Draco's POV-


*The feast in the great hall passed by as a blur, Draco didn't notice what he was eating. He chewed tastelessly on a peppermint humbug. His mind raced and his heart was bursting in his chest. Anxiety wasn't usually a problem with Draco, but when it did come it was bad. He knew Harry would probably break up with him when he told him the truth, but at the same time, he deserved to know.*

*The feast ended as quickly as it had started, Draco hurried out without looking at anyone. He wanted to be somewhere alone. He snuck up to the Astronomy Tower, climbed the stairs, and sat next to the railing on the side, staring at the stars.*

*He heard a noise in the distance. For a second he thought it might be harry, then he thought to himself, "no, why would anyone come looking for me? It's probably just peeves." But it wasn't peeves.*


Harry: Draco?


Draco: Harry?


Harry: What are you doing up here it's freezing?


Draco: I just needed some time alone.


Harry: Oh, should I leave or-


Draco: No, stay.


Harry: Ok.


*He sits down next to Draco. Draco leans over and kisses Harry.*


Harry: *Laughs* What was that for?


Draco: *Not smiling* I don't know if I'll be able to do it again.


Harry: What are you talking about?


Draco: *Tears form in his eyes* I- It's easier if I just show you.


Harry: Show me what? *becoming very worried*


*Draco pulls up his sleeve to reveal the dark mark. Harry is confused, but not suprised.*


Harry: I-I thought it might be something like this... you were acting strange and...why, why you?


*Tears were now streaming down both their faces.*


Draco: I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. If I didn't he would have killed me and my family and we had just had a fight and...I'm sorry it's not an excuse I just... I didn't want it to happen.


Harry: When?


Draco: The third task, there was a portkey and...he was there.


Harry: What? He's back? In person?!


Draco: Yes. It was horrible. He was horrible. There were a bunch of death eaters and...


Harry: So you've been keeping this from me all summer?


Draco: I had to make sure he wouldn't find out I told you. If he knew...he would kill us all. I was just trying to help. He told me to spy on you, I don't know what to do, if I lie he'll know but if I tell the truth he'll know how to kill you.


Harry: So what do we do now.


Draco: I don't know.


Harry: I told you not to enter. I told you not to put your name in the goblet.


Draco: He would have gotten to me either way.


Harry: Wait, that's what those death eaters were talking about at the yule ball wasn't it? Requiting you?


Draco: Yeah.


Harry: Why didn't you tell me?


Draco: What would you have done if I had?


Harry: Go after them.


Draco: Exactly, I was trying to keep you away from them.


*Harry sighs*


Draco: So, are you gonna dump me?


Harry: What good would that do?


Draco: I'm a death eater, Potter. And not very good boyfriend material.


Harry: That's the biggest load of rubbish I've ever heard. You're amazing.


Draco: You ignored the death eater part.


Harry: We'll figure it out. It wasn't your fault.


Draco: So you're not mad?


Harry: No I am mad, just not with you.


Draco: What happens now?


Harry: We go to bed, and figure it all out tomorrow.


Draco: *Smiles* You are truly the most amazing person I've ever met.


Harry: *Smirking* I know.