Harry's run in with the past

Prologue: May 2nd 1998

I need a place to hide something, I need a place to hide something, I need a place to hide something. I repeated in my head as I walk past the tapestry for the third time as a door appeared in the middle of the brick wall, Ron, Hermione and I rush inside, we needed to find the horcrux before it was too late, I ran past the Vanishing Cabinet that Draco used to get the Deatheaters inside last year and the pile of books we made out in.

Flashback:

I followed Draco into the Room of Requirement, 'What is he doing in the?' I thought, just as though he read my thoughts Draco turned around,

"Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to spy on people Potter?" He called over his shoulder.

"How did you know I was here?" I asked curious, because no one had ever seen though my cloak except Dumbledore, as I pulled off the hood.

"Your feet Potter, that cloak is too short and it shows your ankles," I looked down and realised he was right, I guess I've actually grown even though the Dursleys kept me in a cupboard for 10 years, "You look surprised Potter, why? Didn't realise that cheap knock-off versions of invisibility cloaks are terrible investments?" He snorted.

"No," I said, and suddenly I'm talking without thinking, "I'm surprised I actually managed to grow, because for the first 10 years of my life I've lived in a cupboard under some stairs, and every summer when I go 'home' I barely get fed a few slices of bread a week, and if I am lucky, some cheese." Suddenly what I've said hits me, 'oh no,' I think 'now someone knows, and that someone is Draco Malfoy.' I clap my hands over my mouth and stutter, "I didn't mean to say that---that's not true---what I meant is---"

Draco looked at me with wide eyes, "What do you mean, 'for the first 10 years of my life I've lived in a cupboard under some stairs' the entire wizarding world thought you were being treated like a prince!" He shouted, "Dumbledore said that you were going into a loving muggle family's home! Did they beat you? I mean they starved you so they probably did, but---Harry! Are you even listening to me?"

I stared at him, his lips looked so soft and kissable, and then I was slowly walking over to him backing him into a corner of the room, by a pile of books, and I turned my lusty gaze to his eyes, I saw confusion, worry and...excitement?

Draco eyed me cautiously, "Harry..." he said uneasily, "What are you---" I cut him off by smashing my lips passionately against his, after a few moments of shock Draco moved his lips rhythmically against mine, I licked his bottom lip expecting him to gasp, but instead he put his hand on my crotch and started palming me causing me to moan into his mouth instead, and giving him the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth, then it was a tongue war for dominance, I quickly surrendered, letting his tongue explore my mouth, that's when he decided that having my lips wasn't enough, he undid my belt and unzipped my fly when,

"DRACO!!!" someone interrupted us, Draco looked like he would murder someone, but he must've realised that it was Pansy (Pug-face) Parkinson, and quickly turned to me and spoke in a hushed voice.

"Harry," He said, "If Pansy or anyone finds you in here they're going to kill you or send you to The Dark Lord! Hide behind that mannequin and be quiet!"

I was confused, Draco had never called Voldemort 'The Dark Lord' before this year, then I remembered why I was following him in the first place, because Ron thought he was a Deatheater, "Wait, Draco show me your left arm... Then I'll go hide." I said commandingly, but with a bit of sadness too. I looked at his eyes and could tell that he had been marked, there was so much conflict and pain in his eyes, not sure whether or not I'd leave him, not sure whether or not to tell me, not sure whether or not to let me hide, but the pain in his eyes hurt me the most, the pain that I would leave him to rot in Azkaban for what he's doing, it hurt me as much as it did him,

"Okay..." He said weakly, as he rolled up his sleeves and on his inner left arm there, against his moon pale skin, was a night black Dark Mark.

My eyes flickered from it to his eyes, his icy blue eyes were filled with tears, I looked down at his dark mark and gave it a disgusted look, this caused him to burst out into tears. I grabbed his arm and brought it to my lips, as I kissed it softly, Draco began to stop crying, I looked at him and told him, "This mark is disgusting, but it is a part of you, and because it is a part of you, I will love it just as I love you."

Flashback end:

Then I saw the Half-Blood Prince's book by a mannequin with, Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem on it! As I called out for Ron and Hermione, I noticed it had a necklace around it, a very pretty one, it was a little gold hourglass on a gold chain... wait that's not a necklace... That's a timeturner!

"Hermione!" I called, slightly worried, "I think I found something interesting!" I picked it up just as Hermione came around the corner, "Hermione is this the last--"

"timeturner...Oh Merlin Harry where did you find it--"

"Potter!" A voice spat from behind Hermione, as the voice walked closer, I realised it was Draco, I blushed slightly at the books in the corner, "Give me my wand back," He threatened, but I could tell he was putting up a show for Goyle and Zambini, "or I'll--Is that a timeturner? Harry, put it down! That's a dark--!"

As Draco told me to drop it I accidentally turned it and got whisked back into the past.