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Unseen Love	By : HeyDarlin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8726 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Last Chapter:

�So, friends?�
Draco held out his hand much like he had done in Hogwarts in their first year, except this time Harry took it, gripping it firmly with his own hand. The handshake lasted longer than it should have, their hands lingering slightly, neither of their eyes leaving each other�s.
�Friends.�

Chapter 8: Shit!!

�Friends, so this is what it feels like� Harry mind mused as he watched his queen being smashed to pieces by Dracos bishop.
�I can�t believe you didn�t see that coming.� Draco smirked with satisfaction as he watched Harry stare in disbelief at the chessboard.
Okay, Harry wasn�t exactly the best chess player around, in fact he was possibly the worst opponent Draco had ever played but it was something to pass the time and Harry was getting better.
�I did see it coming, I just couldn�t do anything to stop you moving.�
�I know.� Draco had to cover his mouth with his hand and turned his sniggering into a hacking cough. It was official. Harry sucked at chess, and even lost when Draco played as badly as Harry, which wasn�t hard to do since it just consisted of moving the pieces randomly round the chess board hoping to find something to attack.
�I hope you choke,� Harry muttered, moving his last piece apart from his king, which happened to be a stray pawn, straight into the path of Draco�s rook, which promptly got it smashed into bits, causing Draco to laugh even harder, clutching his sides and doubling over with the effort.
Harry smiled at the sight; it was one of the first times he had seen Draco laugh properly, even if it was at his expense.
Both boys had developed a small routine at Grimmauld Place; everyday Harry would bring up his and Draco�s breakfast and then stay with Draco, playing chess or exploding snap whilst talking - both boys had soon realised they both had a lot more in common than anyone would have suspected, but there were still subjects the boys� conversation did not breach, such as Voldemort or Draco�s father. Not that either of them really minded the subjects not being brought up, in fact it was probably better that it stayed that way.
Then Harry would bring them both up some lunch and after lunch Snape would come up to talk to Draco till after dinner. Harry had been banned from these chats, but he had a fair idea about what they were about after eavesdropping a few times. Merlin, Snape could shout when he wanted to�
In fact, in the few days in which they had spent time together they had become quite close. It was unnerving how Draco understood Harry and vice versa. Harry had even volunteered to stay with Draco whilst everyone went off to Diagon Alley to buy the school supplies needed for their 6^th year at Hogwarts. That little stunt had almost led to Draco�s arrival being announced, because Harry and Ron had got into another argument, both of them were still a little testy over their fall out earlier in the week�

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�Gods Harry, you don�t even want to go out with us for the afternoon, are we that bad?�
�No, it�s not that Ron, I just have better things to do.�
�Oh, so now you have better things to do, I thought we were your friends Harry but all you seem to be doing lately is avoiding you, what�s��
�I have not been avoiding you, I�ve been, um.�
�Been �what� Harry, everyday you just go into that room and stay there til lunch, what is in there that�s so special that you can�t come out with us for a few hours?.�
�Nothing,� Harry replied stubbornly, his jaw set firmly in place, and his chin jutting out slightly.
�Fine. If you won�t tell me I�ll just have to go and find out then.�
Harry�s eyes widened in shock as Ron pushed past him and began racing up the stairs, jumping them two at a time. Harry quickly followed and was just about to grab the red head as he stepped onto the landing when Harry slipped. His hand missed Ron completely and had to settle for the hard floor. As he collapsed forward a gasp of pain was released from his lips as he felt the bones in his arm shatter beneath his skin. �Draco�

�Shit, Harry, are you all right?�
In a second Ron was by his side. Apparently coming to Harry�s rescue was right now a bit more important to him than whatever was in that stupid room of his anyway.
�Ron, what did you do to him?�
Sirius�s voice echoed from the hall as he ran up to where Harry and Ron were sitting.
�Nothing,� Harry replied, nursing his bad arm. �He didn�t do anything.�

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�Check Mate,� Draco suddenly hollered, bringing Harry out of his reverie.
Harry absentmindedly rubbed his arm as he watched Draco whoop with joy. �Why the hell is he so happy, he knew he was going to win when he asked me if he wanted a game� His arm had been healed, but it still twinged a bit. Harry wondered if that was normal, but still, it had only been yesterday morning - meaning the boys had two days before they went back to Hogwarts. �wonder if we�ll end up hating each other all over again�

�Is your arm okay, Harry?�
Harry just nodded his grin spreading across his face. He remembered what had happened when he told Draco what had happened yesterday: he had only just been able to restrain a very angry Draco who had seemed intent on running downstairs and hexing Ron so badly his grandchildren would feel it; nobody touched �his Harry�.

�My Harry� �Woah, shit.�
�You alright there Draco?�
�Yeah.� Draco nodded, gesturing at Harry to set the chess pieces up again.

�how long has he been mine�

�since to started fancy him�
�I don�t fancy him�
� in denial again are we�
�again?�
�it took to 6 months to finally admit you were gay and all that time you were dating pansy�
�oh yeah�
�so you fancy him, you lurve him, you want to hold him��

�Oh, fuck off.�
Harry looked up from the chessboard, sadness showing in his once bright green eyes. He moved his hands to drop the remaining chess pieces on the board.
�No, not you Harry.� Draco covered his face with his hands rubbing at his eyes, which were a bit sore from staring at a chess board �and Harry� for the past 2 hours.
�Who, then?� Harry questioned, his eyes not leaving Draco as he gestured to the empty room.
�Myself,� Draco muttered from beneath his hands.
Harry snorted and leaned over, pulling Draco�s hands away from his eyes. Draco lifted his head to gaze into Harry�s eyes, the shiny green orbs pulling him into their depths, taking Draco into heaven until Harry blinked and the sensation was lost.
�Why, you got a problem I should know about, cos your obviously mad.�
Harry grinned at Draco�s puzzled expression.
�How do you work that out?�
�The first sign of madness right is talking to yourself.�
�The first, you mean there�s more?�
Harry nodded his head in agreement, but wasn�t going to say anything until Draco raised one of his elegant eyebrows and gave Harry a look which clearly said, �don�t-just-sit-there-tell-me�.
�Right, the first sign of madness is talking to yourself��
�Yes, I think we already established that.� Harry glared pointedly at him, at which Draco promptly held back any more comments that were forthcoming.
�The second sign of madness is answering back.�
Draco chuckled at that, his lips curving upwards showing rows of pearly whites.
�Well, I haven�t done that, yet.
�Yet,� Harry agreed. �The third sign of madness is hairs on the back of your hands.�
Harry was about to continue but ended up bursting out laughing as Draco began to thoroughly examine the backs of his hands to see if there were any stray hairs. After a few seconds he finished his assessment and looked up a triumphant smirk on his face �I�m not mad, no hairs on the back of my hands� only to see Harry doubled over with laughter tears streaming down his face as he laughed.
�And the fourth sigh of madness is looking for them,� Harry managed to gasp between fits over laughter. Harry had just about calmed down when he caught sight of Draco, who looked liked he had just been told his hair gel had run out, remove his hands from view, which caused Harry to burst into laughter again.
�It�s not funny,� Draco huffed crossing his arms across his chest, sneaking a glance at the back of his hand just to check for any hairs, causing Harry to laugh even harder.
�Having a good time boys?�
Sirius� head appeared around the door, smiling at the sight of Harry rolling around on Draco�s bed, looking like he had just seen the funniest thing on earth by the way he could hardly breath for laughing.
As soon as Draco saw Sirius he dropped his head, staring intently at the quilt; he really didn�t want to offend Sirius in any way as he was currently residing in his house.
�Alright there Harry.� Sirius entered the room, kicking the door shut behind him
�Yeah.� Harry managed to pull himself up into a sitting position, wiping his face with his sleeve to remove the tears that were still there.
�Draco.�
Draco looked up and Sirius smiled at him and nodded, and a smile briefly flittered over Draco�s features before it was replaced with his cool mask of indifference.

Tension filled the room plunging it into an uncomfortable silence until Harry spoke up.
�What did you want, Sirius?� Still trying to regain his breath.
�Oh, yeah.� Sirius turned back to Harry, a grin now firmly planted on his features. He dropped a hand onto Harry�s shoulder giving it a slight squeeze.
�I found some stuff in one of the rooms that you might want to take a look at.�
Sirius didn�t miss the small glance that passed between Harry and Draco, and he smiled knowingly.
�It�ll take 10 minutes tops, then you can come back up here.�
�I dunno�� Harry began.
�It�s alright Harry. I�ll survive for 10 minutes; we�ve got the rest of the day to talk, I mean, we�ve just had breakfast.�
�See.� Sirius watched Harry as he fought internally and when he saw him nod he gave a small whoop, grabbing his hand and dragged him out the room babbling about him being so excited, and not believing he found it.
Harry glanced at Draco over his shoulder as he was dragged out of the room.
�I�ll be back soon.�
Draco just nodded and watched as the door closed behind the pair leaving him alone in silence, with only the voices of his imagination for company.

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�Bored.�

�bored�

�Very bored.�
It was now about 11:00 in the morning the day before he went back to Hogwarts, and here he was alone very bored and to top it all off his stomach was currently trying to digest itself whilst he was sitting upstairs in his room.
�Where the fuck is Harry?�
Harry had left his room yesterday at around 9:00 after telling him that he would be back in 10 minutes. Draco hadn�t seen him since.
Draco glanced at the clock, before jumping off the bed his stomach growling from the lack of food it had received.
�The food that Harry should have brought up.�
Draco began pacing the floor before throwing himself in a heap onto the bed its springs squeaking from the sudden weight.
�If he�s not here in 10 minutes, then I�m going to get him.� The blonde�s stomach gave another violent growl. �And something to eat.�

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20 minutes later and Draco stuck his head round the door from his temporary bedroom. Harry hadn�t turned up and Draco was sick of waiting so here he was in the hall, well almost.
Draco edged his way round the door shutting it slowly behind him and taking a deep breath.
�Okay.�
He gradually made his way to the banister opposite his room peering over it down the staircase to the main entrance hall. No one was there. �Okay, looks like I�m actually going to have to find someone� He took another deep breath, and made his way to the staircase, glancing upwards to make sure no one was watching before slowly making his decent to the entrance hall.
He finally reached the bottom of the stairs and almost jumped out of his skin when he saw a pair of eyes staring right at him.
�Calm down, it�s just a bloody painting,� he muttered to himself, straightening his robes and gathering his wits and what little courage he possessed.
�A Malfoy, I believe.� Draco turned in the direction the piercing tone had come from giving a short bow to the portrait of Sirius mother. Okay it was just a picture, but he was still a Malfoy and therefore he still had to act like one.
�Yes ma�am.�
�Nice to see some class in here for once.� The woman sniffed with distaste.
�Not like that son of mine, bringing all sorts of filth in here, mudbloods can you believe it?�
Draco just smiled at the portrait and rolled his eyes as he turned back to the door that he presumed led to the kitchens, due to the delicious smell that was wafting through the closed door. Draco took a step forward and reached for the door handle but froze when it began turning without him even touching it and the door swung open.

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Harry smiled as he looked round the kitchen. All the Weasleys were there as well as him Sirius, Remus and the only one who wasn�t taking part in any conversation at the table Snape, who wasn�t technically at the table he was just sitting in a corner by himself deeply engrossed in a potions book him and Sirius had stumbled across the other day.
Speaking of which, yesterday Sirius had dragged him off to show him a load of boxes full of Marauders memorabilia, including a scrap book of all the pranks they had ever used all scrawled out in his fathers handwriting. Siri and Remy and him had spent most of yesterday and this morning going through all the boxes Sirius had found uncovering more and more stuff as they went.
Harry grinned as he remembered one of the pranks in the scrapbook that Siri told him had been used on Snape a fair few times.
�What was that.� Rons voice called from the other end of the table pulling Harry from his thoughts.
�What was what.� Somebody called back.
�I thought I heard something outside in the corridor.� A few shoulders shrugged around the table and everyone resumed their previous conversations completely ignoring Ron.
�No, I really did hear something.� Ron tried to make himself heard over the yells and laughs at the table but without success. After a few more tries he decided to give up and just go and see what the noise in the corridor was. �probably just that old hag of a picture complaining again� Ron strode up the steps and pulled the door open.
�What the fuck!� Ron was standing face to face with Draco Malfoy. �Oh shit� Draco mentally screamed; he had forgotten the Weasels were here. The next thing Draco knew Ron had grabbed him by the collar and proceeded to drag him into the kitchen. The whole kitchen fell silent as the Malfoy heir was dragged into the kitchen by the furious red head.
�What the fuck is he doing here?� Ron bellowed.
For Harry only one word entered his mind. �Shit�

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