Oblivion

Obliviate

A/N This is not something that is complete yet, but if anyone likes it, please write a comment and I might (if there are a lot/some people who like it) write a whole book/story! Thanks^^
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"Harry I-"
Harry turned around fast and interrupted Draco.
"Malfoy, just shut up and leave me alone! Haven't you done enough?!"
Draco flinched at Harrys harsh words and stumbled backwards. He had no control over his feelings anymore, Malfoys show no feelings, well that was long gone now.  There Malfoy stood, frozen, with a pained look plastered on his face.
"Harry, would you-"
He was broken off again.
"No! I won't!"
"Harry please I'm begging you here! Would you just liste-"

Gasps where erupted all around the dining hall. They had gained some listeners too their conversation, and everyone gasped as Harry Potter, the boy who lived, had just slapped Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin prince, across the cheek.
Malfoy himself just stayed in the position as his head had flown too the side due too the slap. For most people who had been slapped would by this time be a little red on their cheek. But not Draco. Dracos skin is very fragile and sensitive. So his cheek were already completely red.

Harry looked shocked at what he had done, but Malfoy had hurt him deeply so he didn't stop.
"At least that Mark will fade away compared too the others you have" harry said as a matter of fact.
Draco slowly turned too look harry in the eyes again and he shook his head faster begging him not too keep going.
By this time more students had started too listen in on their conversation and wanted too hear more about the Slytherin prince who apparently had flaws aside from being a total git.

"Harry, p-please. Don't say anymore, n-not here, not in from off everyone" Draco begged him.
But Harry didn't stop.
"That Mark will at least fade, compared too the dark mark you got here-" Harry grabbed Dracos arm and pulled his sleeve up, showing the entire school"-on your forearm, covered in cuts!"

At this point everyone was listening and everyone was quiet. Draco looked around himself too see all eyes at him. Some were shocked and others where sympetic. While some off the just glared at him as if too say "He got what he deserved".
Harry looked around himself as well, but he simply did not care anymore, not even if the whole school found out about them.

"Sure! We might have shagged a couple off times, and we came too an agreement that we liked one another. But oh, Malfoy!" he spat out his name as if it was venom. "That is now long since gone! Don't think I will come running the next time you feel depressed, or when your father is forcing you too do his dirty work. Don't think for a SECOND that I will come running the next time you hate yourself and cut yourself, because I won't!"
Harry weezed out as if he had held his breath for 5 minutes. He sat down at the gryffindor table waiting for Draco to rush off, but when he didn't, he turned around and looked at Draco.

He looked at Draco who no longer looked pained, he had put up his walls again. The walls that Harry had brought down.
In front off Harry stood now a true Malfoy. One who does not show any emotion.
Draco took a step closer too Harry and then another. Until he was just in front of him. 
"Stand up" Malfoy said with a cold voice.
Harry rolled his eyes and did as he was told, in hope that this would just come too an end already.

Draco had dripped all off his emotions from his face and yet again did the great hall gasp as this time Draco slapped Harry across the cheek. But he didn't do it hard.
Harry got shocked, because he knew that Draco didn't like hurting people. When he turned back too Draco he noticed that the blonde was crying. He wasn't sobbing. He was just- just crying. Silently, tears dripping down his cheeks, but he still had the "Malfoy face" on.

"I-im sorry" he began.
"I-im sorry for causing you pain, when I am the one person that shouldn't do that too you. I can see that you don't care for me anymore, you made your point. And that's fine!" He had too stop, so that he didn't start bawling "That's completely fine, but please don't hate me for what I'm about too do in the future. I know that you probably will, but I beg off you too at least try" Draco paused, catching his breath.

"In some days I'll do something. Something horrible and if I don't do it.." he paused again and swallowed. "If I don't do it, I will get killed. And you know me Harry, I'm a coward" he Said and laughed. "What I wanted too say was that, just remember that it was really hard for me too do, ok?" Somewhere along the line Draco had dropped his "Malfoy face" and was now smiling and crying at the same time.

Draco took Harrys face in his hands and caressed his left cheek, where he had slapped him. He closed the distance between them and kissed his left cheek, and then before Harry could stop him, he kissed Harrys lips. These beautiful, warm and soft lips that had once belonged too him, and only him.
Draco whispered too Harry "Don't look down on me for what I'm about too do now. I-its just too hard too live with them... and remember I will always love you. Always".
With that, Draco took a step away from Harry.

Harry who had watched Malfoy break down in front off the school was lost for words and simply watched the blonde. He saw as he took out his wand, and harry himself took a hold off his own, but slowly let it go as Draco didn't point his wand at him.
"Harry, I'm sorry. But I'd rather just.. " He took his wand too his head "I'd rather just forget that all off this ever happened"
"Harry" He stopped so that he wouldn't start crying again "I love you".
Harry started too get scared. And started too walk towards Draco. "Draco wai-"
Even though he had promised himself, Draco couldn't hold back the  tears anymore.
"Oblivi-"
"DRACO STOP!!"
"-ate"

The last thing he saw before passing out was a pair off beautiful green eyes that he would be able too recognise from 20 meters away. So beautiful that every time he stared into them he got lost.
The color off the eyes off his first love.
But sadly he knew that by doing this, he would forget what thoes eyes meant to him, what the boy meant to him. He knew the next time he would lay eyes on them he would not remember what his heart once felt.

Who did them belong to now again..?

A/N Like I said in the begining, if you likes this please comment that you did and I might do a whole book/story about this! And also, english is not My first language, so if you spot any wrongs or misspellings, please point it out!
Thank you ~*^*~