Sorry this one has no music in. Also disclaimer towards all names of drinks that are used in this story I do not own them.

The story gets a bit angsty for a bit but it should hopefully become more funny, I hope.


Ron woke up the next morning he took a few minutes to remember his and Harry's argument from yesterday, he had listened to what Hermione had said and had decided that she, as always, was right, he was being a complete ass. He sat up and stretched his arms yawning, 'What time is it?' He wondered hearing a quite rustling noise on the other side of his hangings. Ron pulled his hangings open slightly to see the clock on his bed side table it was 7:48 in the morning, 'It's a Saturday who is up at this time!' Ron complained.

"Where is it, they should be back by now!"

"Harry that you" Ron asked sleepily opening his hangings and getting out of bed.

"Oh hey Ron." Harry said stopping dead in the middle of the dorm room looking guilty. "What are you doing?"

"Being woken up by you. What are you doing up so early."

"Erm..." Said Harry trying to think of a reason any reason.

"Sorry, you properly don't want to talk to me after what I said yesterday." Ron said looking down at his feet, Harry just continued to stand there trying to work out what he should do now. "I'm sorry Harry, it's just it's not as easy for me to forget how he used to treat you and to know it's all because of your dad doesn't make it any better. And before you say anything" Ron continued "Malfoy I don't like him, I know that he did it for his family, and I know he didn't want to do it so I guess I'm sorry about that too." He fell silent and looked at Harry. "You forgive me."

Harry stared at Ron for a few moments. "Yeah I forgive you, I felt the same way for a while but you have to put old differences behind you some time don't you."

"Thanks I really appreciate that you forgave me after being such an ass." Ron said relaxing and sitting back down on his bed.

"Yeah right." Harry said looking around the room and going through the pile of clothes that was place on top of his trunk. "Where are they!" He muttered under his breath worried, taking another look at the time.

"What are you looking for?" Ron asked watching as Harry turned around running his hands through his hair.

"Just something I erm lost." Harry walked over to Neville's bed and had a quick flick through his small pile of clothes that was also on his trunk.

Ron just shrugged, he was used to seeing people doing this, it was usual for some of the clothes to be placed in the wrong piles it was a rather big task washing all the clothes of everyone in the school, but they always turned up in the right dorm. He turned to his own pile and started to put the clothes where they belonged some in his trunk others in the closet without really noticing what he was putting away until he came across something that really wasn't his. "Look at this Harry a Slytherin school tie in the Gryffindor common room, the house elves must be really confused." Ron laughed. Harry turned around and gulped, this was just his luck. "And this uniform isn't mine too small."

"It must be mine." Harry said quickly taking the uniform out of Ron's hands along with the tie.

"Harry, that tie isn't yours, we should give it to Slughorn or something." Ron said confused.

"Well I'm going now anyway so I'll do it now then." Harry walked out of the dorm with the school uniform in his hands. 'What was that about' Ron thought confused at Harry's behaviour, 'Why was he up so early its only 7:57 and he's already dressed, he's not usually this ready even on a school day.' Ron shook his head and went back to bed.


Draco was sitting in the Hospital wing in the bed that he was put in, Madame Pomfrey had come in to check on him that morning when he woke up, she gave him another blood replenishing potion as his levels were still low and explained to him everything that had happened last night about him fainting, Harry brining him up there, and when he had asked about his clothes she had told him that Harry had taken them to have them cleaned. Just great. This was what he needed Harry Potter helping him out, and now today he had to face him and no doubt the questions that he was going to be bombarded with.

Harry walked through the door into the hospital wing. "Malfoy you're awake." Harry said walking forward. Suddenly he was hit with an image from last night, the scars across Draco chest, Draco murmuring Harry under his breath. He shook himself out of it and gave Draco his clothes. "Here I brought you these they are clean."

Draco nodded taking the clothes. "You're here early." He said looking at the time that was displayed on the clock on the opposite wall.

"You said that you get up at 7:30 every morning, I thought that you would like some clothes to change into when you wake up." Harry said shrugging.

Draco raised an eyebrow. "You remembered that?"

"Well it's kinda hard to forget one of the strangest moments of your life when you're waking up in you rivals bed to 'good morning beautiful'." Harry joked.

"I guess so." Draco paused. "Do you mind if I change?" Draco asked.

"No why would I?" Harry asked, Draco shrugged and started unbuttoning his shirt. "Potter what are you doing?" Draco asked as Harry reached out with his hand and touched the top of the long scar that ran down Draco's torso.

"I didn't notice, that night that I stayed round." Harry said looking at the scar.

"Well you wouldn't you only see them if you know they are there or if you are close enough." Draco said watching as Harry lent over his chest running his hand along the scar. "Potter could you please get off of me I'm feeling awkward with you staring at me like I'm a piece of meat."

Harry looked at Draco barely inches away. "Sorry." He moved back and instead stood by the side of the bed trying not to look at the new scar that was still deep on his left arm. "Why did you do it Malfoy?" Harry asked nodding towards his left arm.

Draco looked at his left arm too before pulling his sleeve down to cover the scar. "I didn't want to be a death eater scum anymore."

Harry gulped. "About that, Ron apologised to me this morning for what he said, he said he was out of order, I think he would say it to you himself if he thought he could."

"Right, still doesn't make me anything else, he just has the guts to say what I am out loud." Draco said as he sat on the side of the bed pulling on his trousers over his boxers.

"Malfoy you are not death eater scum, you didn't what to do what you did." Harry said.

"But I did them didn't I." Draco said, he stood up and walked out of the hospital wing without another look backwards leaving Harry standing there on his own alone.


It was Halloween, signalling half was through their first term of their last year at Hogwarts. The singing still had not stopped accounts of people bursting into song each day were told, Hermione had almost given up looking for what spell was being used to make the singing happen, she still spent some time in the library searching through book after book.

"I give up!" She said slamming the book shut. Harry looked at Hermione over the table from where he was finishing his potions essay. "I don't think it is in here." She complained looking round the shelves of books most of which she had read at some point during their time at Hogwarts.

"Maybe Dumbledore invented it or something, so it wouldn't be in a book." Harry suggested.

"I thought that too, so I looked though all the recorded documents of recent spells created and I haven't found any ones like the one we are looking for the he created. All spells invented have to be recorded and there's nothing." She sat back in her chair looking defeated. Harry smiled at her.

"There's nothing that you can do so what, the singing is not life threatening and it's going to end in a yeah isn't it. It's a bit strange to hear how people's innermost feelings but I think Dumbledore is right it is helping, I feel like old differences are being put behind me." Harry said lowering his voice towards the end.

"With who?" Hermione asked confused.

Harry was about to tell her about Draco and how he and Harry had been getting on reasonably well, he wanted to tell someone and she was the one that he knew would understand the most, he was just about to answer her when Ginny burst into the room coming quickly over to them smiling wide and delighted.

"Hey." She said taking the seat next to Harry.

"Ginny what is it?" Hermione asked looking at Ginny's smiling face.

"This." Ginny placed the thick volume down on the table in front of Hermione. "I think I have found the answer you are looking for, I took it out two weeks ago to help with a Care of Magical creatures project." Ginny said as Hermione picked up the book and starred flipping through the pages as she talked. "I didn't realised that it was in there till a few minutes ago when I was looking though the pages, but it seems to match the one that has been place upon the castle."

Hermione scanned the page reading the information of the spell quickly. "This is it." Her face broke into a smile, she knew that there was no way the Library would never let her down. "But why is in here?" She asked herself looking at the cover of the book, it was a care of magical creatures book, not a charms, jinxes or defence one.

"The spell needs doxy eggs to create it properly see." Ginny said pointing to the directions for the spell. "It's one of the many uses for doxy eggs."

Hermione smiled. "Very clever."

"So what does it do" Harry asked trying to read the page of the book upside down.

"It shows people their true feelings, even ones they didn't know they had." Hermione looked thoughtful. "Who were you talking about when you said that you were putting old differences behind you?" Harry looked between her and Ginny, Ginny looked at Harry confused.

"No one, it's nothing." Harry said clearing his throat awkwardly. "I've got to go." Harry said picking up his stuff off the table and packing it away in his bag.

"Where are you going?" Hermione asked.

"Quidditch." Harry said leaving quickly.

Ginny looked at Hermione. "We don't have Quidditch today."

"Do you think he was acting a bit strange?" Hermione said looking at the spot where Harry just left.

"Just a bit?" Hermione laughed.

"I'm sure we will hear about it soon, he's just been a bit off this past few weeks a bit distant, I'm worried about him." Hermione said closing the books in front of her. "He was saying before you came in that he was putting old differences behind him, but with who?"

"Let's see you have the whole of Slytherin, the death eaters that are still alive just a few." Hermione rolled her eyes. "Look I'm sure it's nothing, he probably had a new girlfriend or something and feels weird around me because of it, you know what he's like worrying about how people will take everything that he does." Ginny laughed.

"And if he had, how do you feel about it?" Ginny had not talked about her break up with Harry, they had just gone back to being good friends some people still thought that they were dating.

"Hermione, Harry is like my brother, I had feelings for him once but after not seeing him for months and then spending the summer with him we both realised we mistook attraction for something else, and once the attraction subsided we found there was just friendship." She shrugged. "And anyway there is someone else that I'm interested in at the moment anyway."

"Oh, who." Hermione asked intrigued.

"Never you mind." Ginny said winking. "I don't want you running off and telling my older brother."

"Oh come one Ginny, I won't tell!" Hermione said pouting.

"You will know soon enough." Ginny stood up. "You coming to the Halloween Party tonight?"

"Yeah, where is it Ravenclaw house?"

"Yeah, see you there at 8:00." Ginny left the library, Hermione put away the rest of the books and started on her homework that was not due in till next week.


Harry wandered down to the Quidditch pitch, he didn't know why but he didn't want to mention Draco in front of Ginny, and in all honesty he had no idea what was going on with Draco and him, harry had hardly seen him since he had left the hospital wing it had been nearly a week and the only times that Harry had seen him was during lesions he didn't seem to be coming down for meals. Harry was worried about him, after seeing what Draco had done to himself he was worried about what he might do next, he didn't want Draco to do anything stupid.

Harry reached the Quidditch pitch pulled off his school robes and took his broom out of his locker; it was cold outside but warm enough still to fly in a jumper without a coat. He walked out on to the Quidditch pitch and kicked up off the ground, he was flying, his thoughts forgotten, he pulled out the pouch that still hung round his neck and took out the snitch that he carried around in there always, he released the snitch, it hung in the air for a few seconds before flying away. This was one of Harry's favourite pass times chasing the snitch, he could do this all day if he had to.


Draco was sitting by Dumbledore's tomb for what felt like the millionth time, the white stone was bright in the late afternoon October sun. He ran his hands through his hair making his blonde hair stand on end. He groaned. "I can't do this." He said looking down at the ground. "I can't come back and just pretend that nothing happened. I can't forget it, everything that I saw, everything that I did, what I did to you." Draco looked up at the tomb. "What can I do, I can't live like this." The tomb was quite, what did Draco expect? Why was he even here? Why was he even at Hogwarts? He didn't know, no one would talk to him and even if they did it was to insult him, well everyone one except one person, Harry. He was the only one that talked to him without looking down on him. Draco looked back towards the castle thinking maybe he shouldn't have been so distant to him he was only trying to be nice. But why? Draco didn't know, he was surprised that Harry hadn't jinxed him as soon as he saw him on platform 9 3/4.

Draco scanned the grounds, in the distance he saw a little black dot flying around the Quidditch pitch. Draco looked harder he could not see another player on the pitch, so who was that flying on their own. He got up and walked started to walk over to the pitch, he was curious and had nothing else to do. He stood at the entrance of the Quidditch pitch not wanting to be seen, he watched as the person flew turning this way and that chancing after something that he guess was the snitch though he could not see it. There was only one person that Draco knew could fly like that so effortlessly as if they belonged there. "Potter." Draco muttered.

He never had time before to really watch Harry fly, he had only ever seen him flying with a team surrounding him, or he had been too focused on finding the snitch to realise how Harry flew. Now Draco knew why Harry always beat him, he was a natural, and he could see by the way that Harry was flying he was truly enjoying himself like he would not rather be anywhere else but there. Draco stayed there for he didn't know how long, just watching Harry catch and then release the snitch giving it a 20 second head start each time and then catching the snitch in the matter of a few minutes. It was night fall before Harry didn't release the snitch again, he flew down and landed expertly on the ground, he took out the pouch that hung round his neck and placed the small ball in the pouch.

"Potter what are you doing stealing Quidditch balls?" Draco asked before he could help himself, his plan was to remain out of sight and leave before Harry did but no he just had to open his mouth.

Harry looked up sharply hand twitching towards his wand, before he saw who he was, he relaxed and placed the pouch back under his shirt before walking over to Draco his broom over his shoulder "It's mine actually."

"You have your own snitch?" Draco asked impressed. "Do you know how much those things cost?"

"I inherited it from Dumbledore, he gave it to me when he died. It was the first one that I caught."

"You mean the one that you swallowed." Draco said smirking making Harry's cheeks turn pink. "No wonder he didn't want them to use it again."

"I didn't swallow it, I just miscalculated the catch." Harry said grumpily

"Whatever." Draco said smirking.

"What are you doing here anyway?" Harry asked. "You don't have practice today do you?"

"No I don't." Draco said lazily deciding that he should be getting out of there soon, he couldn't exactly tell Harry he came to watch him play Quidditch could he?

"So what brings you here?" Harry pressed.

"I was out walking when I saw you over here and I decided to come and see what you were doing." Draco answered honestly.

"So how long have you been here?"

Draco felt his face becoming hot. "Five, ten minutes no more than fifteen."

"Okay." Harry said shrugging not really believing Draco as he turned slightly pink. "You going to the party tonight?" He asked casually.

"No." Draco said simply.

"Why not?" Harry asked, knowing the answer to his own question.

"I'm not welcome around this school much, as I'm sure you have noticed."Draco said bitterly.

"Well if you come I'll talk to you." Harry said trying to be helpful. Draco laughed.

"And what would Weasel and Weaselett think of that then?" Draco laughed again before becoming serious again. "Potter don't treat me like a charity case." He turned on his heel and walked away from Harry who was left feeling slightly put out by Draco's remark, he was just trying to be nice.


By the time Harry and his friends arrived at the Ravenclaw house common room the party was already started, the older students had managed to get their hands on some muggle alcohol and were already steadily drinking. Harry looked around the room before seeing Ginny coming over dragging a tall brown haired boy behind her.

"Hey everyone this is Clive." Ginny said introducing him to them, Harry nodded to Alvan in greeting noticing that Ginny was holding his hand. "Clive is in Ravenclaw."

"Aren't you the one that beat Hermione on a history of magic test one time?" Ron asked.

"Just once." Clive said laughing.

"Right." Ron said nodding. "And you know him how Ginny." Harry looked at Ron he saw him run his eyes over their clasped hands and then over Clive, Harry thought that Ron was looking for the best way to beat this boy up, that worried him slightly, but it wasn't like Ron didn't do this every time Ginny introduced a new boyfriend Ron.

"We met at the Slytherin party actually." Ginny said, smiling at Clive, Harry nodded again, he didn't feel anything for Ginny but he was still a bit awkward seeing her holding hands with someone that he had no idea about he still felt protective over her.

"I'm going to get a drink, you want one?" Clive asked Ginny who was glaring at her brother, it seemed she too knew what was going on in his mind.

"Yeah please."

"I'll come and help you." Harry said looking between Ron and Ginny not wanting to be around for the argument that was sure to follow.

Clive shrugged. "If you want."

They walked over to the table that had drinks lined up on, Harry grabbed a beer that was on the side, he looked over at Clive who was looking at the drinks slightly confused.

"Anything wrong?" Harry asked coming up to him.

"No, Ginny just didn't say what she wanted..." He thought for a moment before reaching a hand out towards a raspberry WKD.

"Not that one, Ginny doesn't like those." Harry said.

"Oh she doesn't. Which one then?" He asked.

"How about this." Harry said picking up a bottle of Malibu and a bottle of Coke that was on the table too, he poured a small amount of the coconut drink in a glass then added the Coke, he handed this to Clive. "She like's coconut."

"Thanks." He said taking a beer. "It must be a bit weird for you."

"Why?" Harry asked trying to see if Ginny and Ron had had their argument yet.

"You and Ginny just split up and now we're going out." Clive said running his hand though his hair.

"Not at all, and just so we are clear, Ginny and I spilt up in the summer, we are just friends."

"Okay, thanks." Clive said looking a bit relived. "I was just a bit worried about you having some objections to me going out with Ginny if I'm honest."

Harry laughed. "Trust me I am the least of your worried, Ginny has six older brothers." Harry laughed then fell silent. "Sorry I mean five now..." He trailed off draining his beer, Clive was suddenly very silent too looking into the bottom of his glass.

"Do you think its okay to go back over there now?" He asked nodding towards where Ginny, Ron and Hermione were standing not looking as if they were arguing anymore.

"yeah let me just get another drink." Harry went and picked up a glass of firewhisky draining half of it, refilling the glass then coming back over. "Let's go."

"Clive." Ron said, holding out his hand. Clive took a sidelong look towards Ginny as she took her glass out of his hand nodding quickly once and smiling encouragingly at him as he shook Ron's hand.

"Let's go dance." Ginny said taking Clive's hand and pulling him over to the other side of the room.

"He seems nice." Hermione said looking at Ron.

"Yeah he does." Harry agreed.

"I guess." Ron said grumpily. "What about you and Ginny?" he asked turning to Harry.

"What do you mean me and Ginny?" He asked confused.

"I thought you were going get back together." Harry chocked on his drink.

Spluttering he said. "What in the world would give you that idea?"

"I don't know. I just hoped you know, I'd prefer it was you." Ron said shuffling his feet. Harry looked at Ron dumfounded. What did Ron think? That him and Ginny had kept a totally PG13 relationship for the near year that they had been dating?

"I'm sure Clive and her will be fine, and Ginny and me are just friends, we are like brother and sister, I thought you knew that?" Harry asked. Ron shrugged and was the promptly dragged off by Hermione to go and get a drink.

"Harry." Luna Lovegood said coming up to Harry alone with Neville.

"Hey, Luna, how are you?" Harry stood there with Luna and Neville talking trying to avoid the stares that Parvati was still giving him, when was that girl going to give up.

Two hours later many people were already very drunk, there had been some rounds of drinking games, Harry had sat out along with Hermione, a few more younger Gryffindor's, a group of Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. The main number of people playing were Slytherin's and Gryffindor's, they had seemed to be the ones that started the game after Seamus had challenged Blaise Zambi to a bet that the Irish could naturally drink more than anyone else, but the end of it the game had become a drinking war between the two houses. Gryffindor was wining.

"I hope they don't drink much more, I don't want to have to explain their condition to Madame Pomfrey." Hermione said, watching as Seamus downed another short of some drink.

"I'm sure it will be fine." Harry said as he sipped his drink, he was feeling rather drunk too, he had started off as part of the drinking game but soon decided to sit out after he saw Parvati was sitting too close for comfort to his glass. Blaise was cheering on the Slytherin who was facing Seamus in the drinking game, as he himself would not take part in such irresponsible behaviour, the Slytherin boy swayed on the spot where he was sitting for a few moments before slumping face first on the table passing out. The crowd erupted into cheers, Blaise handed over the money that Seamus was due slapped the passed out boy on the back, told his fellow Slytherin's to make sure he got back to the dorm okay and walked out of the Ravenclaw common room.

Shortly after the drinking game ended Seamus had had another two drinks and also passed out next to his Slytherin opponent. Harry need to go to the loo, he got up told Hermione where he was going and left the common room. He was just coming out of the school bathroom that was just down the hall from the Ravenclaw entrance when he heard an angry voice from a hidden alcove.

"And that's for being such a fucking worthless bastard." Harry looked round the corner. It was Blaise Zambi, he was standing over a blonde haired figure on the floor who was curled up in pain and Blaise dug his foot into the boys stomach.

"Hey!" Harry shouted running forward. "What do you think you are doing?" He reached for his wand and pointed it at Blaise's face that was stunned with shock.

"What are you sticking up for him now?" Blaise asked sneering.

"Clear off Zambi or do I have to jinx you, I'm sure you know that I've got a few good ones up my sleeve." Harry threatened, Blaise took a step backward from Harry but his face remained hard.

"He's a death eater." Blaise said glaring down at Draco.

"Down on paper yes, but in reality he isn't, he never harmed a muggle, nor did he kill anyone, now clear off before I have to do something that I regret." Harry said glaring back at Blaise.

"Fine, have it your way." Blaise turned and walked down the corridor back to the Ravenclaw common room.

"You okay?" Harry asked bending down to see Draco's face.

"Leave it Potter." Draco said pushing himself up off the floor wincing and falling backwards, Harry caught him before he hit the ground. Draco's forehead was bleeding, and his lip was cut, he clutched his stomach as he tried and failed to push off from Harry.

"Come on lets go." Harry said lifting Draco up who was nearly unconscious, he carried him to the Slytherin dungeons, Draco said the password and Harry carried him upstairs to his room not meeting anyone on his way. Harry placed Draco on his bed and started with the cuts that were on Draco's face healing them, the lip was still a bit grazed and slightly bruised but it would do. Harry unbuttoned Draco's shirt and started to heal each of the many bruises that were on Draco's abdomen one by one, he then scanned Draco once more to check that he was more or less healed, he was.

"Malfoy you okay now?" Harry said leaning over him to check that he was okay. Draco groaned and sat up, he walked over to a cabinet on the other side of the room, he opened it and took out a small bottle drinking it down quickly.

"Much better now." He replaced the bottle and walked back over to Harry. "New leave Potter."

"Malfoy what happened why did you start fighting?" Harry asked standing up.

"I did not start fighting Potter he started on me. That's why I was given my own room this year so I would not be attacked in the middle of the night." Draco said angrily.

"I see, I thought they just gave you one." Harry said feeling slightly dim.

"Oh what because I'm a Malfoy?" Draco sneered. "All throughout my life I have only ever been thought of as a Malfoy, everything in my life was defined by my last name no one cared that I was Draco not Lucis." Draco grimaced. "Even now everyone just thinks I'm as bad as my father, they don't care that I didn't do those things, they still punish me for them!"

"So don't be a bastard to the only person who is being nice to you then!" Harry shouted back.

"Fuck off." Draco shouted.

"No, I can't watch you punish yourself, you nearly killed yourself!" Harry shouted grabbing Draco's wrist and holding up his scared forearm so that Draco would see it. "Let me help you."

"Stop treating me like a charity case!" Draco shouted yanking his wrist out of Harry's hand and pushing him back. "Stop being the little golden boy! Stop trying to help people this has nothing to do with you! I made a mistake and now I'm getting what I deserve for it!"

"So you think you deserve to be beaten up for making a wrong choice, you did nothing wrong you didn't even hurt a muggle when you were threatened with certain death if you failed to do so, I know what they were going to do to you Malfoy!" Harry shouted stepping towards Draco.

"You don't care you nearly killed me yourself." Draco said pointing towards his chest where his scars stood out against his smooth pale skin. Harry winced as he looked at them.

"I didn't know what that spell would do." Harry said anger pumping though his veins.

"So what, that just shows that you didn't give a shit! You don't give a shit about me, you never have so why the fuck are you here?" Draco glared at Harry who just stood there. He didn't know what to say, did he care about Draco? Draco stepped towards Harry. "Now that the dark lord has gone your hero complex had no one else to save, so you go and try and help the nearest helpless person you can find don't you Potter. You want to help me for your own selfish reasons, not because you want to. What does it make you feel special, does it make you feel proud, you hate me, you would rather I rot in a cell in Askaban just like my father because you like everyone else believe that I'm no better than my scumbag of a father!"

Harry snapped, he slammed into Draco pinning him to the wall opposite. "Your father was a scumbag, and you are better he did it for fun, he got pleasure and enjoyment out of torturing muggles, and yeah eventually you might have joined in but you would be disgusted with yourself, that makes you better than your father. And yeah I may have a fucking hero complex but I do care, I have seen what those people have done and I do care because I don't want anyone else to suffer for it!" Harry whispered angrily inches from Draco.

"You have not seen shit Potter!" Draco said back.

"Don't I?" Harry said dangerously amused. "See this scar," Harry said pointing at his forehead "this scar was not just a magical mark left by a failed killing curse, this scar was a horcrux, in me was part of Voldemorts own soul." Draco's eyes widened. "Yeah bet you didn't know that! That fragment of soul gave me a gateway into Voldemorts mind, I saw him torturing helpless people, no I didn't" Harry said re-thinking "I was him torturing people, killing them, and laughing whilst he was doing it, I saw him when he was happiest, I saw him when he was at his worst, I have seem much more that you ever thought possible."

"Still does not give a reason why you are here." Draco said looking into Harry's eyes.

Harry's mind was blank he had no idea what to say he wanted to give Draco a reason anything but he couldn't. Harry could feel Draco's breath on his face, it was sweet and warm, Harry could feel Draco's heat radiating through his skin. He closed his eyes and without thinking about it, without realising what he was doing he lent forward. Draco's eyes grew wide as Harry's lips met his, he was too shocked to do anything.

Harry broke away, pulling his face back a few inches shocked at what he had just done, he met Draco's wide eyes that were staring at him transfixed. "I think I better go." Harry said. He released his grip on Draco and basically ran for the door luckily passing no one else on his way away from the Slytherin dorm. Draco stood there leaning against the wall shocked, he raised his fingers to his lips and touched them lightly. 'What the fuck'!


Sorry if Harry did mention that he was a Horcrux in the last battle, I think it was implied when he was fighting Voldemort but not actually said out loud to everyone else. Also do you think the rating needs to be changed because of the language?