【Ｔｒｕｅ Ｌｏｖｅ】

Pianist lovers

Singing vocals:

Draco: {Lyrics}

Harry: [Lyrics]

Both: (Lyrics)

Harry Potter, the boy who lived, grew curious to why Draco Malfoy has been disappearing off the Marauders Map every Friday afternoon at around six o'clock. So, being obviously suspicious, he decided to follow the blonde snake after a quick dinner with Hermione and Ron.

"Mate, where are you going?" Ron asked, his eyebrows furrowing out of curiosity. There was a ton of food on the table, surely his best mate would want a little more to eat.

"Just going for a walk," said Harry, smiling and completely ignoring Lavender Brown trying to get Ron's attention. Then he leaned down to whisper into Hermione's ear since he knows why she's been acting so strangely. "Just push that brat away and kiss him, ''Mione. It's not that hard." With a little wink at her, he turned around and left the Great Hall leaving a blushing Hermione and a confused Ron behind.

When he was out of sight, he pulled out the Marauders Map from his robe pocket, pointed the tip of his wand at the centre and whispered, "I solemnly swear I am up to no good." The map appeared and Harry scanned the map rapidly, trying to find where Draco went off to. Draco's dot was located on the seventh floor and was walking around the halls. Harry decided to follow him, to discover what Draco Malfoy was doing at this time of hour and where he would always disappear off to.

With his map in his hands, Harry hurried up to the seventh floor and began the long walk around the corridors. But suddenly Draco's dot disappeared out of thin air like he was never there at all. Harry really disliked when this happened, how Draco would just disappear out of thin air. Sometimes he would even feel a little worried because Draco just disappeared off the map. He could have died, been kidnapped, who knows what could have happened. Yes, Draco may be an insufferable git, but Harry still cares for him. He cares for everybody in the school, no matter how rude they are to him and his friends.

Suddenly, Harry began to hear music. Well, it was actually a piano he could hear. Really soft, piano keys were being played. He couldn't tell what they were if they were sharp or minor since he's never played the piano before. The piano music was becoming louder the closer he got, but he doesn't remember any music rooms in Hogwarts that he has ever been to. But then he saw it, a theatrical black door. He has never seen this door before ever in his life at Hogwarts. He folded his map back in his robe pocket, with his wand and reached his hand up to the door. It wasn't locked.

Harry opened the door just slightly and peeked in. He gasped silently, looking up at what looks like a gigantic stage and on that stage was a black grand piano. Then he saw Draco, who was pressing down on the keys lightly. He realized that Draco Malfoy had talent. Pure talent. He pondered how many piano lessons Draco had, or if it just came as a natural-born talent.

{If I could do it all over, maybe I'd do it different.} Draco began singing, moving his fingers across the piano keys until he reached D and A.

Harry couldn't believe his eyes. Draco Malfoy could also sing! And he had a really...beautiful voice, which was soft, and very tuned. Merlin's Beard! Harry was at a total loss of words. Draco's voice was the most beautiful he's ever heard of, nearly even better than Shawn Mendez.

{Maybe I wouldn't be here, in this position.} Draco sighed and scratched at his nose, which was a normal gesture for him when thinking deeply about something. Well, more like a someone.

Harry just felt like he was interrupting a very private moment right now and felt a little guilty. But Draco's voice was just so mesmerizing, like a Siren's, that Harry actually pushed open the doors a little wider and snuck in. but he didn't take more than two steps into the room.