Lost

Chapter 7

Harry was lost in thought about what Hermione had said. Snape was worried about Harry? That seemed so impossible it was almost funny. Why would the teacher that despised him the most, be worried about his disappearance?

The man had been nothing but horrible to Harry the whole time he'd been at Hogwarts, it just didn't make sense to him why he would be worried about him. It made it seem very suspicious.

Harry got up from the sofa and walked upstairs to get ready for bed. He passed Dracos room, the door was open slightly so he looked in. Draco was curled up reading a book on his bed.

At that precise moment Harry realised he had feelings for the blonde. He knew he had had these feelings for a while, but he chose to ignore them most of the time. After becoming friends with him, the feelings just grew stronger and stronger.

Harry couldn't stop himself, he walked into Dracos room and sat on the side of his bed.

"Harry? Is everything alright?" Draco looked at the brunette questioningly. He seemed to be lost in thought but it looked like something was bugging him.

Draco sat up, put the book he was reading down and shook Harry's arm.

Harry looked at Draco and really wondered if what he was about to do was a good idea. "Fuck it" Harry whispered.

Harry launched himself at Draco and kissed him. At first Draco was frozen but melted into the kiss when he understood what was going on.

It felt like fireworks were going off in Harry's body. The kiss was heated and rough, Harry's whole body was pushed up against Draco, it just felt so right.

Draco pulled his hands up to Harry's face, caressed it and slowly dragged his hands down his neck. At that precise moment, everything was perfect and nothing else mattered.

Harry broke the kiss and bend down slightly and began to suck on Draco's neck lightly. After a couple of seconds Draco moaned, confirming to Harry that he had just found his sweet spot.

Harry went back up to Draco's mouth and kissed it again softly. Draco deepened the kiss this time roughly kissing the brunette back.

After a couple of minutes they parted, breathing heavily. Harry thought carefully about what he was about to say as he realised he had to say something.

"For the longest time I think I've realised I've had feelings for you, I'm not sure when it happened or how it happened but I just knew that when you walked into the hall hand in hand with Blaise, something hurt. The pang of jealously hit me hard and I didn't know what to do, so I chose to ignore them. It helped when you would make fun of me in the hallways or say snide comments, it made the feelings go away. But ever since we made up the feelings have grown stronger and stronger and I have no idea how to hide it. I can't hide it anymore Draco. I can't".

Harry felt sick. He was scared that Draco would either punch him, scream at him or run out of the house. He hated being rejected, ever since the Cho Chang incident, he never talked about his feelings after that, but this wasn't something he could ignore anymore.

"I swore I would never tell anyone this, but after I broke up with Blaise, I had to sit next to you in potions. I couldn't sit next to Blaise because of what he did. I would dread coming to potions because every time I looked into your stupid fucking emerald green eyes, I fell more and more in love with you. It made it harder to be nasty to you, but I had to otherwise you and everybody else would start to get suspicious. Everything about you just made it worse, but of course I couldn't make it obvious so the whole of fifth year was stolen glances at you in the hall and potions lessons. It was so fucking hard! You're irresistible".

Harry started to laugh at that last sentence. He was so relieved and shocked at the same time. He had no idea that the blonde had ever thought of him in that way like that.

"Damn we really did just reveal that we like each other". Draco looked at Harry. "Yeah I guess we did".

Draco leaned in this time and kissed Harry. He licked Harry's lip asking for an entrance. He explored the brunettes mouth, and not that he would admit but he tasted good.

Draco ran his hands down the brunettes tan body. He could see scars and bruising throughout his body but he wasn't gonna question it for now. He made a mental note to ask about it later.

He began planting kisses all the way down his body and back up again to his neck. He sucked on his neck trying to find his sweet spot and after a couple of second Harry moaned loudly.

After a very long and tense make out session the pair split, both with a lot of love bites, and fell tiredly onto the bed.

"I think I'm just going to sleep in here tonight". Harry was too tired to even walk to his room, his mind was racing over the events that had occurred during the day. Hermione and Ron finding them at Grimmauld Place and just then when Harry confessed his feelings to Draco and Draco feeling the same way about Harry. And not to forget the very heated make out session but they had just had. It felt like Harry was dreaming, had he genuinely kissed Draco? Well his throbbing lip and neck confirmed that one.

"Yeah alright you can sleep in here". Draco pulled the covers over him and Harry. Harry laid his head on Draco's chest and fell asleep almost immediately.

Draco could hear his soft breathing as he lay in bed. The events of day had left him breathless. Come to think of it he didn't even know that Harry was gay. He'd seen him with the weaselette loads of time before when he was in the three broomsticks with Pansy. Nothing pointed to the fact that he was gay, although he could be bisexual, that would make more sense and would explain the weaselette.

Although he had remembered that one time where he had looked at Harry during potions and he had gone bright red, at the time he didn't think much of it, but now he understood why.

He picked up the book he had been reading and placed it down on the table next to his bed, reached over and turned the lamp off. He laid in the dark wondering what his parents would say if they ever found out, the boy who was supposed to be an enemy to them and the Dark Lord, liked his son and kissed him and his son liked him back. Not that he cared, he was past caring with his parents. His father especially, as he had never really cared for Draco.

The thought suddenly dawned on him as to why he was in Malfoy manor with Harry. He had told his parents that he didn't want anything to do with them anymore. His parents had tried to make him listen to them, but he had had enough. After he had packed up his things. The last thing he had said to his parents was "you're no parents of mine". Then he apparated to pansy's and stayed there for the rest of the summer.

So when the death eaters had attacked the school, he guessed his parents had asked either Bellatrix or Yaxley to take him as well. This made much more sense to Draco than any of his other theories that he had tried to come up with beforehand. The fact still remains that he didn't want anything to do with his parents, even if they had tried to make him stay he wasn't changing his mind.

He couldn't even believe that his own parents had kidnapped him. Just because he didn't want anything to do with them anymore. He had good reason not to, especially when his father used to crucio him when he did the littlest thing wrong.

Finally, Draco decided he needed to sleep, so he cuddled into Harry and shut his eyes.