himself. On the other hand, Harry was hoping Draco would lean in closer. Such irony these two faced.

"Harry?" Draco moved a little bit closer.

"Yes?"

"Can I…" Draco tried to force the rest of the sentence out of his mouth but he found this somewhat difficult.

"Can you what?" Harry prodded for Draco to continue with his question; he shifted so that he is facing Draco; Harry parted his lips slightly.

Just as Draco was going to open his mouth to speak, there was a tap on the window. Draco pulled away when he heard the noise, and Harry groaned in frustration.

'BAD TIMING!' Harry yelled inside his head. He walked over to the window and opened it. A rush of cold wind came through and in flew Hedwig.

Harry was taken by surprise. "Hedwig? What is it girl?" He then noticed an envelope attached to Hedwig's talons. "A letter for me?"

Hedwig hooted in reply. Harry reached for the snowy owl and untied the parcel from her claws. He stroked Hedwig on the head and it flapped its wings and flew off, most likely back to the owlery. Harry tore open the envelope and took out the parchment within. He read the letter and slowly a smile spread across his face. Draco noticed the change of expression and asked what was in the letter.

"It's Hermione; she said she and Ron are coming back tomorrow afternoon and asked if anything happened while they were gone." Harry gave a low chuckle. "If only they knew." He walked back and sat down once more.

"I want them to know about this… about us." Harry whispered. "Can't I tell them about it?"

"They won't understand at all," Draco said bitterly. "Weasel and Granger would never accept me the way you did Harry." Draco turned away. "They see me as the bloody Slytherin bastard, Harry Potter's arch nemesis."

Harry took Draco's hand in his. "I'll tell them you've changed! You're not the old Draco Malfoy… you're different…" Harry trailed off.

Draco put his left hand on top of Harry's, sandwiching the smaller hand between his.

"The only thing that matters is that you understand me. I don't give a damn about the others," Draco said softly. "Let's just keep it a secret for now."

Harry looked down at how his hand is snuggled inside the grasp of Draco's hands. He could feel the warmth radiating within the enclosure, the softness of those hands.

"Promise you will always be by my side?" Harry asked, Draco eyes widened in surprise. "As a friend I mean!" Harry quickly added; he blushed. Draco gave a low chortle.

"Of course Harry, I'll be here whenever you need me." Draco smiled reassuringly. 'I'll always be by your side…'

For the rest of the evening both Harry and Draco sat by the fire, telling each other things that neither knew. As the night went on Draco kept Harry's hand within his, never wanting to let go. Time passed and Draco noticed that Harry's head had slowly begun to droop and finally, landed on Draco's shoulders.

"Harry?" A light snore answered him. "… guess you're asleep."

Draco let go of Harry's hand and moved to run his fingers through the messy raven locks. The hair went through his fingers like fine silk. Draco smiled when he found that Harry's hair would not stay in one place.

"You don't know how much I want to be with you," Draco whispered. "It will be complicated if others knew… which also means trouble, and I don't want that. For your sake."

Draco carefully stood up from the couch, holding Harry's head gently in his hand. Then summoning a pillow he put it on the couch and laid Harry's head on it; Harry continued to sleep. Brushing Harry's hair away on the forehead, Draco bent down and kissed him on the scar; soft lips pressed against the smooth skin.

"Goodnight Harry," Draco straightened himself. "I love you… always. You just don't know how much…" Draco's eyes wandered across Harry's lithe form. "It's funny how in such a short period of time we became so close… and for me to develop feelings for you."

With that Draco walked away and went to the portrait door. Pushing it open, he looked back at the sleeping form that was Harry; smiling softly Draco stepped out of the Gryffindor common room and closed the door.

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Harry woke up to darkness; the embers in the fireplace had died down some time during the middle of the night.

'What time is it…?' Harry pondered as he rubbed the weariness away from his eyes. He sat up and took out his wand.

"Lumos," Harry muttered, the tip of his wand illuminated. Pointing his wand at various places, Harry noticed a certain blond wasn't there anymore.

"He probably left when I fell asleep," Harry told himself.

'I thought I heard Draco said something before I was fully asleep… something like 'I love you'? Nah… I was probably imagining things… It's only my wishful thinking hoping that Draco DID say he loves me.'

Harry stood up and began to grope around in the darkness, the light emitting from his wand not helping much. Finally reaching his room, Harry opened the door and went in; a rush of cold air greeted him.

'I wish I have a fireplace in here… just like Draco's room.'

Shuffling across the room Harry flopped onto his own bed; he tucked his arms under his head and looked at the dark red curtains hanging around the four poster bed.

"People are coming back and I won't see much of Draco anymore," Harry sighed. "We should pick a place to meet every night… I don't think I can stand not seeing him."

'Harry Potter you sound like a girl missing her boyfriend…' An inner voice chided. 'Just bloody tell Draco how you feel! You got nothing to lose right?'

"I can lose our friendship!" Harry growled at nothing in particular. "I-I want to tell him how I feel… But I don't know even know how he feels, he probably only see me as a friend." Harry let out a dejected sigh.

"What would happen if I told him?" He reasoned, and then Harry huffed. "And I'm not acting like a girl!"

Removing his arms from under his head, Harry turned to his side. "I can see him again in the morning," Harry smiled. "Yea… in the morning it is."

Harry let his eyes close and allowed pleasant dreams take over. Last thing he thought of was how Draco's lips felt against his.

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(Harry's dream, third person point of view :P)

Draco pulled Harry flush against his hard body, his arms snaking around the smaller boy's trim waist. Draco brushed his hands across Harry's unruly hair then moved his head down to place light butterfly kisses on the forehead.

"You're beautiful… do you know that?" Draco whispered, his lips tracing down Harry's jaws. Harry couldn't help but let out a sensual moan. This only aroused Draco more.

"You make the most wonderful sounds…" Draco nipped Harry's collarbone then sucked, hard enough to draw blood to the surface.

"Draco…" Harry tossed his head around. "…I have something to tell you."

Draco continued to kiss and lick his way down Harry's neck then moved back up and smashed his lips on Harry's to give a most bruising kiss. Draco then took his arms away from Harry's waist and placed them on Harry's hips; he pressed their groins closer together, Harry could feel Draco's arousal pressed against his own.

"What is it Harry?" Draco moved his mouth against Harry's now swollen red lips. Harry pulled away and inwardly groaned at the lost of contact from Draco's kisses.

"I've always wanted to tell you…" Draco moved his head to the side of Harry's and nibbled on Harry's earlobes, thrusting his hips up in the process. Harry whimpered at the feeling he's receiving.

"Tell me what?" Draco licked the shell of Harry's ear then blew on it making Harry shiver. "You can tell me anything love."

"Draco I lo--"

(The dream ends :D)

"Harry? Harry? Wake up mate!"

Harry moaned as the memory of his dream lingered in his mind. Then he noticed someone forcibly shaking him awake. Slowly he opened his eyes and a mop of red hair greeted him.

"…hmm… RON?!" Harry exclaimed; fumbling Harry took his glasses and placed them on. "I thought you were coming back in the afternoon?"

Ron shook his head, red hair falling over his eyes. "Change of plans and it's kind of late morning right now… Are you alright?"

Harry gave Ron a quizzical look. "What?"

"You were all moaning and stuff… I thought you were sick."

Heat rose to Harry's cheeks. "No, I'm alright… And it's late morning?! How long have you been here?"

Ron sat down at the edge of Harry's bed and made a motion to smooth out the wrinkles on the bedspread.

"Only a couple of minutes, long enough to hear you moan in your sleep." At this moment, Ron eyed the snow globe on one of the bedside shelves. "Who got that for you? A secret admirer?" Ron winked.

"What are you talking about Ron?" Harry started then he followed where Ron was looking. "Oh that. Dra—er I mean I got it for myself."

"You got it for yourself?" Harry nodded. "Why would you get something like that for yourself?" (A/N: Ron and his questions -.-)

"I like it! And-and I thought it would look nice on the shelf…" Harry fidgeted. "Anyways, I have to dress; I'm going down for… lunch I guess?." Harry looked away from Ron's searching gaze. Knowing that he wouldn't get an answer out of Harry, Ron stood up and walked for the door.

"Alright mate, I'll see you later then." Ron opened the door and went out.

'That was close!! My tongue almost slipped.' Harry wiped his brow. He got up from his bed and shuffled to the bathroom, with some fresh clothes he took in his arms. As Harry was putting on his denim jeans, he thought back to the dream he had before Ron rudely woken him up.

'That was the most…sensual dream I've had in a long time' Harry looked into the bathroom mirror and smiled; his reflection blew him a kiss. Harry looked offended.

"I don't want a kiss from my own reflection! I only want them from Draco…" Harry whispered, smiling to himself. His reflection rolled its eyes.

Donning a black t-shirt Harry went out of the bathroom. Putting on his trainers, Harry left the room humming a happy tune.

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A/N: Ok I'm ending this chapter right here :( yes I know I ended it like in the middle of nowhere, but that's my intention . I didn't even talk about Draco's morning! But no worries, that's in the next chapter ;D PLEASE REVIEW!

Next chapter will be full of interferences, I don't think Harry's gonna have a chance to see Draco…or will he? –wink-

Harry: why did you make me wake up from that dream??

Gio: psh… we know you love Draco, so there's no difference

Harry: It was getting good… -pouts-

Draco: Don't worry love… there will be more kissing in the future. –starts making out with Harry-

Gio: HEY! No making out!!