A/N: Meep! I'm so sorry for the wait in updating! I went on my trip, had an awesome time at the concert, but before that even happened I lost my flash drive which had this current chapter on it! Oh no! So, I barely remembered the chapter, and whatever I did remember is written here, though its not as its best as it was before. Again, sorry for the wait, I'm back so enjoy.

Tergum Vicis

Chapter 19: The Make up Scene

Harry made his way back to the Slytherin Common Room with a lot on his mind. A lot concerning a certain blond haired Malfoy. He wasn't quite sure what was going to happen next, but he knew for a sure Draco wasn't at fault, and he wanted to mend things with the two of them. If it ruined their relationship, he hoped that they would at least remain friends.

Feeling the familiar warmth of the common room come over him the minute he stepped through the portrait hole, he let out a small smile, walking into the room. The fireplace dimly lit the already dark area, and Harry was able to make out a pale figure sitting on the couch, looking absolutely miserable. Harry shook his head, and determined to surprise the blond, walked quietly over behind the couch. He didn't seem to notice, as the blond was deep in thought about something. He wrapped his arms around Draco's shoulders, causing him to look up, startled.

"H-Harry?" he asked quietly, and Harry frowned upon seeing the dried tearstains on Draco's cheeks. He wondered what had happened to make him cry, Draco Malfoy never cried, though he could guess.

"Sh," Harry said softly, jumping over the couch, surprising him and sitting down next to him. "Ron told me what happened."

Even though Draco heard from Ron himself that he'd tell Harry, he was still surprised the redhead had actually done it. He smiled slightly.

"S-So….what does this mean?" he asked quietly. Harry shook his head, and this made Draco frown.

"I'm not sure," Harry said softly. Draco knew that Harry was still hurt by what happened. "It's still…it still hurts. I don't know."

Draco's gaze drifted back to the fire. "I know it does. And I also know that a simple 'I'm sorry' isn't going to cut it this time, is it?"

Harry shook his head. "But….I mean if you want to end our relationship—just be friends, we can-"

Harry shook his head again and wrapped his arms around Draco. "Draco, I love you. I know it still hurts, but wounds heal over time. I don't want us to drift apart like other couples when they break up. I love you too much to let you go like that."

Draco's blushing face was enough for Harry to know that he felt the same way, if not more so.

"But then, what do we do?" Draco asked, heart pounding. He didn't want their relationship to end either. Especially not with what Harry did next.

He felt a pair of lips pressed against his softly, and he automatically kissed back. Harry always tasted like a mixture of honey and strawberries, and he loved it. It made him wonder what he tasted like to Harry.

"It certainly won't be the same, given what's happened," Harry said, and Draco nodded in agreement. That much was painfully obvious to both of them. "But we can see what happens. I want to keep our relationship going…do you?"

"Of course, you didn't get that when I kissed you back?" Harry blushed.

"W-Well, I just wanted to hear it from you. Reassurance, you know."

Draco nodded, leaning over and brushing a few strands of hair that had fallen from Harrys eyes. He couldn't remember ever being like the Draco Harry had described in his previous time. Of course, that Draco had a father to boast about, a father to care for him. Was it possible to be jealous of yourself? If so, that's what Draco was feeling.

"So, boyfriend," At the word, Harry blushed. "What's next?"

Draco never liked the looked he saw on Harry's face next. It usually meant trouble of some kind, for him, Harry himself or someone around them he was never quite sure.

Harry grinned. "How about a little payback for that cow of yours?"

The next few days that followed, were peaceful ones. With Harry and Draco back together, everything was back to normal or so it seemed. Pansy was seething that she hadn't been able to successfully break up the two; Ron was smug that they had gotten back together with his help; Harry was positively glowing; Draco kept sending smug looks Pansy's way. But they both knew something was up with the cow, she was plotting again with the way she was acting.

The two were sitting in Potions together, working on a potion, with Professor Snape's ever watchful eyes glancing at them every now and then. Harry was glad he got along with his professor somewhat now, considering that he was also his Head of House and would probably be spending at least a bit of time with him throughout the years.

Harry glanced over at her, and received a glare in return. He merely smiled triumphantly at her before returning to his work, making her just all the more angry, as she knew he was taunting her about losing Draco.

'Just you wait, Potter,' Pansy thought to herself, watching the boy-who-lived with what was supposed to be hers. 'Just you wait. You won't be smiling for long.'

TBC

Sorry it's kinda short, as I said the other chapter was better and longer. Don't forget to review.