Happyily ever after?

Chapter 13

[After a reaaally long time]

Malfoy: Reluctantly but afraid of suffocating I pull away. I'm gasping for air with a bride smile on my face. Still not realising what happened. Harry is sitting on my lab - out of breath.

sweetheart.

For a moment we just breath deeply while sinking into each other.

Should I ask what this means? I don't wanna scare him away. He's into boys?!?

"I'm gay." I state with hot cheeks.

I want him to know this means something - at least to me.

"for you" I add. "I mean for men in general but yk..." I avert my eyes.

I'm so vulnerable rn.

"I like you" It's just a whisper but he chaught it. His head turns red and he cups my chin with his hand forcing me to look at him.

"You sweet dummie. I didn't kiss you because I wanna be edgy." My stomach tingles. He leans towards me - our noses touch. "I like you, Draco."

Potter: I do? yea

I, Harry Potter, the Chosen One, like Draco Malfoy, the former Deather Eater.

I smile. Suddenly I'm overcome with happyness. A feeling I haven't felt in too long - not when I killed Voldemord or when I was with Ginny. But I kiss Malfoy who has been my nemesis for years and out of nowhere I'm happier than I have been in the last 3 years.

funny.

I snuggle up to him.

Fuck my worries. This Malfoy would never hurt anyone.

Malfoy wraps his arms around me and kisses my forhead. I smile giggling like a 17year old.

"Ouch" I startle looking up. "What?" "Your books hurt me." I laugh. "You can put it into my bag." I suggest scrutinizing him. He sits up taking the books & putting them into my bag. Then he freezes.

"What?" I'm still laughing. Malfoy's still leaning over my bag concentrating on something. He doesn't answer. I sit up coming closer to him. In his hand he holds my journal that was in my bag seconds ago. The journal in which I documented where & when he was.

Shit.

"Draco..." Finally he turns to me. The smile on his face faded. His eyes are filled with tears. He stares at me with a broken expression. "That's yours?" I avert from him. "You stalked me? Who do you think I am? You think I'd work for..." His voice trembles. "I thought you belive me..." I can hear his disappointment which makes my heart aches. I reach for his hands. He shrinks back and jumps up.

"What the fuck..." The tears rush down his face. He runs out of the room.

No. No. No. No.

"Please..." I reach for him but he's gone.

I fucked up. BIG TIME.

I stand up wavering briefly. My vision is blurred.

I need to make it right. I need to find him.

I rummage in my bag finding the Marauder's Map. My eyes search for him.

He's in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom.

I start running nearly tripping over my feet.