It started with just seven steps to try and win Potter's affection, but life and relationships are rarely as easy as a checklist on a piece of parchment.

"How am I supposed to be a better person, when all my life I've buried the last bit of good in me?" Harry's life changes completely when he accidentally becomes responsible for the nearing death of Draco Malfoy (Fifth Year)

Harry is back at Hogwarts for yet another year with his friends, but instead of the excitement that he usually feels to be returning to his beloved home, he finds himself feeling nervous. He isn't sure why because everything is going well for him: he's doing well in his studies, he's got the girl he had always dreamed of and he and his friends are closer that ever, so why does he has a nagging feeling of worry? Enter Draco Malfoy, the school heart-throb, blonde hair and grey eyes. He makes all the girls swoon, yet for some strange reason Harry feels something more than hatred towards the slytherin. As they always said, there's a very thin line between love and hate. Throw in some problems with Ginny, arguments with his friends, and countless encounters with his nemesis Draco Malfoy and you get the year where everything is about to change! A/N ALL credit goes to J.K.Rowling, as she created the wonderful world of Harry Potter. This is merely a fan writing because she loves the book. Anyway I hope you enjoy. Also remember that this is a PG 13 and there is some language that might not be appropriate for younger readers. You have been warned, so please don't read if you don't like it or passionate scenes. Thanks.

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."