Giving In

WARNING: I\'m not even gonna say it...

RATING: R

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Disclaimer:We all know how it goes...

Giving In Chapter 11: That was unexpected

Harry was running from the Great Hall, He couldn\'t believe what just transpired there. He was hoping to every God out there that it wouldn\'t get to the Daily Prophet. \"That bastard! I can\'t believe he did that in front of the ENTIRE god damned school!\" Harry yelled to himself as he ran as fast as he could to the quidditch pitch.

\'Funny, its always the quidditch pitch isn\'t it?\' He thought to himself as he reached the edge of the field. Stopping, he gasped for air, then continued running, he ran up onto the stands and sunk to the floor in the Ravenclaw section of bleachers.

\"Draco...I love you, but why did you do that?\" Harry looked up into the January sky, it was snowing, and it was cold. Harry supressed a shiver that ran through him, he was in his school robes, which were not exactly the warmest things in the world. Harry could feel tears brimming at his eyes, he didn\'t care, so he just let them fall silently.

\"Why did I even fall for that selfish prat?\"

\"Because you love him.\" A voice from beside Harry said. Harry\'s head snapped up and saw that Draco was leaning against the railing with his arms crossed looking down at Harry.

\"What the hell do you want Malfoy?\" Harry said, venom in his shaky voice.

\"To tell you why I did what I did just now in the Great Hall.\" Harry glared at at Draco, eyeing him up and down. Draco uncrossed his arms and walked over to where Harry sat, but only to have Harry scoot away from him.

\"You just humiliated me, and not to mention that if Rita Skeeter gets ahold of this, I think I\'ll die. So you can explain right where you are.\" Harry said. Draco sat across Harry and spoke.

\"The reason why I did it, was because...well hopefully you won\'t hate me forever, but if you do, I\'ll understand. A few weeks ago, I snuck into the Gryffindor tower and went into the boy\'s dorm. The time when I was in there after you read the letter from my father I noticed a slytherin designed book sitting inside of your trunk, so I got curious of what it was...\" Harry\'s breath hitched in his throat.

\"Oh my god...\" He said, dreading what Draco was about to say.

\"So I guess curiosity had its way with me, so I read it...\" Harry felt a new wave of tears coming, so he covered his face with his hands.

\"H-How much did you read?\" He stuttered, trying his hardest not to run away.

\"To be honest, every page, and I even saw the thing on the very last page...I didn\'t know what to do, so I decided to let things sort themselves out, but instead, this happened. I didn\'t mean to humiliate you...\" Draco said, crawling over to Harry, sitting in front of him.

Harry looked up, his eyes red and puffy, \"Well...aren\'t you going to say something like \'I don\'t have time for you Potter.\'\" Harry said, trying not to cry in front of Draco.

\"Why would I say that? I\'m not even sure if I hate you anymore...\" Harry\'s eyes widened, he thought that Draco always hated him. Harry couldn\'t help it, he couldn\'t supress anymore tears. He took his hands off his face and stared up into the silver eyes across from him, with trembling hands, and shaky breaths, he slowly leaned forward, then in one swift motion, threw his arms around Draco\'s neck.

Draco didn\'t know what to do at first, so he reluctantly wrapped his arms around Harry\'s small waist. Harry rested his chin on top of Draco\'s shoulder and held him as though if he let go, his entire world would shatter.

The slytherin looked up at the falling snow and closed his eyes. It felt like an eternity, and neither of them wanted it to end. \"Thank you...Dragon.\" Harry whispered into Draco\'s ear before releasing the blond. Draco realized that Harry was shivering violently, so he decided to speak.

\"I think we should go, your cold and wet.\" Harry nodded. The blond was the first to stand, so he offered a hand to Harry, who timidly took it. Pulling Harry to his feet, Draco took off his outer robe and gave it to Harry.

\"Put it on, its annoying watching you shiver.\" Harry blushed, but took the article of clothing and wrapped it tightly around himself.

\"I can\'t really say that I love you, like you love me, but we can start by being a little bit more civil.\" Harry knew that Draco didn\'t love him and probably never would, so he just nodded and started to walk with Draco off the stands and to the castle.

\"I know that you probably won\'t tell anyone about my journal, but I must still ask that you don\'t tell
anyone.\" Harry said, watching his breaths turn into white puffs.

\"I wouldn\'t tell anyone, they\'d have to kill me first, which I doubt they\'d even try to do after what I just did to Parkinson in the Great Hall.\" Harry couldn\'t help but smirk, yes he agreed with Draco. You\'d be crazy to try to take Draco on.

\"Umm, what should we do? I don\'t want to face anyone after what happened...\" Harry stated, looking panicked. Draco sighed and ran a hand through his somewhat bloodied hair.

\"Yeah, well I guess we\'re going to have to deal with it for awhile. Sorry. Besides, I\'m going to go, I have to take a shower, I can\'t stand having Pansy\'s filthy blood in my hair.\"

\"Okay, I just hope that I won\'t run into anyone on the way to the tower. Bye.\" With that Harry and Draco parted ways, practically running back to their destinations, because people started to leave the Great Hall.

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Harry was up in the boys dorm of Gryffindor tower. He just got done taking a hot shower, so he was trying to avoid being questioned, by pretending to be asleep when all the other boys entered the room. And it worked, the boys around him debated on waking him up, but decided to just leave him alone for now. \'Looks like if I want to avoid them in the morning, I better wake up early for once.\' Harry thought before drifting into a somewhat comfortable sleep.

2 weeks later...

It was now February and it was warming up a little bit, but it was still cold outside, the sun could barely be seen. Harry wanted desperately to talk to Draco, but decided to wait for Draco to talk to him. Also in the past few weeks, many people questioned both Harry and Draco about what happened in the Great Hall that day. But they would never get a answer, so most people just gave up on even asking them.

Harry didn\'t feel like going to dinner that night, so he found himself wondering to the quidditch pitch...AGAIN. Yes it was the best place if you wanted solitude, or a place to think. But on his way there, A pair of hands grabbed the back of Harry\'s collar on his school robes. He was pushed onto the floor, a foot planted itself on his chest. Looking up, Harry\'s eyes met with Pansy Parkinson\'s.

\"Hello Scar Head, I suppose your wondering what it is that I want.\" Pansy stated, glaring down at Harry. Crabbe and Goyle were standing next to her, arms crossed trying to look intimidating.

\"Get your foot off of me.\" Harry demanded, but only succeeded in having her foot push even harder into his chest.

\"I want you to stay away from Draco! He belongs to me! He is MY fiance. If you ever even get within 5 feet of him, you\'ll regret it. Crabbe, Goyle, I\'ll leave the rest up to you.\" Goyle pulled Harry up by his collar, and pushed him against the wall. Crabbe started to violently punch him in the stomach, then his face, leaving Harry with a busted lip, and bruised cheeks. Goyle threw him onto the floor and kicked him in the sides a few times before Crabbe decided to join in.

\"What it Merlin\'s name are you doing?!\" Came an angry voice from behind the group of 4 people. Pansy\'s head snapped around before she gave a sticky sweet smile.

\"Hi Drakie-pooh! I just decided to teach this fucker a lesson about messing with something that belongs to me!\" Pansy yelled, glaring daggers down at Harry.

\"I don\'t belong to you! God, can\'t you get that through your thick head, or are you really that daft?!?!\" Draco yelled back, running to where Harry was.

\"Crucio!\" The blond put the curse on all three of them, sending them all into a frenzy of shrieks. After about 6 seconds, Draco lifted the curse and immobilized them. Running over to Harry, he put an arm under his back and lifted him.

\"Potter! Are you okay?\" \'Well, thats a stupid question, of course hes not ok! Just look at him!\' Draco thought, casting a healing spell on Harry. Harry coughed, and the blood on his lips dripped onto his robes. After Draco cast the healing charms, he noticed that there was still blood dripping from Harry\'s lips.

Draco always liked the taste of blood, but he tried desperately not to lick it off of Harry\'s lips. \"Thanks, I didn\'t think I\'d get out of that alive.\" Draco nodded, and could feel pity for the boy. Draco took the immobilizing charm off of Pansy, Crabbe, and Goyle. They all ran away as fast as they could.

\"Heh, I guess they\'re scared of you aren\'t they?\" Harry said, it was more of a statement then a question. When Harry looked back at Draco, he noticed that the blond was staring at the blood on his lips. Harry lifted a hand in front of Draco\'s face and waved it.

\"Hello? Anyone alive in there?\" He asked. Draco\'s eyes darted to Harry\'s eyes before suddenly dropping the boy and jumping to his feet.

\"Ouch!\" Harry stared at Draco while rubbing the back of his head with a hand. \"Geez, you didn\'t have to drop me, I\'m injured here!\" The gryffindor said, sitting up. Draco smirked, but offered a hand to him. Harry took the offered hand and felt his weight being lifted back onto his feet.

\"Do you still hurt anywhere?\" Draco asked, looking at the places where Crabbe and Goyle hit, then poking a finger into Harry\'s side, not waiting for an answer.

\"I don\'t think so...so you can stop poking me.\" Harry said. Draco poked him again, but a little lower towards Harry\'s hip that time. Harry flinched, and let out a small laugh. Raising a blond brow, Draco poked him again in the same spot. Once again the gryffindor let out a laugh, but a little louder.

\"Well, well, well, looks like I\'ve found a ticklish spot on Harry Potter.\" Draco said, his lips tugging into a smirk. He lifted his other hand and slowly began poking Harry\'s other side as well. Harry flinched and giggled, then smacked one of Draco\'s hands away. The blond attacked Harry with his hands, tickling him while Harry tried to escape.

The slytherin pounced on Harry and started looking for other ticklish spots. Finding that the gryffindor was practically ticklish anywhere, Draco just randomly attacked places. Harry\'s face started to turn red from the laughter, and tried to squirm out from under Draco.

\"S-stop! I can\'t breath!\" Harry wheezed, pushing Draco off of him.

\"Fine okay...but only because you looked like you were about to die.\" The blond said, standing up and crossing his arms. After regaining his breath, Harry stood up and backed away from Draco about a foot, not wanting to get attacked again.

\"NEVER do that again.\" The gryffindor said, watching as the blond ran a hand through his hair.

\"Whatever Potter, just watch yourself because I might not be around to save your sorry arse next time.\" Draco stated while turning around.

\"Where are you going?\" Draco looked back at Harry and sighed.

\"I\'m leaving, I have other things to do then spend all day with you. Goodbye Potter.\" The slytherin turned around and left, his robes flowing behind him. Harry watched as he disappeared behind a corner before running a hand through his dark hair and speaking. \"Well now..that was unexpected.\"

AN:I don\'t know what possessed me to write the whole...tickle attack thing, I just thought it would fit in. I hope that my story isn\'t being rushed, I hate it when that happens and I have to retype some of it. No flames please, now leave a review please!