It was 7th year and war was closing soon. Draco tried his best to be himself and not get involved in the war with so-called-you-know-who. Everything was great until the 7th years decided to through a party for the new years...What happens when a war must begin but the savior is a father? A father to a young child with a traitor his partner, or so it was called. "Get off me Potter!" hissed Draco struggling to get off the grip of Potter, that held his hips tightly against his. "Shut up Malfoy...I *hiccup* love you.." Slamming his lips onto Malfoy. Draco knew this was wrong, he knew he would regret it...but at least he was getting what he had always wanted...Potter. ══════════❧ "No.No.No....no no no this can't happen." Rapidly Draco slammed the door behind him and ran fast away from the hospital wing, sobbing as Potter followed him from behind.