When Malfoy had finished with his tale, Harry was flushed red.

"Was the last bit really necessary?" he asked, trying to ignore the heat in his cheeks. Malfoy smirked.

"You bet, baby," he blew Harry a kiss. Harry let out a choked noise and hid his face in his hands as Malfoy burst into laughter.

"I- whatever!" Harry pouted. "Tell me what happened afterwards."

"Well, you could say we got a little attached to one another," Malfoy admitted. "It took a week or two for Sirius to arrive and by then we were smitten with each other. He brought some of his friends and they helped him kick butt. I got the key and unlocked your cage and we had quite the snogging session. Very intense for a pair of eleven-year-olds, I have to say. And then you left with Sirius. I never heard from you ever again."

"We snogged?" Harry exclaimed, turning an even darker shade of red. He could feel memories tugging at him. A fuzzy image of deep grey eyes and a bright smile wormed its way into his mind.

Draco was exasperated. "That's all you took out from that?"

"Sorry, sorry," Harry said, abashed. "What happened to you afterwards?"

"My father found out that I had helped you escape so he sent me here to have me taught discipline," Malfoy snorted. "My mother then ran away from the gang and went to live with her sister, Andromeda, who's got a very powerful husband. He makes sure I don't get mistreated here."

Harry's eyes widened. It made so much more sense now! "That's the reason all those teachers are scared of you!"

Malfoy flashed him a grin. "Yup. Although Snape only dotes on me because I'm his Godson. He's not easily swayed by men like my uncle."

"He's nice to me as well for some reason," Harry frowned. "You know, he told me that-"

Then Harry remembered. Draco's supposed 'dark secret'.

"He told you what?" Draco asked, narrowing his eyes. Harry kept his mouth clamped shut. "Harry."

"Nothing," Harry said nervously. Malfoy scowled. "I'm serious!"

"He told you something about me, didn't he?" the blond sneered. Harry swallowed as Draco moved off his beanbag and shuffled forward until he was right in Harry's face. "What did he say, Harry?"

Harry wrapped his arms around his legs and hid his face in his knees, shaking his head. Draco slowly tugged away Harry's arms away, and then parting his legs with little effort. He slotted himself between them, moving his face even closer to Harry's trembling head. "Harry, come on. Aren't we friends?"

"No!" Harry said, eyes shining as he looked up at Draco. "We're not friends, Draco. Friends don't kiss you or get so close you can count the specks in their eyes! I don't know what we are. I don't even know if I can trust you." His voice broke on the last two words.

Malfoy cupped Harry's face. "Tell me what he said, and I'll explain."

"He said you had dark secrets," Harry said, breath hitching. He felt dizzy and light-headed, tears nearly overflowing-

Malfoy growled in fury, pushing off the floor. "Son of a bitch!"

"Thinks he can come in and ruin the- I mean, our new friendship!" Malfoy pulled at his hair.

Harry frowned in confusion. "Were you about to say something else just now?"

"No!" Draco said hastily, going back and kneeling by Harry. "I just lost my train of thought because of the fucking disbelief!"

"Didn't you say that he liked you?" Harry asked.

"Well, that's what I thought," Malfoy said, glaring at seemingly nothing. "Whatever. I'll deal with him later."

"Don't do anything bad!" Harry said suddenly. "Don't hurt him. Please. He's one of the only teachers that's nice to me."

Draco laughed loudly. "I'll make sure no physical harm comes to him, Potter."

Harry smiled approvingly. "Good. Is that all, then? I think I'll be off now."

He stood up and made to leave the room before Draco caught his wrist. "Can I get my payment now?"

Harry blushed. "It's not payment- it's merely a kiss on the cheek."

Malfoy shook his head. "I don't want a kiss on the cheek this time. I want you to kiss me here." He put a finger on his lips. Harry blanched.

"Eh?" he said, incoherent. Draco encircled the brunet in his arms and tugged him closer. "I want you to kiss me on my lips."

Harry shuddered, resting his hands on Draco's chest to steady himself, he tentatively reached up and pecked Malfoy's lips. Before he could pull back, Malfoy pulled him back, crashing their lips together. Harry let out a gasp before melting in Draco's arms, clutching at his chest while the blond licked open Harry's mouth and probed his tongue inside.

"Draco," Harry said in between small kisses. "Wait-"

Malfoy pulled back immediately, a hint of irritation in his eyes clouded by lust. "Yes?"

"I-" The slight anger in Malfoy's eyes terrified Harry. "I don't-"

"You're taking too long," Draco growled suddenly, leaning forward and capturing Harry's lips. His hands travelled down and groped at Harry's arse, making the brunet flinch forward and rubbing their groins together.

"Wait!" he exclaimed suddenly, pushing the blond away, panting.

Malfoy suddenly looked stricken. "Harry, I am so sorry! I shouldn't have pressured you. Fuck, I am so sorry."

Harry shook his head quickly. "No, it's not you! I just don't want it to be like those movies where they snog in alcoves in secret and the next the day one of them gets married to this super rich person who they love and-"

"You watch too many movies," Draco cut him off. "I'm not going to hide us. I don't give a fuck what my father thinks, if that's what you're worried about, and I promise you I won't leave you to marry someone rich."

"I don't even know you that well," Harry said uneasily. "I don't want a fling. I want commitment."

Draco laughed a little. "Of course you know me! I'm Draco!"

Harry ignored the fact that Draco had ignored the bit about commitment. "Of course you are! You're my..."

"Friend," Malfoy supplied. "Boyfriend."

"Those are two different things," Harry pointed out.

Malfoy raised a brow. "They are?"

Harry shifted uneasily and Malfoy stepped closer.

"Of course they are! I'm just messing with you. I love doing that," Draco said winking. He wrapped his arms around Harry and tugged him into a hug. "Let me take you out on a date. Hogsmeade. The only good thing about this wretched school. They should be taking a group tomorrow."

"What's Hogsmeade?" Harry asked against Draco's shoulder, relaxing a little.

"It's a village nearby," the blond boy explained. "They have a great jokes shop."

"Sounds fun," Harry said, feeling a little tired. He exited Draco's arms once again. "I think I'll head off to bed now. Goodbye, Draco."

"Goodbye, Harry," the blond smiled as he watched the brunet leave the room.

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HFFF, Draco sounds really fucking suspicious, or is it just me? I have a KILLER plot twist planned so be prepared. And be prepared for the next chapter too. Things are happening ;)