Burn me alive

"Just admit it Potter, you\'re just as screwed up as I am" Draco smirked.

Harry shoved him back,

"No, I was perfectly fine before you got here!"

Draco stumbled back a few steps and looked up, glaring.

"Really? Because you seem perfectly alone to me."

Harry took a running jump at Draco, slamming him into the floor and smashing their lips together.

"Shut up" Harry growled as he firmly pinned Draco\'s wrists down.

Draco smiled into the kiss, bucking his hips up.

"Now this is what I like to see..."

Harry smacked him. His face red hot and his stomach feeling as if a tiny fire had been lit in it, he was burning.

"SHUT UP"







Harry had gotten an owl. A friend was.. concerned. As usual. As always. What ALWAYS happened when he went into his periods of isolation.

What exactly did they expect? For him to go from saviour of the world to saviour of the pure? Leading a mass genocide against the law breaking citizens? How did that make him any better at all than the death eaters?

He fumed. But still; He sat, right in front of his fire place, on the floor.



The fire flashed green and She stepped out. Red hair blazing and cheeks flushed. She huffed, straightening her clothes and looking peeved.

"Harry.... what exactly are you doing on the floor?"



Harry looked up, cleared his throat and stood,

"uh...sorry ...Ginny... How have you been?"

Ginny scoffed.

"I\'d be better if you\'d answer my owls, or anyone\'s for that matter!"

Harry stood in awkward silence.

"Look... I know you feel bad about... things" Ginny said putting her hands on her hips.

"No." Harry interrupted.

"But you can\'t use Malfoy as a ...pitty case. Fixing it wont make anything better, it wont bring anything back!"

"You don\'t know what you\'re talking about." Harry spat, turning around.

"Maybe you should leave-"

"NO! Harry! This is what I\'m talking about! This is why everyone\'s gone away! No one can talk to you about anything that makes SENSE! Everything logical pisses you off!"

"Ginny, there is no logic in this world" Harry gritted out, he walked over to the door to open it.

He put his hand on the knob and turned to face her to politely ask her to leave when he was incompassed by a flash of black and red.

Her hair in his face, her robed arms around him squeezing tight, her face in his chest.

Harry dropped his arms down to his side and stared, wide eyed at the wall across the room.

"Harry..PLEASE" she sniffled.

"PLEASE please please please just...talk to me.. just a little..." She sobbed.

Harry heard someone coming down the stairs.

"I know you haven\'t forgotten how much you loved me. And you know that I still love you. Just...let me in! Just let me help! I know you\'re hurting, I know it\'s hard. I might not know exactly but.."

"Ginny come on please stop crying, I\'m sorry, I\'ll answer more I just can\'t... I can\'t be with you like that I."

"BUT I LOVE YOU and I KNOW you love me, you used to, you can\'t just stop loving someone!"

"I..." He rubbed her back and sighed.

"I do love you.. Ginny."

Draco got to the end of the stairs and turned, clothed and dry for the first time in ages, towards Harry and Ginny, quickly dropping the glass he was going to bring back to the kitchen.





Draco stared at Harry, Harry stared at the wall, although out of his peripheral vision he could certainly see Draco, and Ginny... Well, Ginny clung, and sobbed.

At some point, Harry finally gathered the courage to look at Draco\'s face.

It looked a lot like he figured it was. Pretty blank, mouth slightly agape.



\'I\'m sorry.\' Harry mouthed at him.

\'I\'m trying to get her to leave...\'



Draco never broke eye contact with Harry as he slowly bent over, picking up a piece of glass from the one he\'d just broken and slowly stood, backing up onto the stairs, and quietly walking back up them.



Once Ginny calmed, Harry promised her a million times he\'d write. Promised her a million times that he loved her, and most importantly, promised her a million times that he was fine.





He found Draco in a situation he never thought he would, after all these weeks.

Just... sitting on Harry\'s bed. Not screaming or crying. He didn\'t appear to be injured.



Draco looked up at him. His eyes reminding Harry immediately of cracked ice.

"What state... is the manor in?" Draco mumbled, averting his gaze to the floor.

"I\'ve been here for a while... I have a home don\'t I?"



Harry leaned on the door frame.

"Yea, your home is here." He blurted out rolling his eyes and shrugging like it was the most obvious fact in the universe.

Harry sighed,

"You taste like...home"

Harry thought aloud.



"You have friends and a life out there, Potter. You have a girlfriend and a life. Here in this house all you have is me. I understand that I\'m far from right, but I\'m not so far wrong that I don\'t see how unhealthy this is for yo-"

"I\'m using you as an excuse." Harry crossed his arms over his chest, thumping his head onto the door frame and closing his eyes.

"I just want them to leave me alone. I\'m tired of remembering all that... nonsense. So I tell them I don\'t see them because of you. It\'s not true."

"Yea, this is completely normal and healthy, I might as well be back in that little dark hell, all I do is sit around all day and hurt and touch and moan and scream and cry and-"

Harry cleared the room, smacking Draco in the face.

"What would even compel you to say something so repulsive out loud!" Harry shouted.

Draco laughed,

"Do you really love her?" He stood, and stared Harry straight in the eyes, their noses nearly touching.

"You love her?"

Harry just stared.

"ANSWER ME!"

"YES!" Harry shouted in Draco\'s face so loudly Draco felt the vibration of the words.

"Yes I love her! But simply as a sibling! Like Ron or Hermione!" He threw his arms up.

"We fooled around a bit but... I just don\'t feel like that for her!"

Harry roughly grabbed the back of Draco\'s head and pressed their foreheads together.

"Why do you make everything so...real?" He asked closing his eyes.

"Why is everything about you so solid and sharp? Why can\'t I lie or deny things? Just let me lie. People need me to lie."

Draco tipped his chin forward catching Harry\'s lips and pulled Harry by the shirt forward as he walked back, tipping them both over on the bed, Harry flat on Draco.

"You don\'t lie to me." Draco breathed down Harry\'s neck before nipping at it.

"I can\'t" Harry moaned as he snaked a hand up Draco\'s shirt.

"Do you love me?"

Harry\'s hand froze.

"Why does it matter...Can\'t we just stay here in no mans land bouncing around the room like highly reactive chemicals?"

Draco\'s face went red.

"I need. To know this. Harry" Draco ground out as his eyes filled with tears.

He felt his face burning all the way to the tips of his ears.

Harry latched on to Draco\'s neck biting hard enough to cause Draco to dig his fingers into his sides.

"Shut up." Harry growled.

"I\'m tired of reality." He ground his hips down into Draco\'s pelvis.

"I\'m tired of realities rules. With you..." He unbuttoned Draco\'s pants.

"With you everything is... solid. And real. But according to your rules. Our rules." He nudged Draco\'s hips and Draco lifted them so Harry could slide his pants off.

He watched as Draco tipped his head back and his mouth opened when Harry wrapped his hand around his erection.

Draco put his hand on Harry\'s wrist,

"I just want to know..." He gasped.

"If you love me. Because...Harry wait" He tried to stop Harry\' hand.

Harry growled and let go of Draco just long enough to flick his wrist, pinning both of Draco\'s wrists down and causing him to grow harder and shiver.

"stop talking..." Harry mumbled, trailing kisses up Draco\'s torso as he pulled his shirt up.

"Then tell me..." Draco sighed.

"Even if it\'s a lie, just tell me..."

Harry laid his hand on Draco\'s stomach, he fumbled around all of his scars. Some purple, some white. Some barely noticeable, others, like the one he had caused years ago, stuck out like a sore thumb.

"Stop. Talking. Draco. I\'m warning you." He snaked his hand back down and around Draco\'s bobbing erection.

"No!" Draco jerked his hips. Harry mumbled something and those couldn\'t move anymore either.

Draco moaned as Harry stroked him.

"mmm.. Potter... Tell me that you love me."

"Why?"

"Because you\'re him..."

"Who?" Harry asked, slowly twisting his hand as he pumped from the base to the tip of Draco\'s cock.

"The one.. who healed me." Draco panted.

"Even if you have to lie." Draco tried to buck his hips up.

"Just tell me that you love me. Let me feel like I mean more than that red headed slut..." Draco spat out.

"Don\'t call her names." Harry warned, squeezing Draco too hard. But really, to Draco, too hard was never enough.

Draco moaned so loud his voice cracked.

"You sound like a whore." Harry spat.

"And you act like a rapist with long silky hair." Draco stated, picking his head up and latching his teeth into Harry\'s neck.

Harry let go of Draco and rammed Draco\'s face into the bed, pressing hard.

"Say that again and see what happens."

Harry was acting mad, but Draco could hear it in his breath. He must be centimeters away from the edge of an orgasm. Harry panted as he reached down and continued to stroke Draco.

He nipped and nibbled his way down his chest.

"diffindo" Harry muttered, and Draco\'s shirt exploded into a thousand shreds of fabric.

"Harry. Harry I\'m close. Please Please hurt me Please." Draco begged, he had lost track of his breathing and was sure if he couldn\'t focus on it again he\'d pass out.

"No." Harry licked along one of Draco\'s ribs.

"Fucker" Draco spat wrapping his legs around Harry as the brunette made his way down Draco\'s body.

"You act better than them but you\'re bloody well NOT"

"Keep talking Malfoy and see what happens."

"What?" Draco panted.

"You gonna keep me on the edge for months, oh wait you\'ve already done that."

Harry bit hard.

Draco hissed.

"Rapist." Draco taunted.

Harry\'s lips stopped in the center of Draco\'s abdomen.

"flagrate..." Harry whispered.

Draco screamed in ecstasy.

Teeny tiny lines of fire licked out of Harry\'s lips and across Draco\'s flesh. White hot pain shot through him, straight down to his groin.

His brain went fuzzy and numb and everything was silent, although he felt his throat hurt and his mouth open and knew he must\'ve been screaming his lungs out.

The room spun a few times as he hyperventilated and his body convulsed as he came into Harry\'s hand.



"I love you" He heard Harry whisper as he pet Draco\'s hair.

The blonde rolled over, curling into him and trying to fight off a panic attack as he sobbed into Harry\'s chest.