Disclaimer: ... I so wish I could own Harry Potter. I'd make it so much betterer. D:

Note: Seeing as NONE of my friends understood this untill I explained it, I will make a second chapter EXPLAINING it if people don't get it. :X

Now on with the story...

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Harry didn't know why he was doing it. All he knew, is that his feet wouldn't stop moving. He could hear his heart beating quicker than normal.

He'd been walking for the past ten minutes, under his farthers cloak. Going to see -him-. He almost hadn't made it out of the Griffindor common room, without his two 'friend's' following...

10 minutes before

"Harry, where are you going?"

'Oh, god. Can I not go anywhere Hermione needing to know?!' he thought to himself. "Just going for a walk, Herm."

"Oh, me and Ron could come with you if you want?" came the irritating reply from one of his former best friends.

"Yeah, mate. You don't want to go alone, do you?" Ah, and there was the youngest Weasley male. Why couldn't he have taken after his older brother's? Even Percy was better company, and less irritating.

"No, I'm okay, guys. I'm just going up to the Astronomy tower. To think, y'know. It's kinda loud in here." 'And you two making eyes at one another is pissing me off.' He'd added silently to himself.

"Aw, come on mate," Harry wondered if he boy knew his real name. Always calling him 'mate'. "it must be boring up there on your own. You've been there a lot lately."

Harry couldn't be bothered arguing with them, seeing as they were too dense to get it. "Look, I just want to be alone. I'll be back later. Don't follow me." He started off towards the door.

"Harry, wait..."

He got through the portrait hole and closed it before Hermione could finish what she was saying.

End flashback.

Harry didn't know when he had started to despise the pair. Maybe it had been when they had seen the scars and bruises after he'd been beaten by his uncle... again. Maybe it was after they had claimed to have 'helped' him beat Voldemort. Maybe it had been after he'd seen how they treated -him-.

Suddenly, he'd arived at his destination, further from the astronomy tower than any other point in the school; The slytherin common room door. He whisperd the the password that his boyfriend of the past 5 month's had given him just the night before.

As he entered the 'enemy' common room, he saw that it was empty, apart from one person;

"Ah, Potter. You can take the cloak off. I know it's you."

"Malfoy." Came Harry's reply, as he took the cloak off and folded it over the back of Draco's chair, which he had walked over to.

"So, I'm guessing you've come to spend some time with your darling boyfriend," Draco sneered at Harry, not raising his eye's from the book he was currently reading. "Not quite sure what he see's in you, myself."

"And you, Malfoy, are a total prick. I'm not sure what -your- boyfriend see's in you." Harry sat on the arm of Draco's chair. He knew it wouldn't be long...

There came a snort of laughter from beside him. Then suddenly Draco pulled Harry down so that he was sitting on his lap. Harry lay his rested his forehead on Draco's chest and could feel the taller boy's chest vibrating with laughter before laughing along with him.

After they'd both calmed down, Harry pulled his head back and stared into Draco's eye's, before leaning down and kissing him softly on the lips. After he'd pulled away, he smirked down at his lover.

"Really, Draco. We know that my boyfriend see's -himself- in me."

Draco suddenly stood up and scooped Harry up, bridal style, causing him to yelp.

"Is that so, Potter. I don't see your boyfriend in you..." He started walking towards Draco's private 'Head Boy' room. "yet."

Then they closed the door, and that was that.