Harry wandered around the school grounds after his detention with Snape wondering what he could possibly be doing at an ungodly hour like this. It was midnight and the moon was high in the sky but he didn't want to go back to the Gryffindor.

Maybe he could go cause some ruckus or something. He didn't know why but being in the center of danger was a thrill to him. Being the center of attention was something he always sought out even if it could get him killed.

He walked to the Forbidden Forest and stayed on the course. If someone stopped him then he'd use a spell to immobilize them but he kept on walking without interference. He was determined to meet Malfoy there and settle whatever they had against each other. He didn't really want them to fight anymore but it was getting on his nerves that all they did was fight. The other wasn't even fully returning his feelings as he wanted and he knew his plan would fall apart if he didn't act as he cared.

'Why can't he just get a life?' Harry thought as he growled and he finally entered the forest. Hopefully, Malfoy's about the meet up was not for vain because then he was out here for no reason if it was about something stupid. The things he did for this stupid bet.

Harry walked through the forest, almost tripping on a thick root but he caught himself. He swallowed air as he put his Lumos on and walked to the right path which leads to the Whomping Willow. He looked around for the pale one he called his "lover." Sure, they fought a lot but he still loved the other well sort of loved him. He just wanted the fighting to come to an end.

Draco came within sight as Harry stepped over a root of the Willow. "Why meet at such a dangerous place Malfoy!" He shouted to the other and knotted his eyebrows in annoyance.  Sure he may like danger but the Whomping Willow was really dangerous.

The expression made Malfoy laugh. "Well, didn't think you'd actually come!" Draco stated as he smiled at Harry. "Why don't we talk closer to each other," Draco said with a slight blush appearing on his pale cheeks.

Harry saw the blush and arched an eyebrow. Was the other planning something devious or was this just a meet up to spend time together? He couldn't tell but he walked closer to Malfoy but was still being cautious. Only because Malfoy started a random duel earlier in the week.

"What are you planning Malfoy!" Harry shouted to him as he walked a bit closer slowly. He wasn't so sure if he should move closer then he was now.

Malfoy smiled sadly at Harry. Of course the other was wary of him. Why would he even bother to arrange this meet up if this is what he had to witness? His own crush and former boyfriend being afraid of him. It broke his heart. "Potter, can I ask you a question? What is love?" He asked as he looked serious when he asked it. He wanted to know what the other thought about love.

Harry frowned deeply, not entirely getting the question. "Wait, what?" he asked as he stopped in his tracks. The question threw him off but it seemed the other wasn't going to try and kill him today.

Malfoy cleared his throat. "What is love?" he asked more clearly this time, making Harry blink even more. 

'What the hell?' Harry thought as he pondered the question a bit.

"Love...love is a feeling you have for another person that is more than friendship. Wanting to embrace them, make love to them, and make them feel happy," Harry said as he almost got too into the explanation only because he felt that for another not Draco. Then he remembered who he was talking to and cleared his throat. "Why do you want to know anyway Malfoy?" he asked. It confused him but maybe Draco would start being more serious about their relationship after this talk or not. He didn't care either way. The bet had to end somehow.

Draco set his eyes downcast as he frowned. "I'm sorry but you look much cuter when you talk about love Potter. Why aren't you like that all the time...around me?" Draco asked as he looked up at Harry, tears coming to his eyes.

Harry blinked at the sudden tears then rolled his eyes. He was surprised that Malfoy even had feelings. He swallowed a bit and shook his head. "Treat others like you'd want to be treated Malfoy," Harry stated, his stare was hard and cold. He had tried to love Draco back because he wanted their relationship to work but recently the other was just not trying. So, he just happened to give up because he couldn't handle it anymore. Besides he was just acting most of the time to make drama for his friends. He didn't hold real feelings for Draco.

Draco bit his lip and looked down at the ground, now interested in the ants crawling across the soil in an attempt to get away from the two.

"Malfoy! Why did you call me out here?" Draco didn't answer, he just looked to the side, throwing the question to the side. "Answer me Malfoy!" Harry almost screamed. He was sick of the others avoiding stares and the duels. He was just sick of everything.

"To confess my love to you!" Draco yelled back, tears spilling over, down his cheeks. Harry was taken aback by this.

Why would Malfoy love him? Was he that important? How? Harry swallowed and licked his lips, opening his mouth to say something but then closed it again, not finding the right words to say. But then he swallowed again and stared at Draco. "Then why didn't you try harder in our relationship?!" Harry called out.

"I was scared you wouldn't accept the real me!" Draco yelled in distress. He bit his lip and kept himself from crying any further.

Harry couldn't think of anything to say to that. He had already accepted Draco as the way he was because he knew Draco's real self. How could the other think he wouldn't accept his real self? That made no sense. Sure, he may not accept Draco now because of recent events but that hadn't meant the other should act as he had been.

"I knew it!" Draco yelled as he cried more. "You don't love me because you don't accept me! Why do you have to lead people on like that Potter? What the hell is your problem?" Draco yelled at Harry.

Harry stood there dumbfounded as the other yelled. He didn't want to hurt the other and he wasn't leading him on. Well, he was but he didn't want Draco to really know that yet. He truly did love the other for who he was but recently it had seemed Draco hated him.

Tears cascaded down Draco's cheeks and Harry started to walk towards Draco, he pulled him by the collar to bring them close together then planted a passionate kiss on Draco's lips.

He felt Draco relax into the kiss so he slipped his tongue into Draco's mouth, making him whimper. Draco slowly melted into the kiss though, his hands going to Harry's chest where he slowly started to take off the other's cloak.

Harry broke the kiss and Harry took off his glasses to throw them somewhere. Draco blushed at the new Harry and kissed him first instead, surprising Harry to the fullest.

Harry smirked into the kiss and kissed Draco back as his hand started to undress him also. Slipping the cloak off and letting it fall down to the forest floor. Harry broke the kiss as sweat began to develop on their bodies from the heat rising between them.

"Ugh, it's so stuffy," Draco whined as he panted. Harry chuckled as he stripped the Slytherin of his long sleeve shirt.

"Let me help you undress Malfoy," he said. Draco blushed and smiled.

"It's Draco to you, Harry," he said as he wrapped his arms around Harry's neck and looked deeply into his eyes, getting lost in them. "Why are your eyes so beautiful, Harry?" Draco asked as he looked at the boy and smiled more.

Harry chuckled a bit. "Your eyes are very pretty too since I look into them all the time," Harry said.

Draco shook his head. "So self-centered even when it comes to romance, eh Potter?" Draco said smiling softly.

Harry shrugged his shoulders and kissed Draco a bit rough on the lips, forcing his tongue into Draco's mouth. After a good five minutes, he broke the kiss and the two of them were panting and Draco was blushing.

"Yeah I am, but that is something you'll learn to LOVE, about me Draco," Harry said smiling devilishly.

Draco shook his head and started to attack Harry's neck with small love bites. Sucking here and there making hickies. His hands were now around Harry's waist. He took his shirt off and saw the slashes of a whip across his chest. He gently touched them with his hands, tears slowly surfacing to his eyes. "W-what happened?" Draco asked as he kissed one of the marks, making Harry wince slightly.

"That was detention with Snape, " Harry stated coolly without emotion.

"P-Potter...you have to report this! Even if he is the head of my house! I'll report him my self if you don't do it!" Draco almost yelled to Harry as tears spilled over. He hugged Harry tightly and cried into his chest.

"What? Are we a couple again, Draco?" Harry asked, making the Slytherin go stiff and swallow whatever he had to say.

"W-what? Why aren't we?" Draco exclaimed in alarm. He had just confessed his feelings to Potter. What more did he want? Sex! 'I don't think so!' he thought. Draco shook his head.

"Isn't confessing my feelings for you enough for you Potter? Tell me why it isn't!" Draco pleaded, holding onto Harry's waist tightly. "Tell me," he pleaded, tears coming down his cheeks.

Harry snorted as this situation had really turned around. He made Draco pull away and he stared at him. Did he really want to be in a relationship with the other again? Or did he just want a play toy? Or maybe he wanted to do something else.

"I'd rather rape you than make love to you Draco. That is how much I hate you because of how cruel you've been to me since I got to Hogwarts. I can't believe you fell for this shit! They did say you were gullible and a little slut. Why don't we test that out for ourselves, eh?" he said as he closed in on Draco. Trapping him between the tree trunk and his own body.

"Why don't we go back to the castle! Yeah! That seems like a fantastic idea! Let's go back to the castle, Potter!" Draco said as he tried to get away but Harry just pushed him back up again the tree trunk roughly.

Harry smiled evilly at Draco. "I don't think so Draco," he whispered in his ear seductively. He got a vine from the tree behind Draco and tied Draco's wrists together, getting it nice and tight around them. "Well, what do we have here?" Harry asked, sounding exactly like Snape. "An erection already, Draco? What a whore..." Harry said as he groped the bulge, making Draco cry out. "You like that? You like it, Draco?" Harry asked.

Draco bit his lip, a harsh blush appearing on his face.

Draco nodded his head as drool came from his mouth, his head turned to the side. "U-ugh!" he cried out, making Harry smile.

"What else can we do to get the little slut to come? Hm?" Harry asked Draco as he grabbed his chin and forced him to look at him. "Where's your wand?" he asked in a serious tone.

Draco licked his lips and panted heavily. "Back p-pocket..." he mumbled as he swallowed.

Harry nodded his head and got Draco's wand from his back pocket. "Alright then." He said as he began to press the tip of the wand into the tip of Draco's cock, making him yell out. "AH!" Harry looked at Draco's heated face and licked his lips. He grabbed his chin to make him face him. He did a deep passionate kiss, shoving his tongue into Draco's mouth harshly. Making Draco whimper and tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Your fucking cra-AH!" Draco screamed out at the last part and put his head on Harry's shoulder and swallowed. Harry pushed him against the tree trunk again, in disgust.

"No leaning on me you whore," Harry said in an ice-cold voice. Draco tried to keep his tears in but they came anyway, watering the plants below. Harry put the wand more in and Draco cried out.

"Potter! Ah!" he released onto the forest ground as Harry had moved out of the way.

"Sheesh, Malfoy! You dirtied the pretty dirt of the fucking forest! What the fuck is your problem?" He asked as he slapped Draco across the face hard.

Draco's head was brought to the side by the force of the impact and it left a red mark on his face. It stung and he winced as Harry slapped the same place again.

"I want you to scream since I slapped you SO hard," Harry ordered as he kept on hitting Draco, each time with his voice getting louder. By the twentieth slap, Draco finally screamed at the pain of the skin being slapped until it was almost raw.

Harry smirked evilly and kissed the tender flesh, making Draco almost scream again. "So sorry...did I hurt you? Do you know how much I care? None!" Harry said as he laughed.

He looked at the ground and picked up a jagged rock from the ground. "The best way to kill a lover is through a slow and painful death," Harry said as he smiled at Draco.

Draco went wide-eyed. He didn't want a death like that. He wanted a quick and painless death. One where the pain was so fast through your body that you didn't even know it was there. He shook his head at Harry. "Please! Don't!" he pleaded to make Harry chuckle.

Harry began to carve into Draco's right arm, making the boy cry out loudly. He marked every inch of skin showing to him, even the face and ears, skin showing. After Harry was finally done with his piece of artwork. He smiled and let the bleeding Draco drop to the ground weakly. Falling flat on his face as his head was turned to the side.

His breath was shallow as he heard the clacking of Harry Potter leaving him there in the Forbidden Forest, all alone, to be eaten by all the magical creatures there.

Draco swallowed as he went over the past weeks he was with Potter. How they laughed, talked, ate, slept together so many times. Why was this time different? Is it because he confessed his feelings this time? What did he do wrong! Harry Potter made no sense to him and he felt his sight fading. Everything was going dark.

"Harry Potter...the love of my life...killed me...not even by my own wand or the death curse..."

Draco paused as he saw the wolves circling him and growling at the scent of blood. He laughed a bit to himself. 'Have a good meal out of me, little ones,' he thought as he slowly closed his eyes and they went after him.
Draco Malfoy's screams were heard from the castle making people look around for the source but found none.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were smiling like little idiots.

Two of the three didn't know what or who it was.

But Harry Potter knew it was him who caused it, who made it, who killed it, who he fell in love with. His heart tore in two as he heard the screams echo throughout the castle grounds. Tears coming to his eyes and falling down his cheeks. Maybe he shouldn't have been so vengeful.

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Harry kept on coming to the site where he last met Malfoy in his life. He was the last one he talked to. He put a note down at the spot where a collection of papers already laid from him coming the other days. He swallowed and shook his head. "I shouldn't have done that," he mumbled while tears came down. "I'm so sorry Draco...but I really did truly love you," he mumbled as he pointed his own wand at him.

"I'm doing this for you since I knew you would want it," he stated.

"Avada Kadavra," he mumbled. A green light shooting out of his want toward himself.

Everyone knew about Harry Potter's death but they didn't even know about Draco Malfoy's. The name they mostly remember today is neither. They forgot about them both. They are now known as the couple who sacrificed each other to be together in death and life. This is how they will always be remembered. It doesn't matter who died first, what matters is that they are the two who are remembered.