He broke down his walls without him even noticing and when he rebuild the walls he added windows to let the sunshine in - unknown

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Something had changed. I could feel it in my bones; I could feel it in every fiber that was inside of me. When I looked at Harry all I felt were doubts. All I could think about was my conversation with dr. Dolan. I knew it was not normal how I felt about him that soon, but did it not happen more often that people started feeling things for each other straight away? There was a thing called love-at-first-sight, and even though I knew that did not happen between the two of us I could not stop wondering what had happened.

Was it all just me? Was I really going crazy again?

For the first time during my stay at the clinic dr. Dolan had really made me think about myself and how I reacted to things in a different way then everybody else did.

I tried to not make it obvious that something was bothering me, but failed in doing so that evening when we were both lying on our backs in our own beds. Normally I would have crawled into Harry's bed, or we would have thrown some pillows and blankets on top of the floor between our beds so that we could lie there. This evening however I had gone straight to my own bed, not even bothering to look at the raven-haired boy.

'Are you okay, Draco?' Harry asked me, making me feel some way by speaking my name out loud. Every time he said my name I wished that I could hear it forever; his voice was so beautiful, especially when he said my name. 'Yeah,' I lied, not really being okay. But who was nowadays? And what even was the definition of being okay? Nobody had ever really written down what it meant to be "okay", so there was no use of telling if I met the conditions of being okay.

'You are lying,' the boy with the green eyes spoke as I could feel his eyes burn on my skin. 'But that is fine,' he continued, 'you do not have to tell me what is going on with you, that really is none of my business. But please, promise me that if you feel like no one is willing to hear you that you will talk to me. I care about you, you know. I really do. If there ever is something that I can help you with please tell me. The past days you have helped me to get through my heart-break and I would like to return that favour by helping you as well.'

Part of me feared that my mind twisted the things he had said to me, causing me to believe that he might feel the same way about me. Maybe he did not mean it that way, maybe he just wanted to be friendly. Or maybe he just wanted to return the favour to not own me anything.

'I like you,' I suddenly blurted out. A blush crept upon my face as I did not dare to look at the boy lying in the other bed. 'I like you too Draco, you were not afraid that I did not, right?' he spoke and even without looking at him I knew that he was blushing as well. Luckily he thought I meant that I liked him as just a friend. Although another part of me had hoped that he had not thought that I meant it on a just friend way. 'I do not see what is wrong with that.'

'But I do,' I spoke, quickly correcting myself a few seconds later, 'dr. Dolan does.'

'Draco, what are you talking about?' he asked as I heard his bed creaking softly, betraying that he no longer was lying in his bed but was sitting on it. 'Dr. Dolan said that I attach way too quickly to people,' I explained myself, hoping that he would understand what I was trying to say. 'And since we used to hate each other but all of a sudden we like each other,' I said, taking a deep breath. 'I just fear that I do something wrong by being friends with you. I am afraid that you might hurt me after you realise that I cannot live up to your standards. Even though I know we are just friends I just do not want to get hurt, or worse; to hurt you.'

'Draco,' Harry started with a soft voice filled with sympathy towards me.

'I just do not want to break our friendship since you are the first real friend I ever had. You are the first person besides my mother that really cares about me. I do not want to lose that; I do not want to lose you,' my voice mumbled.

After saying all those things I did not feel the way I had expected. That happy, relieved feeling was nowhere to be found. All I fell was fear, fear that he might not want to be my friend anymore, fear that he was going to laugh at me. Fear that I had made a fool of myself.

Footsteps. Harry was coming my way, this did not cause me to break my eyes free from the stare I had created towards the ceiling. I could not look at him, not now. Not now I felt so vulnerable.

'Draco,' the boy with the round glasses spoke as he sat down on the edge of my uncomfortable bed. 'I am not judging you, please remember that.'

After that I nodded slowly, still not being able to look him in the eye. I was too ashamed of myself to do so. Never before had I been so open about my feelings towards someone else to the person that made me feel that way. Never before had I felt that vulnerable after opening up to someone.

'I want you to know that I feel that way to, that I cannot stop wondering if you really like me or not. I cannot stop wondering if this is all just a game for you as well. I am afraid that you might leave me after finding out that I am not the person you want me to be, or that you will embarrass me again.'

'Harry,' I said, finally allowing my eyes to meet his pretty green ones. 'I would never do that.'

He smiled at me, slowly striking through my whitish blond hair. 'Then please remember that I would never do that to you either,' he said and I felt my entire body scream for more. More sweet words, more of his touch. Just more of him. All my thoughts and doubts disappeared as I pulled him into a hug, allowing him to lie down in my bed as well.

'I am so sorry for doubting you,' I whispered into his soft dark hair. 'I did not mean to, it is just that my mind plays tricks with me all the time, causing me to lose my grip on reality sometimes. I am sorry.'

'It is okay,' he spoke, placing his head in my neck. As his breath touched my bare skin I could feel the goosebumps appearing on my entire body. 'As long as you continue to talk to me I will make sure that all those doubts can disappear.'

'I will, but only if you promise me to do the same thing,' I said, softly rubbing my hands over his back that felt warm against my cold hands.

'Promise,' he whispered with a sleepy voice that gave away his tiredness. 'For you I would do everything, as long as you just promise me to keep holding me this way.'

'I promise you that as well,' I whispered, but he could no longer respond to my words since he had fallen asleep in my arms. For the first time I started to doubt that maybe, just maybe it was not my mind playing tricks with me. Maybe he really did like me as well.