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Auld
Lang Syne
by Nymphy Fate.

Summary: After
failing Potions, Snape sets Harry up with a tutor, Draco Malfoy. Becoming friends with him seems like the best
thing in the world for them, especially since Harry is in love with him. Contains Slytherin!Harry, Top!Draco, Slut!Draco, Loving!Harry. R&R.

Pairing: Harry/Draco.

Rating: M,
for swearing and sexual situations.

Warnings: Slash. Meaning boy on boy lovin�. Don�t
like it? Leave, please/thanks. :D

Timing: Year
6. Pretend HBP never happened, k? K.

A/N: Yay, new
chapter!! XD I skipped classes on Friday, all so
that I could finish this next chapter. And� well, also because I sorta
twisted my ankle when I was going down the steps of one of the dorms, and so I
didn�t go to classes. Hah. LMAO lol, so I hope
you like this chapter, it�s� a BIG one. O.O Review
please? :D

DISCLAIMER: JKR
rules the Potterverse, I just live in it. No profit is made.

--

I was quickly becoming better
and better friends with the rest of the Slytherins. I�d only been in that House for forty eight
hours but even still they were beginning to warm up to me. Amazing how much things can change in less
than one week�

It was Sunday night, right
after dinner was over, as I was walking out of the Great Hall conversing with
Draco, Blaise, and Pansy, when Hermione came up and
pulled me aside.

�Can I speak to you for a
moment, Harry?� She had a strange
expression on her face. Her face stayed
serious, impassive, though that didn�t stop me from catching the mischievous
glint that flashed momentarily in her chocolate eyes.

My eyebrows scrunched
together. �Okay then�� I said slowly,
and nodded to the three I�d previously been speaking to, in a signal to go
ahead. �I�ll meet you back at the common
room, guys.� I turned back to the
bushy-haired girl in front of me. �What
is it, �Mione?� I asked in - what I hoped was - a
friendly tone.

�Harry, you know how the
other week you said that you would keep me updated on whatever it was that was
going on with you?� I nodded - again,
slowly. She leaned in close. �Is this that thing?�

I thought about it,
remembering back to the conversation we�d been having at the time. I nodded a couple of times. �I suppose it is, yes. But �Mione, you can�t-�

�Are you dating Malfoy or
not, Harry?� she demanded, and my eyes went wide with surprise.

�What?!� I spluttered breathily, almost feeling as though I
might very well hyperventilate.

�I said, �are you
dating Malfoy,� you dolt. Now are
you, or aren�t you, Harry?�

�No,� I said flatly, somewhat
stubbornly, somewhat sullenly.

�Well do you like him,
then?� she pressed on.

I swallowed. Just this one action caused her to grin
triumphantly. Hermione walked up and
suddenly threw her arms around me, making me stumble slightly in my stance.

�I�m so happy for you,
Harry. You�ve finally found someone that
you can be with, someone you can share your best times with. I mean, that relationship you had last year
with Cho��

��Just sort
of fell apart, yeah.� I smiled, and took a deep breath. �I love him,� I told her with the utmost
sincerity, and she pulled back from the embrace, smiling with tears shining in
her eyes, and I could see her searching my face for something.

�I know, Harry, I know you
do.� She paused. �How long now?�

I smiled secretly. �A long time. Over a year now, I would say, at least. Maybe even since I was eleven, I don�t really
know. It�s hard to tell the difference
between love and hate at that age, you know��
I grinned.

�Well� I�m happy for you,
Harry. And the rest of the Gryffindors will be once you guys get together, like I�m
sure you will, and the rest of the school finds out.� I groaned at the mention of this, not
particularly looking forward to the rest of the population prying into my love
life. �And I�m sure Ron will come around
eventually, you�ll see, Harry. He just�
overreacted, is all.� I scoffed. I�d say �overreacted� is a bit much of an
understatement� Even as she said
this, though, she sounded uncertain about it as the words came off her tongue
almost unwillingly.

I leaned back against the
wall of the corridors, sighing audibly. �You
know that isn�t true, Hermione. And even
if it were true, I still wouldn�t want anything more to do with that git. I�m done taking
his shit all the time, �Mione, I just won�t do it, I won�t. If he thinks I�m going to just sit and wait
for him to stop being an immature, prejudice little child, then he�s wrong. He�s demented if he thinks that.

�All my life I�ve been told
what to do, and that stops now.
People can�t just always expect me to do whatever I�m told,
it�s just not going to happen.� I
sighed. �Do you understand, �Mione?� I asked softly, and she nodded after a second. �And if Ron asks anything about me, tell him
I said he can go fuck himself.� I turned
to walk away so that I could head to the common room, but was stopped by
Hermione�s voice finally speaking to me again.

�But Harry! He was your
first friend here - !�

I swiveled back around to
look at her, the beautiful sixteen year-old girl who had grown so very much
over the years, not only physically, but mentally as well.

I sighed, a sorrowful look on
my face. �No he wasn�t,� I responded
softly. �Draco was. He was the first person here who didn�t like
me just because I was famous,� I spat the word. �He didn�t like me at first, nor I him, and� ironically, I liked him for
that. That may make me masochistic or
some such shit, but I really couldn�t care.
I liked that he didn�t like me, and what made it even better was how
he showed he didn�t like me. He
challenged me, and I loved it.

�I loved how he would scorn
or ridicule me, call me Scarhead,
or chiding me for how Voldemort is constantly attempting pitifully at finally
sending me to the grave, or even for the fact that I don�t have any
parents. It�s strange, yes, but I don�t
really care. He�s been a constant in my
life for five years, Hermione. Five
years. How can I not consider
him to be my best friend? How can I not
fall in love with him? I love him,
Hermione, just� just please, let me be.
For now, anyways. I�ll make sure I talk to you when I�m ready,
alright?�

There was the tiniest of
smiles on her face as she nodded silently.

I moved forward and embraced
my friend since I was eleven in a hug. �Thank
you,� I whispered in her ear before releasing her.

And then I was walking away
from her. Before I even knew it, I was
back in my dorm room, Draco on the bed next to mine.

--

�Hey,� he seemed concerned
for me as he sat on the edge of his bed, looking at me. �You okay?
What�s the matter?�

�No, I�m fine, just
exhausted, I think, but thanks.� I gave
him a small smile.

Draco eyed me critically,
searching my eyes just how Hermione had done to me earlier. �Harry?� he asked tentatively. I looked at him expectantly at my name. �How do you know when you�re in love with
someone?� He hid his face, but before he
ducked his head, I saw the faint blush that stained his cheeks.

I stared at him, seeing him
for the first time in this new light. He
seemed so innocent, just sitting on the edge of his four poster bed with his
long legs dangling off, before almost hitting the floor. It made me wonder what he was like as a
child. I could picture him as being
absolutely adorable, even back then, little baby Draco, who would have wanted
nothing more than a toy broom to play with, or a puppy that his strict father
would have never let him have, all of this happening before he was taught not
to love, to repress all feelings besides coldness, the cold Malfoy Mask he
would wear for almost sixteen years. He
would never know how much I wanted to turn back time
and help him receive a better childhood than the one he�d previously had.

But this� this
question just caught me off-guard. It took me moments to actually answer him.

�I� I�m not sure, exactly,� I
finally replied, speaking softly. �I
guess� I guess I�d describe being in love as not being able to imagine living
your life without the other person alongside you. It�s getting butterflies in your stomach
whenever you�re around them, or even just thinking about them, tears in your
eyes because you�re just so ecstatic that you�ve finally found them. It�s being unable to survive without them
after they�re gone. It�s hard to
describe, really�� I averted my gaze to
the floor, awkwardly shuffling my feet on the carpet, looking anywhere but at
him.

�Actually I think that you
describe it very well,� Draco�s voice came softly to my ears, and my head
snapped up to look at him. I blinked
owlishly, unable to say a word. He gave
me a semi-nervous, half-smile.

Was he saying what I thought
he was saying? Did he like someone, did he feel all those things that I had just
described? Oh Merlin how I hoped so�

And I prayed that they were
for me.

--

�Harry what did you see in
the Mirror of Erised?� Draco asked me three weeks
later, the question coming completely out of the blue as we sat studying in the
common room. I�d been making my way back
up in Potions, all thanks to Draco and the tutoring sessions he was still
giving me. I jerked my head up to look
at him blankly.

��Uhm, my parents, why?� My eyebrows scrunched together
in confusion. �Wait, how did you even know
about the Mirror?�

He shrugged. �Everybody�s heard about it, Har. Then again, you
didn�t actually know anything of the wizarding world
until you were eleven, so I suppose I can excuse your lack of knowledge on that
part.� He smirked, and I gave him a
playful dirty look.

�Wait� what did you
see?� I asked with slightly narrowed eyes.

��You,� he admitted in a
quiet whisper.

�Me?� I asked for
clarification, after a few moments of silence.
�When?�

Draco shrugged. �First year, when I was
sneaking around one night due to boredom. It was just after the school year had begun,
after you�d rejected me on the train when I asked if you wanted to be my
friend.�

�Oh Draco� I�m so sorry,� I
whispered, with apologetic, guilty tears shining in my eyes. �I�m sorry that I hurt your feelings all
those years ago� I never meant for it to make you feel so bad.� I hung my head.

�Harry,� he placed his hand
on my arm in a reassuring manner, and he caught my eyes with his. �I�m fine now, I am, honest. No need to apologize, you�re� here with me
now, so everything is alright.�

Yes, but it probably won�t
stay this way forever�

�And besides, I have you now,
there�s no need to say you�re sorry, I�m fine.�

I smiled gratefully at him,
thankful that he wasn�t holding a grudge against me any longer, now that we had
become friends.

But the truth was� I wanted so
much more than that.

And it would probably never
happen.

But then I remembered what he�d
just said, and turned confused eyes on him. �What do you mean you have me?�

�Nothing at all, I just mean
that you�re my friend now, and I�m not going to let
anything get in the way of that,� he said matter-of-factly, and grinned, hoping
that I would understand.

And I did. I did understand, because I felt the
same way about our current situation. I
wasn�t going to let anything - or anyone, either, for that matter -
prevent me from getting together with Draco.
Even if it would take me years to, I would wait for him still.

Hey. Love comes when it comes, right?

--

There was a nudging coming
from my left, to my side. I decided to
ignore it. And then it came again. So I nudged him back.

And then it was an all-out
nudging match, until, finally, I just gave up, dropped my quill onto my
assignment that was due the next day for Snape�s
class - three feet of parchment on the uses of Boomslang
Skin - and with a huff, snapped my head to look up at Draco, who was staring at
me with a triumphant look on his face.

�What!� I snarled, and he
just grinned even wider.

�I win.�

I narrowed my eyes even more
at him. �Fuck you, prat,�
I sneered at him, and Draco chuckled.

�With pleasure,� he
giggled. Giggled??!

I felt my face flush, but
rolled my eyes. �What do you want, you git, I�m trying to finish this stupid essay.�

We were in the common room
once again, people all around and shuffling about,
packing for the holiday break. It had
already been a month and a half since the resorting and I was friends with more
than half the rest of the Slytherins. Sitting with them in the Great Hall was an
interesting ordeal to
take place in; they watched out for me, and were surprisingly loyal - I think
it was a Slytherin thing: �You mess with one of us, you mess with all of
us, and we�ll fuck you up if you do.�

�Yeah, yeah, I wanted to ask
you a question.�

I allowed a small, sly grin
to grace my features. �You always want
to ask me a question, Dray,� I replied with a smirk. He frowned.
�Fine, what is it?�

He sat quietly for a few
moments, before finally speaking. �Have
you ever had a relationship, Harry?�

The question caught me off
guard, and I spluttered. �Excuse me?!� I
asked breathily. I stood and picked my
things up from the table. �I don�t think
that is any of your business�!� I all but yelled, and started stalking
out of the common room and into the dorm, slamming and locking the door behind
me before I remembered that he lived there as well and could get past my
locking spells quite easily.

Which I
realized as he did just that. �That is so my business!� he yelled
haughtily. �Come on,
remember our game we�re always playing?
You tell me your stuff, I tell you mine.�

I stared at him for a moment
before I finally sat on my bed with a sigh.
�Fine,� I growled, and I saw him grin happily. �Yes, I have, if you must know. It was last year, with Cho Chang, remember? She�s the
only person I�ve ever been with. So
there, that�s my whole pathetic little love life, you can laugh now, I know you�re just dying to.� I crossed my arms over my chest, feeling like
a petulant four year-old.

�Really? That�s all?�

�Yes, what
of it?!� I snapped.

Draco shrugged. �Oh nothing, just� I would�ve thought you
would have everybody wanting to get with you, all the little fan girls chasing
after you��

�Yeah, well, that actually is
true, they chase after me, but the part you missed out on is where I said that
I�m not interested in girls.� Holy. Fucking. Hell. Did I really just say
that??! Fuck�

His face was blank for a
moment before he raised his eyebrows. �And
here I thought you were straight as a board, Potter,� he said
condescendingly.

I shook my head and leaned
closer, as though to whisper conspiratorially.
�Nope. Totally gay. It�s the
whole hero thing, you see. Most people
wouldn�t want to believe that their savior could be� well, different. That he could be just as human as the rest of
them. Y�know?�

He nodded, but seemed
somewhat glum. �Yeah. I know.�

And we lapsed into a
surprisingly comfortable silence before I decided to break it again.

�So what
about you?�

�Hmm?� Draco�s head
whipped around to face me again from where he had been staring
off into space.

�Your
sexuality?� I tried to make it sound casual, even though
I�d been dying to know for months on end. �Gay? Straight? Bi?�

He looked thoroughly taken
aback for a moment before changing his expression into one of the Haughty Draco
Malfoy he�d been used to taking on practically every day of his life. �Well if you must know, Potter,
last year I had a fling with Blaise Zabini. Didn�t last though. Figured we were better off as friends.�

I felt a flare of anger
rising in my chest that I just couldn�t help.
MY Draco? With ZABINI?! Oh, no. Oh HELL no! Fuck you, Zabini,
there is NO way you are getting in between me and MY man! Ever - EVER - again!

Breathing hard and not being
able to keep my flaring anger in check, I glared and asked in a deathly low
voice, �You were with Zabini?�

�Yes��

�Why?!� I demanded.

He looked confused while he
just stared at me for a few moments. �Why does it matter to you so damn much?! He�s just some guy!�

�No! He�s NOT just some guy! He�s ZABINI!
AND HE STOLE YOUR INNOCENCE, DAMN IT!�

He looked even more confused
than he had two seconds ago. �What are
you talking about, �stealing my innocence�?? I was no longer a virgin waaayyyy
before Blaise, of all people. You really think I�d give it up to him?!�

Okay, wroonngggg
thing to say, Malfoy. And I have a
feeling that all your previous lovers are going to pay. Severely.

Balling my hands into fists
at my side, still standing there angrily, I ploughed on. �IT DOESN�T FUCKING MATTER THAT IT
WASN�T BLAISE WHO STOLE YOUR FUCKING VIRGINITY!
IT JUST MATTERS THAT NOW IT CAN�T BE ME, AND IT�S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT!�

�HOW IS IT MY
FAULT?! I CAN�T HELP IT IF PANSY WAS THE
FIRST TO MAKE A MOVE ON ME!�

�PARKINSON?!� I shouted incredulously, not wanting to believe a
word of it.

�YES, PARKINSON, DAMN
IT!� he spat angrily. �And I still
really see no reason that any of this matters, it�s not like you fucking like
me or anything!�

�Of course I like you,
you fucking git! Why else would I be acting like I am
right now?! I like you,
I like you, I LIKE YOU! There! Now are you happy?!�

Slowly, a smile came across
his features as he stared at me, first in shock, and now it was� was that� amusement??

�Extremely.�

And he pounced, knocking me
to the ground.

Who knows? You think he likes me back? -snigger snigger-

--

A/N: Sorry, no Ron!bashing in this chapter, but
oh well. :D Nice chapter, yes? They finally got togetthheerrrr�!! XD -cackles madly and grins widely- Review, okay?
I�d really like to know what you think.
^.^

I was up until five thirty
this morning, cutting my own hair because I was sick of it. So now it�s completely short, possibly the
shortest it�s ever been, I�m not exactly sure.
LMAO, totally off-topic conversation�

Annyywwaaayyssss� yeeaahhhh�

Reviews? They sound
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Next chapter: We get
introduced to top!Draco!!! XD We see where things go in Harry and
Draco�s new relationship, and how others react to their new infatuation with
each other. Hermione? Pansy? Blaise? What�ll they have
to say to our two favorite Slytherin protagonists??! :D
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