Okay, so here is the important chapter… This begins where both chapter 14 and 15 end.

Shall we have a little catch-up?? Yeah? Well… Blaise kisses Harry, Draco sees, Harry chases, Blaise Schemes, Hermione helps and now Harry and Draco revisit the Room of Requirement…

This was soooooo difficult to write =/ But I hope y'all like it xD

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Lights, Camera And… ACTION!

16 – Going Back To The Corner Where I First Saw You

So here Harry sat, curled in the Slytherin armchair that was set in the centre of the room, with his back leaning against one of the arms. The same room that he and Draco had first become friends. Everything looked just as they had left it. The chairs looked worn in, the fire was burning as furiously as it had been that night and Harry could swear he could still smell Draco in the chair. He pulled his knees in closer and closed his eyes, letting his worries take full force. He probably doesn't even want to see me. He looked angry; hurt, even. He wouldn't even stop to listen, why would he come here? Harry let his head fall onto the back of the chair and he took one deep inhale, savouring the smell that was distinctly Draco. Harry was so wrapped up in his own world that he didn't notice the door creak open.

Draco slowly entered the room, nerves radiating off of his very person. He knew what he had come to do but he was scared. He was scared that Harry didn't truly feel the same. He was worried that Harry had feelings for Blaise. After what he'd seen in the bathroom, he didn't know what to believe. Was Blaise right? He didn't want Harry to reject him for his best friend, only to be turned down. He didn't want to be Harry's second choice. He wanted to be Harry's one and only.

Draco looked over and saw Harry's head leaning on the armchair and let his mouth slip into a nervous smile. He looks so cute curled up there. After admiring the sight before him, he finally plucked up the courage to speak.

"Harry."

Harry's head snapped up and his eyes connected with the steely grey ones that he had been waiting for. As soon as he saw Draco, he had no words to speak. Draco, to him, looked breathtaking. His usually immaculate hair looked slightly mussed, his clothing no longer pristine and his face seemed to show every emotion that could ever be felt all in one. Every possible thing Harry had prepared to say had left his head the minute he saw the blonde.

"Harry?" Draco repeated, wondering what was wrong with him after receiving no reply first time. This suddenly snapped Harry out of his stupor and he leaped out of his chair, stumbling slightly due to the lack of use his legs had had during his wait.

"Draco, I… I… Um…" Harry stuttered.

"We need to talk, don't we?" Draco put forward as he realised the trouble Harry seemed to be having, not that he was doing much better.

"I guess so." Harry said, his eyes on his feet.

Both boys proceeded to sit down on the sofa with an uncomfortable distance between them. They both faced forward, staring at the fire. Signs of nervousness were plastered over each of the boys; lip biting, thumb twiddling, knee shaking and sighing. The tension in the room could be cut with sectumsempra.

After a while, it all became too much for Harry. He couldn't take the fact that they couldn't just talk to each other.

"Look, Draco. I'm really really sorry about what you saw earlier. I don't know what happened, first off we were just peeing, then Blaise got all close, and he was saying things to me and I just… I felt… I…" Harry babbled.

"Harry, I understand completely." Draco cut in.

"But you don't. I don't really like Blaise like that. It all just happened in the moment. He made me feel safe and now I don't think I want that with him. This is going to break up our friendship. What was I thinking? Seriously. I now know why people say you should never date your friends. Blaise is going to be devastated if I tell him."

"Harry, I have a feeling Blaise is going to be ok with it." Draco said with a knowing smirk hidden under his sympathetic smile.

"What do you mean? I'm going to be dumping him, what, a few hours after we get together? He'll be crushed." Harry said, jumping out of his seat and beginning to pace up and down in front of the fire.

Draco got up and began his attempt to calm Harry down. He already knew that once Harry began to pace, a barricade wouldn't even be able to stop the boy. Draco spent around 5 minutes chasing Harry back and forth trying to find something that he could say or do that would stop Harry, the human steamroller. As it got too much, Draco's composure began to fall until finally he managed to find the words he needed.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER, FOR FUCK'S SAKE COULD YOU STOP TRYING TO BURN A HOLE IN THE BLASTED CARPET!"

At that exclamation, Harry came to a complete standstill.

"Draco? Um… This is a first. I don't think you've ever shouted like that. You've been angry, but never shouted. This all seems to be happening since I came into your life. It's like I'm bad for you. Maybe I should just…" Harry began hyperventilating and he only managed to calm down when Draco took Harry's face in his hands and forced their eyes to connect.

"Harry, stop. Please don't say anything like that." Draco pleaded with his eyes full of worry and care.

"But…"

"No buts, Harry. Look, come and sit down. I have something to tell you. I'm not sure how you'll take it, so I guess it will be best if you're off your feet."

They both walked back to the sofa and sat at either end. Harry had his knees up against his chest and Draco crossed one leg and left the other on the floor. They sat like that, looking at each other for a few seconds before Draco sighed, realising he'd have to tell Harry now that he'd mentioned knowing something.

"Please don't interrupt me while I tell you this, no matter what I say. I want you to hear it all before you say anything." Harry nodded in agreement, and for Draco to continue. "Well, Blaise planned it all. Seducing you, me catching you both, this entire thing. I guess he was trying to prove a point-"

"What!? Why would he do that?" Harry jumped in, then clapping his hand over his mouth in apology for breaking his promise.

"Harry! Anyway, he was making a point to me. It's his twisted way of giving me a little push in the right direction. He wanted my reaction to be the way it was. He wanted me to get angry and, I guess, possessive of you." Draco stopped. He was weary of carrying on anymore. He knew Harry didn't like Blaise, but still didn't know if Harry would feel the same. Draco began a long debate with himself in his head. He wasn't sure of how long he had been arguing with himself but he was brought out of it by a little voice.

"Draco? Why would you be possessive of me?" Harry said, crawling across the sofa to be closer to Draco.

"Well, um, because I, um. Because I like you." Harry's heart fluttered as he heard the words he was longing to hear. He became speechless, as it was Draco's turn to babble. "I like you like he told you he did. Harry, I've had you on my mind ever since we first met in Madame Malkins'. I've never felt like this and the feeling has never left. When I saw you with him in the toilet, it hurt, Harry, it really did. My best friend took away the one person I truly wanted and I felt like everything had gone. I was empty without the thought of you and me together."

Draco suddenly fell silent. All that could be heard through the room was unsteady breathing coming from both boys. By this time Draco had tears streaming down his face, he felt so exposed that he didn't even bother to wipe them away. Harry then reached up and wiped away the newest tear that had fallen.

"Draco, I like you too. I thought Blaise meant it. It seemed so real, but with you here, right now, I feel like you're telling the truth."

Draco took Harry's hand into his own. "You do? You really do?" Harry nodded shyly, "Everything I have just told you is the truth and, honestly, Idon't know why I didn't tell you sooner. I guess I was just scared."

"I know how you feel, I've liked you since second year, I guess. When you called 'Moine a mudblood. Weird, I know, but seeing that much passion go into one word made me wonder what you'd be like in a relationship. By the way, I'm still not impressed that you actually did that."

"I will definitely apologise for that." Draco said, kissing Harry's palm, "and I think she got me back for that with that punch in third year. That did hurt, you know. Oh and the little makeover today could count as a sorry."

"Nuh-uh! You are saying the S-word to Hermione when you next see her and I want to hear it!"

Draco laughed, "You do realise that we've just admitted our feelings for each other and then gone off topic about your friend. Where does this leave us?"

"Well, if Blaise planned it, I guess we're not actually together." Harry said, lifting his hand to brush a lock of Draco's hair away from his eyes and cupped his cheek. "I want you, Draco. I want you to be mine and I want to be yours. I want there to be an 'us'."

And with that, Harry leaned in and kissed Draco. It began as a sweet kiss, filled with emotion but it soon progressed into one filled with lust and want. Draco's tongue pleaded for entrance, which was easily granted. The boys duelled for dominance, Draco finally winning, causing Harry to moan and submit. Draco's hands began to wander slowly up into Harry's shirt and Harry chose this moment to pull back with a smile.

"Um… I think we should get back to the common room. No doubt Blaise is waiting for us, feeling pleased with himself." Harry said, still obviously comfortable in Draco's embrace, their foreheads pressed together.

"Harry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"Don't you worry about it. It's for me to handle when the time comes." Harry said, standing up and offering his hand. "Coming, boyfriend?" he smiled?

"Boyfriend?" Draco looked up, his eyes gleaming with happiness.

"I said I wanted to be yours. I'm your boyfriend, Mr Malfoy, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Draco smiled and stood up, lacing his fingers with Harry's. Draco leant in for one last kiss before they left the room and embarked on the long journey into the dungeons which they managed to make without running into anyone.

When they entered the common room, hands joined and smiles on their faces, they were met with two squeals and arms full of Slytherin and Gryffindor.

"Soooooo… Don't you both have something you'd like to say to me?" Blaise said, swaying back and forth on the balls of his feet. "Let me give you a clue. It has 8 letters and no, it's not 'I Love You'."

"You know what, Blaise? I've got nine letters for you. YOU'RE DEAD!"

Blaise screamed and ran as Harry began his chase. They ran around the common room, around tables and over chairs as Draco and Hermione sat on the sofas.

"So, you were in on this too, I guess." Draco asked, making small talk that could drown out the sounds of screaming and crashing that had filled the room.

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