A/N: So I think I might post the next chapter a bit later, but here is chapter two to tide you over. I rather enjoy chapter 3 ;)

Chapter 2: Room of Requirement

Draco couldn't believe his eyes and wondered if someone was playing a horrible trick on him. Harry had just smiled, waved, and winked at him in a mater of a minute. What had Pansy said? Did she tell Potter that I have a huge crush on him? Draco thought nervously. Draco shifted in his seat waiting for Pansy to come back over to tell him what exactly had happened. She was still looking slightly confused at the Gryffindor table.

Draco was about to go over and drag her out into the hallway when he felt something brush against his hand. He looked down and saw a small piece of parchment next to his hand. He looked quickly around to see if he could figure out who had put it there, but saw no one. He picked it up and read the short message. Something needs your attention and it is required that you be there. Draco reread the note in confusion. What in the world does this mean? He thought. He paid close attention to the bolded word and figured that it meant the Room of Requirement. He was a bit nervous about going in there again, but for some reason he didn't think this note was a bad thing. He stood up quickly and walked out of the Great Hall. He passed Pansy along the way who looked up at him with a questioning look. He just grinned slightly before he passed her. He had butterflies in his stomach, and they weren't bad ones.

He ran quickly up the steps and to the seventh floor. He felt a little sick to his stomach as he remembered the last time he had been in this room, but he hoped that this time it would be better. The door was already there when he arrived and he opened it cautiously. The room was dark when he stepped inside and he felt himself fingering his wand just in case this wasn't a nice note that he got.

A light turned on across from him and his breath caught as his eyes fell on who was there. It was Harry. He had his sleeves rolled up to his elbows showing off his strong forearms, his vest fit nicely and showed off his broad chest, the collar of his shirt was popped up, and his jeans fit him snugly which left little to the imagination as to what was beneath them. Draco had to bite down on the inside of his lip to stop the groan that he wanted to slip out. His eyes traveled up to his face and Draco felt his knees shake a little at the grin that was plastered and Harry's face. His hair was messy as usual, but Draco found it to be so alluring.

"Are you going to stand there all day?" Harry questioned his voice deeper than Draco remembered.

Draco shook his head as he stepped further into the room, shutting the door behind him. Harry motioned for him to come closer and when he did, he was just outside the edge of the circle of light. Harry was looking at him with his grin still in place. Draco gulped, feeling his pants tighten around his arousal at how confident Harry was acting.

"You know, when Parkinson came over to me, I never expected she would tell me something like she did," Harry commented. He crossed his arms which allowed Draco to watch the muscles in his forearms flex. He hadn't been this close to Harry since the last time they were in this room.

"What did she tell you?" Draco asked in a quiet voice. He was afraid that if he spoke louder his voice might crack.

Harry's smile grew bigger. "She told me that you have a crush on me," he replied.

Draco bit his lip as he worried that Harry called him up here to make fun of him. "She did? And you're here to laugh at me for feeling something like that?" he asked, his tone defensive.

Harry's expression didn't change. He shook his head and held his hand out expectantly. "If there is any laughing, it is not at your expense," he replied.

Draco stared at him in shock. He glanced down at Harry's waiting hand and put caution to the wind as he reached out and placed his hand on top of Harry's. He looked up at him nervously and Harry only continued to smile at him. It was beginning to be not only enduring, but also unnerving. Harry threaded their fingers together and pulled Draco into the circle. The symbolism of it was not something that either one missed.

Harry looked up into Draco's guarded gray eyes. His eyes were shining brightly and Draco found himself completely captivated by them. What Harry did next completely threw Draco off; he pulled him closer to him until his body was mere inches from his own. With his free hand he reached up and cupped Draco's cheek and rubbed his thumb gently down and over his lips. His eyes had moved away from Draco's when he did this and were now staring at his lips. Draco gulped and Harry looked up into his eyes again which were no longer guarded, but filled with anticipation. He smiled carefully at him before he leaned in and pressed his lips against Draco's. He fluttered his eyes closed as he took in the taste of Draco's lips.

Draco on the other hand widened his eyes in shock and froze where he was. He could feel Harry's lips against his own, but couldn't react. He was completely caught off guard. When his mind finally caught up with him and unfroze him, Harry had already stepped back and was looking at him unsurely. He gave Draco a smile before he stepped around him and left the Room of Requirement leaving Draco to ask, "What the hell just happened and what the hell is wrong with me?"