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   Draco's pov

   The stupid, bloody Boy Who Lived was on my mind. He's been there for 3 weeks. 3 BLOODY WEEKS!  I was releived when I got to the train station when he wasn't there. I ran through the barrier with my trunk and new pet. It was a small mouse. I hadn't named it yet because I wanted to let my friends to name it. As I boarded the train, I waved to my mother. My father decided not to come because he had guests over at the manor, our prestiged house.

   I saw my friends and sat with them in a compartment. Then, the person I least wanted to see of course had to walk by. It was Harry fucking Potter and of course he had to see me staring at him. He smirked and wink at me. I felt butterflies in my stomach and turned away.

  I dozed off, my dreams filled with images of the cursed boy who lived.

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  After a few hours the snack trolly came by and I was woken up by my friends. I bought some choclate frogs. I always try to be sweet to the lady who pushed it. In the past year they had come out with a new card and of course  it had to be Harry James Potter. Of course in all of my choclate frogs, I'd gotten all Harry Potter cards. Of. Fucking. Course. I threw the cards on the ground and Blaise and Pansy looked at me strangely. I sneered and said "What?"

   "Well, Draco, darling, we think you like Harry." I sputtered indignantly. "This is shit. I swear. How would you know?" Pansey smirked, closely mimicking mine. "Well, you seem to be very mad at him for no reason." "Because he's... he's" I tried to think of something good to say about him. Pansey raised an eyebrow expectantly. "Fine, I do like him. Not a word to anyone, you hear?" I huffed. Pansey giggled. I'll regret this so horribly later on.

   I decided to go and change into my robes because we were getter closer to Hogwarts and my friends had done so when I was asleep. I was walking down the small corridor to the back of the train, where the bathrooms were. I was clutching my robes tightly and had my head down so of course I had to bump into someone and of course it had to be Potter. We bumped into eachother and I almost fall backwards, but he catches my wrist. I was suprised he caught me.

   Suddenly, my breath quickens and I look down, becoming very interested in my trainers. Hopefully he didn't notice my cheeks reddening or hear my heart beating in my chest. Why did he make me feel like this? Why did he make butterflies in my stomach?

   Harry's pov

   I had loved Draco ever since 3rd year. I did the Triwizard Tournament with him always in my mind and in my heart. I wanted to impress him, but he still gave me no mind. I got bad grades in potions, hoping Snape would let Draco tutor me. Of course Snape wouldn't. I hadn't the slightest of notions why, though.

   Draco was the most beautiful human to ever walk this Earth, in any lifetime.

   The determined glint in his eye when he set this heart on anything, the delicacy of his features -his cheekbones and jaw- the hardness of his heart, waiting to be softened, his platinum hair that I would love so very much to run my hand through, and the plump fullness of his lips, looking so soft and so, so very kissable, made me fall more and more in love with him.

   It hurt my heart so much to see him angry with me when we fought. In the corridors, the classrooms, the Great Hall. All of it made my heart crack to see my darling angel's eyes well up with tears. I saw he tried to hold them back, but it did a number on my heart, still. Of course I couldn't tell him because he'd sneer and turn away.

   So when we bumped into eachother, I  grabbed his wrist and pulled him close. I looked into his stormy grey eyes and saw suprise. I pulled him into my chest and looked at his luscious lips. He was breathing hard. He looked down at his trainers and I saw he was blushing profusely.

   I hooked my finger under his chin and brought his face level with mine. (they're the same height, deal with it) I gave him a lopside smile. He pulled away and pushed past me to go to the restroom on the train. You could've done better. You really could've, if you weren't a dirty little slut. The voices were always in my head now. Feeding me bad things about myself. Of course they'd tell me bad things about Draco. Make me feel that he could never love me.

   Draco's pov

   I rushed into the bathroom and slid down the wall onto the floor. He was going to kiss me and of course I ruined it. I quickly changed into my robes and ran back out to the compartment where Pansey and Blaise were talking about something. There was someone sitting in the corner, facing the window and of course it was Potter.

   Pansey looked at me and then looked at Harry. I shook my head vigorously but she silently urged me on. This is basically how the conversation went

Her: SIT WITH HIM!
Me: NO! Are you crazy?
Her: just do it!

  I rolled my eyes and went over to sit next to him. His beau- uh annoying eyes fluttered open and he gave me one of his signature lopside grins. I couldn't help but feel butterflies, knowing that his grin was directed at me.

   Harry's pov

   I put a hand on his cheek and slowly stroke his jaw. Im glad Pansey let me in the compartment so  I could make a move on Draco. I slowly lean forward but see doubt in his eyes, so I stop. He decides I'm taking too long, so he kisses me first. I feel as if the lion inside of me has suddenly come to life.

   His lips are as soft as I expected and his shampoo smelled like stawberries. He put his hands in my hair and tugged lightly to deepen the kiss. With my right hand still on his cheek I wrap my left arm around his waist pulling him closer than before. I lick his bottom lip and he opens his mouth slightly. I slowly push my tounge in his mouth and we fight for dominance. Eventually I win, but he sits on my lap. Oh, the glorious friction. I pull away because I run out of breath. Draco whimpers at the loss of my lips. We're both panting.

   Pansey smirks. "What a show, darlings, what a show." Draco rolls his grey eyes, but he's not annoyed. "Was that your first kiss?" I asked curiously. "Yes, in fact, it was. I doubt it was your first kiss, Potter." He sneered. I could tell he forgot to take off the mask Draco Malfoy knew all to well, around me. "Draco, you don't need to act so vile to me anymore." He suddenly softened. "I-i'm sorry, Harry. I'm so used to doing it, that I forgot."

   "You still didn't answer my question. It wasn't your first kiss, was it?" "Yes, it was my first kiss. I wanted it to be with someone special." I said. I gave him a small smile. "But what about Weaslette? Did you ever kiss her?" He looked concerned but angry at the same time. "No. Never." "Good." He smirked. "I don't want a little red head bitch stealing my man."

   With that I pulled him in for another kiss, this one better than the last.

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