I OWN NOTHING EXCEPT FOR THE PLOT AND MY SOCKS!

REMEMBER THE ANYTHING IN BRACKETS IS AN RANDOM AUTHOR THING!

I PERSONALLY THINK THE REVIEWS HAVE BEEN POSITIVE AND CONSTRUCTIVE THX. I LOVE CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM!

SO LET'S BEGIN...

Draco began the morning as normal, brushing and gelling his blonde hair, he thought about what happened the night before. He remembered how he acted, he sounded so desperate and it was weird. But that was love. Draco loved Harry, always.

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Harry woke up and sat up in bed, remembering what had happened the night before, he realised how committed Draco was. Draco Malfoy was 110% Harry's. Harry basically owned Malfoy. He didn't exactly enjoy how committed he was, his boyfriend was obsessed, insane, mental and Harry knew it. It was very peculiar.

Harry got dressed and brushed his teeth, then he waited for 'Mione and Ron to come to the Gryffindor common room. When Hermione entered she said that she had sex last night with Pansy.

"Where?"

"Why do you care Harry, anyway we had sex in the girls dorm. Why are you asking?"

"Wait Harry did you- with Malfoy- no- did you?" Ron asked

"Almost, he went insane, he is obsessed with me! Hermione, help! I don't know what to do!"

"Well Harry, he has had a crush on you since first year, waiting for you to love him back, you never showed your love even if you did like him back, so when you was close to having- you know, he must have been so happy as he had been waiting for so long... Wait you didn't have sex?!" Hermione said, most of it in a reassuring voice.

"No 'Mione,"

"HE WILL GO INSANE! THINKING YOU DON'T LOVE HIM! HARRY YOU REALLY ARE STUPID! YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO HIM!" Hermione yelled, she obviously cared for Draco. Harry just stared into the distance, thinking about his mistake. The boy Harry loved thought that Harry hated him and just wanted high marks in potions.

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Draco was laying on Pansy's lap crying. Pansy softly stroked his bleach blonde hair telling him everything was going to be fine.

"But Pansy you don't understand, it's not going to be alright, I might as well give up now, Harry doesn't love me!" He said quietly, he looked up at Pansy, revealing his tear-stained face. The poor boy was rejected by the love of his live. What would Draco do after being rejected? Somehow, though sobs Draco managed to say, "he probably loves the Weasley girl, or that Cedric boy, but not me, I'm a death eater. I worked for the man who tried to kill him. Why would Harry love me? He just doesn't and that's a fact,"

Harry entered the Slytherin dormitory, where Draco was. He felt terrible, when he saw the state Draco was in, he was a real mess. He was wearing his boxers and a t-shirt, laying on Pansy's lap, he looked devastated. He was more pale then normal, his face stained with tears.

As soon as Pansy saw Harry, she put the middle finger up at Harry, without Draco noticing. Harry was offended but understood why Pansy did it. Harry had hurt Draco, Harry had hurt his Draco, who he, loved dearly, sort of. (Am I scaring you?)

Harry asked if Pansy could go. She gladly left the room and went to fine Hermione or Blaise.

Draco looked up at the raven haired boy. Harry was beautiful. His green eyes, messy raven hair, pale porcelain skin, Harry was the most beautiful boy ever seen. Draco gave Harry a weak smile. Harry just looked away, thinking about his decisions.

Harry should have told Draco the truth about him and Blaise, right there and then, but he was to scared. The truth was Harry and Blaise had been having an secret, steamy affair behind Draco and Nevilles back. They promised to never tell anyone. No one knew except Harry and Blaise (and the author).

Draco said sorry to Harry. And left the Slytherin common room.

"Harry you here? Did you get my message?" Said a deep, sexy, mysterious voice that Harry recognized oh too well...