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Chapter 26
So Far Away
By: Gwen
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: AU/Slash/Drama/Angst/Romance
Betas: Tracy & Dorothy
Feedback: Much appreciated
Disclaimer: The \"boys\" belong to JKR. I just borrow them on occasion. No money is being made from this little adventure.
Summary: Interesting things can happen when you\'re away from everyone and everything you know.
Chapter 26 - Mid-Term Madness
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Harry was dreading the upcoming mid-terms but quickly changed his mind as he looked at the exam schedule that had been passed out during his Astronomy class and listened as the Professor explained the new testing agenda.
Monday - Ancient Runes / Arithmancy
Tuesday - Astronomy / Care of Magical Creatures
Wednesday - Charms / DADA
Thursday - Divination / Herbology
Friday - History of Magic / Muggle Studies
Monday - Physical Education / Potions
Tuesday - Transfiguration
\"This year we are doing something different with the testing. Each year will test together,\" the Professor informed the class. \"However, the tests from each Professor will differ. Each test will be approximately four hours, allowing for both written and practical applications for those classes that require such. Once you have finished testing, you will be allowed to leave, however, you must report either to the Great Hall, Library, or back to your dorms to avoid any interruptions for those students who are still testing,\" the Professor stated. \"If any students are found wandering about, they will lose credit for the test.\"
\"Testing times will be from 8 to 12, a break for lunch, and the afternoon testing will be from 1:30 to 4:30. Dinner will be at its usual time of 6:00. Your individual Professors may or may not be the ones in the testing areas with you, so please make sure you are on your best behavior during each testing phase. Review sheets will be distributed in each of your classes today, and testing will begin next Monday, one week from today. Testing locations will be announced later this week,\" Professor Smith informed the class.
Harry picked up his quill and marked his specific classes and was pleased with the results.
Monday - Ancient Runes (AM)
Tuesday - Astronomy (AM)
Wednesday - Charms / DADA
Thursday – free
Friday - Muggle Studies (PM)
Monday - Physical Education (AM)
Tuesday - Transfiguration (AM)
The only full day he would be testing was Wednesday and the rest were half-days, which gave him extra study time, as well as one free day on Thursday after his double-test day to recuperate.
After a quick glance, he marked Draco’s subjects.
Monday - Ancient Runes / Arithmancy
Tuesday – free
Wednesday - DADA (PM)
Thursday – free
Friday - Muggle Studies (PM)
Monday - Physical Education / Potions
Tuesday - Transfiguration (AM)
How in the bloody hell did he manage two days free? Harry thought as he looked at the list. Lucky git. But then again, Draco did have two full days of testing where as Harry only had one. After another round of marking, Harry smiled. They would be testing together for five of their seven classes and both had Tuesday afternoon off, as well as all day Thursday and Friday morning. Plenty of time to study for the tests that followed.
In another classroom, Draco had done the same thing with his list; however, he had other things planned for their mutual downtime. He was especially looking forward to their full day off and had made a mental list of the things they could find to do, providing their roommates weren’t around. And even if they were, he would just lock them out of one of the rooms. They could go study in the Great Hall or Library if they needed to.
* * * * *
Draco found Harry in his usual ‘thinking spot’ on the porch, the wicker couch with the red, blue and green plaid cushions; the same couch where he found the raven-haired wizard the night that things changed between them. As per his usual habit, Harry had the entire area littered with textbooks and various pieces of parchment.
Harry paused from his studying long enough to ascertain who had just joined him and then his focus shifted back to his work. The reviews weren’t all that difficult, but for Harry, it took every ounce of his concentration to work through them. There were times that he wished he was the kind of student like Draco or Hermione, who could cruise through their studies and still absorb everything; but he wasn\'t that type; rather, he was the type who had to lend all his attention to the books in front of him in order to do well. And having your sexy-as-hell boyfriend standing two feet from you didn’t help matters.
\"Did you need something, Draco?\" he asked as he continued to make notes on his Ancient Runes review.
\"Don’t I always?\" the blonde teased as he slid his hands into the front pockets of his jeans, bouncing on the balls of his feet in an attempt to thwart the cold that was wrapping around him.
Emerald eyes peered over the rim of his wire-framed glasses, giving his boyfriend a look that said ‘I don’t have time for your games’. Or at least that’s what he was going for. Of course, Draco totally ignored it and pulled up a chair.
\"I just came to see if you might want some help. And before you go get all Gryffindor on me, I’m not offering because I think you’re a poor student, I have my own selfish reasons for wanting to help,\" he said with a grin.
\"Why do I get the feeling that sex is somehow involved in all of this?\" Harry asked, one dark eyebrow lifting.
\"You know me so well,\" Draco teased. \"Okay, fine. Here it is. I wanted to help you tonight because I need to get laid.\"
The other eyebrow met its mate at Harry’s hairline. \"You need to get laid?\"
\"Yes, you know, tests, mid-terms, stressful situations?\" Draco said as he became very animated with the conversation, his hands talking for him. \"Getting laid is a great way to relieve the stress. That way I can get a good night’s sleep and be fresh for tomorrow.\"
\"So you’re expecting me to perform some kind of stud-service so you can do well on your tests tomorrow?\" Harry asked, a bit baffled over their conversation.
Draco laughed. \"Yes, well, I wouldn’t be the ONLY one enjoying the benefits, you know. It would help you just as well.\"
Harry dropped his quill and leaned back into the couch, his emerald eyes meeting silver. \"And what have you done in the past while we were at Hogwarts and it was time for end-of-term exams? Don’t tell me you just picked some random person and shagged them.\"
Draco didn’t answer, but the expression on his face spoke volumes. His lips quirked up at one corner and his eyes narrowed.
\"Why does it not surprise me?\" Harry asked.
\"It wasn’t EVERY test, just the first one,\" Draco said in defense of his actions.
\"Oh, well, then I guess it’s okay since it was just the first one,\" Harry said, still not believing he was having this conversation with his boyfriend.
Draco looked hopeful. \"So you’ll do it? You’ll let me help you and then you’ll help me?\"
Harry picked up his quill and went back to work. \"No.\"
\"No to which?\" the blonde asked.
\"No to both,\" Harry said angrily. \"I can’t believe you have the nerve to come and ask me that, Draco. What we do in that capacity is for both of us, when we both want it. Not because we have a test we have to get through or out of some twisted obligation for helping someone study.\"
Draco was floored. Harry had never told him no before. Well, he had, but Draco always managed to change his mind for him. Maybe that’s what it would take here. Slytherin tactics were needed in this situation.
\"Harry?\" Draco nicely asked.
\"What?\" came the short reply as Harry was back to working on his review.
\"What would it take, love?\" he asked as he slid from the chair onto his knees, his voice silky smooth. \"Want me to beg? I’m already on my knees. Please Harry?\" he said softly as he slowly moved to where Harry was sitting on the couch. \"Please do this one thing for me and I’ll never mention it again.\"
\"No Draco.\"
The blonde slid his hands under the book that was settled on Harry’s lap and slid them up Harry’s thighs. \"Harry, it’s not just for me. You’ll enjoy it too,\" he cooed. \"You know you want to give in.\"
\"Draco,\" Harry said by way of a warning.
Draco sighed. He had one last chance and knew without a doubt that this would do the trick. He slid between Harry’s legs and leaned over the book, his silver eyes catching emerald ones. \"Fuck - Me - Harry,\" he whispered.
Harry’s quill ceased its movements and he looked up at the blonde, his emerald eyes full of hurt. He could not believe that Draco just used that on him. Those words meant something special to them both and now Draco’s out-of-control libido had reduced them to nothing. His heart was beating furiously in his chest as hurt turned to anger. Harry’s eyes narrowed as he stared as his lover.
\"Get away from me, Draco,\" Harry said as he pushed Draco back and began gathering his things.
\"Where are you going?\" the blonde asked, worry etched in his features.
\"I’m leaving. What does it look like?\" Harry informed his boyfriend.
\"Why?\" came the question.
Green eyes flash at Draco. \"I don’t want to say something that I’ll end up regretting later.\"
Draco realized then that he had just messed up in a major way. He slowly rose to his feet and placed a hand on Harry’s arm. \"Harry, look, I’m sorry,\" he started, only to have his hand brushed off.
\"Leave me alone, Draco,\" Harry said as he stuffed everything in his book bag, not caring that it was all out of order. He’d straighten it out when he got back to his room. Right now he just wanted away from his boyfriend. \"You might have had others that were willing to do that for you, but what I had assumed meant something to us must not mean a bloody thing to you if you’re wanting to use it as payment for something,\" he said as he left an open-mouthed Draco standing alone on the cold porch.
* * * * *
Harry walked into his thankfully empty room and threw, not tossed, but threw his bag across the room. \"FUCK!\" he yelled into the silence that greeted him and then collapsed onto his bed, his head in his hands. What in the bloody hell had gotten into his boyfriend? Was he purposely trying to kill what they had together? Because if he was, this was one sure way to go about it.
He might have expected Malfoy to pull something like this, but Draco? He had hoped that Draco was different than Malfoy, but it appeared that he was wrong. Merlin, what else had he been wrong about?
\"Enough Harry,\" the brunette thought to himself. \"You didn’t do anything wrong. He’s the one who wanted to use sex as payment for something. He’s the one who is wrong. But then why do I feel so miserable?\"
He lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling until he felt the walls closing in. After picking up his book bag from where it landed on the floor, he took a seat at his desk and straightened the papers that were amiss. Fully intending to study a bit more, his eyes landed on the snow globe that he and Draco had used as their port-key. Slowly, he picked it up and turned it upside down, which was exactly how he felt right about now. Draco had turned his life, hell, his world upside down and how he wasn’t sure how to right it again. Too bad it wasn’t as easy as just setting it upright like he could do with the globe. He watched as the faux snowflakes swirled around Hogwarts castle, just as unanswered questions swirled inside his head.
A hand on his shoulder startled him.
\"Feel like talking about it?\" Chad asked as he took in the dejected young man sitting in front of him.
\"Not really, but thanks just the same,\" Harry answered, his eyes never leaving the trinket sitting on the desk.
The other wizard sighed. \"Okay. You know I’m here for you,\" he said as he left Harry to his thoughts. \"But for what it’s worth, he’s pretty upset about whatever happened too,\" Chad added before grabbing his books and going into Allen’s room.
Harry pushed the snow globe aside and attempted to get a bit of studying in before bed. Merlin knew he needed it, but instead of his focus being on Ancient Runes and his upcoming test, he found it centered on a certain blonde Slytherin. After a good half-hour of fighting with himself, he faced the inevitable and put away his studies. He dressed for bed, praying to Merlin that he would get at least a few hours of sleep.
* * * * *
Draco’s night wasn’t much better.
After Harry left him on the porch, he sat down wearily and thought about how much of an arse he had been. He had been so certain that Harry would go along with his plan that it never occurred to him that Harry would say no, which was precisely what had happened. Now he had no idea what to do. He wasn’t used to being denied anything he wanted and to have his lover do that exact thing made it ten times worse.
As Draco looked out over the snow-covered lawn, he remembered the hurt he had seen in Harry’s eyes when Draco had asked that last time, when he used the words that Harry had said would get him every time. In the space of a few heartbeats, Draco had used those words as a weapon, and not only was Harry hurt by his actions, but Draco was feeling the pain now as well. He welcomed the cold winter wind that slashed at his pale features as if it were somehow connected to Harry’s emotions, lashing out at him in anger and hurt.
He had tried to apologize for his actions, but Harry had shrugged him off as if he were nothing and kept walking. Draco had held his tongue when what he really wanted was to beg and plead for Harry to forgive him for being a stupid bloody wanker. He always wondered when his cock would get him into trouble and had honestly thought he had skated by that particular pitfall, but apparently he was wrong.
Draco tried to think of how Malfoy might have handled the situation. He was almost positive that he would have pulled his wand on Harry and cast a few nasty curses because he had been denied something he assumed was his for the taking. But he was not Malfoy and wasn’t about to use force to take what he wanted, what he felt he needed at the time. Now he wasn’t sure what he needed. A sound thrashing sounded good, but Harry was the only one who ever gave Draco a good fight and right now he really didn’t want to fight Harry. He wanted to throw himself at his boyfriend\'s feet and beg for forgiveness.
When the cold became too much, he made his way back to his room and paused in front of the door that separated the two of them. He wanted to talk to Harry, to try and make things right, but figured that he would have only made things worse. They both needed time to work through their own feelings before trying to work through it together.
As Draco slid into bed later that night, he hugged his pillow to his chest and inhaled deeply. Oranges and spice. His Harry. His gaze slid to the door that separated their two rooms and wished he had a time turner so he could go back and make things right between them again. As he closed is eyes, an image of Harry floated through his mind.
\"I’m sorry, Harry,\" Draco whispered into the pillow. \"Merlin, you don’t know how sorry I am for this.\"
TBC
By: Gwen
Rating: NC17 overall
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warning: AU/Slash/Drama/Angst/Romance
Betas: Tracy & Dorothy
Feedback: Much appreciated
Disclaimer: The \"boys\" belong to JKR. I just borrow them on occasion. No money is being made from this little adventure.
Summary: Interesting things can happen when you\'re away from everyone and everything you know.
Chapter 26 - Mid-Term Madness
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Harry was dreading the upcoming mid-terms but quickly changed his mind as he looked at the exam schedule that had been passed out during his Astronomy class and listened as the Professor explained the new testing agenda.
Monday - Ancient Runes / Arithmancy
Tuesday - Astronomy / Care of Magical Creatures
Wednesday - Charms / DADA
Thursday - Divination / Herbology
Friday - History of Magic / Muggle Studies
Monday - Physical Education / Potions
Tuesday - Transfiguration
\"This year we are doing something different with the testing. Each year will test together,\" the Professor informed the class. \"However, the tests from each Professor will differ. Each test will be approximately four hours, allowing for both written and practical applications for those classes that require such. Once you have finished testing, you will be allowed to leave, however, you must report either to the Great Hall, Library, or back to your dorms to avoid any interruptions for those students who are still testing,\" the Professor stated. \"If any students are found wandering about, they will lose credit for the test.\"
\"Testing times will be from 8 to 12, a break for lunch, and the afternoon testing will be from 1:30 to 4:30. Dinner will be at its usual time of 6:00. Your individual Professors may or may not be the ones in the testing areas with you, so please make sure you are on your best behavior during each testing phase. Review sheets will be distributed in each of your classes today, and testing will begin next Monday, one week from today. Testing locations will be announced later this week,\" Professor Smith informed the class.
Harry picked up his quill and marked his specific classes and was pleased with the results.
Monday - Ancient Runes (AM)
Tuesday - Astronomy (AM)
Wednesday - Charms / DADA
Thursday – free
Friday - Muggle Studies (PM)
Monday - Physical Education (AM)
Tuesday - Transfiguration (AM)
The only full day he would be testing was Wednesday and the rest were half-days, which gave him extra study time, as well as one free day on Thursday after his double-test day to recuperate.
After a quick glance, he marked Draco’s subjects.
Monday - Ancient Runes / Arithmancy
Tuesday – free
Wednesday - DADA (PM)
Thursday – free
Friday - Muggle Studies (PM)
Monday - Physical Education / Potions
Tuesday - Transfiguration (AM)
How in the bloody hell did he manage two days free? Harry thought as he looked at the list. Lucky git. But then again, Draco did have two full days of testing where as Harry only had one. After another round of marking, Harry smiled. They would be testing together for five of their seven classes and both had Tuesday afternoon off, as well as all day Thursday and Friday morning. Plenty of time to study for the tests that followed.
In another classroom, Draco had done the same thing with his list; however, he had other things planned for their mutual downtime. He was especially looking forward to their full day off and had made a mental list of the things they could find to do, providing their roommates weren’t around. And even if they were, he would just lock them out of one of the rooms. They could go study in the Great Hall or Library if they needed to.
* * * * *
Draco found Harry in his usual ‘thinking spot’ on the porch, the wicker couch with the red, blue and green plaid cushions; the same couch where he found the raven-haired wizard the night that things changed between them. As per his usual habit, Harry had the entire area littered with textbooks and various pieces of parchment.
Harry paused from his studying long enough to ascertain who had just joined him and then his focus shifted back to his work. The reviews weren’t all that difficult, but for Harry, it took every ounce of his concentration to work through them. There were times that he wished he was the kind of student like Draco or Hermione, who could cruise through their studies and still absorb everything; but he wasn\'t that type; rather, he was the type who had to lend all his attention to the books in front of him in order to do well. And having your sexy-as-hell boyfriend standing two feet from you didn’t help matters.
\"Did you need something, Draco?\" he asked as he continued to make notes on his Ancient Runes review.
\"Don’t I always?\" the blonde teased as he slid his hands into the front pockets of his jeans, bouncing on the balls of his feet in an attempt to thwart the cold that was wrapping around him.
Emerald eyes peered over the rim of his wire-framed glasses, giving his boyfriend a look that said ‘I don’t have time for your games’. Or at least that’s what he was going for. Of course, Draco totally ignored it and pulled up a chair.
\"I just came to see if you might want some help. And before you go get all Gryffindor on me, I’m not offering because I think you’re a poor student, I have my own selfish reasons for wanting to help,\" he said with a grin.
\"Why do I get the feeling that sex is somehow involved in all of this?\" Harry asked, one dark eyebrow lifting.
\"You know me so well,\" Draco teased. \"Okay, fine. Here it is. I wanted to help you tonight because I need to get laid.\"
The other eyebrow met its mate at Harry’s hairline. \"You need to get laid?\"
\"Yes, you know, tests, mid-terms, stressful situations?\" Draco said as he became very animated with the conversation, his hands talking for him. \"Getting laid is a great way to relieve the stress. That way I can get a good night’s sleep and be fresh for tomorrow.\"
\"So you’re expecting me to perform some kind of stud-service so you can do well on your tests tomorrow?\" Harry asked, a bit baffled over their conversation.
Draco laughed. \"Yes, well, I wouldn’t be the ONLY one enjoying the benefits, you know. It would help you just as well.\"
Harry dropped his quill and leaned back into the couch, his emerald eyes meeting silver. \"And what have you done in the past while we were at Hogwarts and it was time for end-of-term exams? Don’t tell me you just picked some random person and shagged them.\"
Draco didn’t answer, but the expression on his face spoke volumes. His lips quirked up at one corner and his eyes narrowed.
\"Why does it not surprise me?\" Harry asked.
\"It wasn’t EVERY test, just the first one,\" Draco said in defense of his actions.
\"Oh, well, then I guess it’s okay since it was just the first one,\" Harry said, still not believing he was having this conversation with his boyfriend.
Draco looked hopeful. \"So you’ll do it? You’ll let me help you and then you’ll help me?\"
Harry picked up his quill and went back to work. \"No.\"
\"No to which?\" the blonde asked.
\"No to both,\" Harry said angrily. \"I can’t believe you have the nerve to come and ask me that, Draco. What we do in that capacity is for both of us, when we both want it. Not because we have a test we have to get through or out of some twisted obligation for helping someone study.\"
Draco was floored. Harry had never told him no before. Well, he had, but Draco always managed to change his mind for him. Maybe that’s what it would take here. Slytherin tactics were needed in this situation.
\"Harry?\" Draco nicely asked.
\"What?\" came the short reply as Harry was back to working on his review.
\"What would it take, love?\" he asked as he slid from the chair onto his knees, his voice silky smooth. \"Want me to beg? I’m already on my knees. Please Harry?\" he said softly as he slowly moved to where Harry was sitting on the couch. \"Please do this one thing for me and I’ll never mention it again.\"
\"No Draco.\"
The blonde slid his hands under the book that was settled on Harry’s lap and slid them up Harry’s thighs. \"Harry, it’s not just for me. You’ll enjoy it too,\" he cooed. \"You know you want to give in.\"
\"Draco,\" Harry said by way of a warning.
Draco sighed. He had one last chance and knew without a doubt that this would do the trick. He slid between Harry’s legs and leaned over the book, his silver eyes catching emerald ones. \"Fuck - Me - Harry,\" he whispered.
Harry’s quill ceased its movements and he looked up at the blonde, his emerald eyes full of hurt. He could not believe that Draco just used that on him. Those words meant something special to them both and now Draco’s out-of-control libido had reduced them to nothing. His heart was beating furiously in his chest as hurt turned to anger. Harry’s eyes narrowed as he stared as his lover.
\"Get away from me, Draco,\" Harry said as he pushed Draco back and began gathering his things.
\"Where are you going?\" the blonde asked, worry etched in his features.
\"I’m leaving. What does it look like?\" Harry informed his boyfriend.
\"Why?\" came the question.
Green eyes flash at Draco. \"I don’t want to say something that I’ll end up regretting later.\"
Draco realized then that he had just messed up in a major way. He slowly rose to his feet and placed a hand on Harry’s arm. \"Harry, look, I’m sorry,\" he started, only to have his hand brushed off.
\"Leave me alone, Draco,\" Harry said as he stuffed everything in his book bag, not caring that it was all out of order. He’d straighten it out when he got back to his room. Right now he just wanted away from his boyfriend. \"You might have had others that were willing to do that for you, but what I had assumed meant something to us must not mean a bloody thing to you if you’re wanting to use it as payment for something,\" he said as he left an open-mouthed Draco standing alone on the cold porch.
* * * * *
Harry walked into his thankfully empty room and threw, not tossed, but threw his bag across the room. \"FUCK!\" he yelled into the silence that greeted him and then collapsed onto his bed, his head in his hands. What in the bloody hell had gotten into his boyfriend? Was he purposely trying to kill what they had together? Because if he was, this was one sure way to go about it.
He might have expected Malfoy to pull something like this, but Draco? He had hoped that Draco was different than Malfoy, but it appeared that he was wrong. Merlin, what else had he been wrong about?
\"Enough Harry,\" the brunette thought to himself. \"You didn’t do anything wrong. He’s the one who wanted to use sex as payment for something. He’s the one who is wrong. But then why do I feel so miserable?\"
He lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling until he felt the walls closing in. After picking up his book bag from where it landed on the floor, he took a seat at his desk and straightened the papers that were amiss. Fully intending to study a bit more, his eyes landed on the snow globe that he and Draco had used as their port-key. Slowly, he picked it up and turned it upside down, which was exactly how he felt right about now. Draco had turned his life, hell, his world upside down and how he wasn’t sure how to right it again. Too bad it wasn’t as easy as just setting it upright like he could do with the globe. He watched as the faux snowflakes swirled around Hogwarts castle, just as unanswered questions swirled inside his head.
A hand on his shoulder startled him.
\"Feel like talking about it?\" Chad asked as he took in the dejected young man sitting in front of him.
\"Not really, but thanks just the same,\" Harry answered, his eyes never leaving the trinket sitting on the desk.
The other wizard sighed. \"Okay. You know I’m here for you,\" he said as he left Harry to his thoughts. \"But for what it’s worth, he’s pretty upset about whatever happened too,\" Chad added before grabbing his books and going into Allen’s room.
Harry pushed the snow globe aside and attempted to get a bit of studying in before bed. Merlin knew he needed it, but instead of his focus being on Ancient Runes and his upcoming test, he found it centered on a certain blonde Slytherin. After a good half-hour of fighting with himself, he faced the inevitable and put away his studies. He dressed for bed, praying to Merlin that he would get at least a few hours of sleep.
* * * * *
Draco’s night wasn’t much better.
After Harry left him on the porch, he sat down wearily and thought about how much of an arse he had been. He had been so certain that Harry would go along with his plan that it never occurred to him that Harry would say no, which was precisely what had happened. Now he had no idea what to do. He wasn’t used to being denied anything he wanted and to have his lover do that exact thing made it ten times worse.
As Draco looked out over the snow-covered lawn, he remembered the hurt he had seen in Harry’s eyes when Draco had asked that last time, when he used the words that Harry had said would get him every time. In the space of a few heartbeats, Draco had used those words as a weapon, and not only was Harry hurt by his actions, but Draco was feeling the pain now as well. He welcomed the cold winter wind that slashed at his pale features as if it were somehow connected to Harry’s emotions, lashing out at him in anger and hurt.
He had tried to apologize for his actions, but Harry had shrugged him off as if he were nothing and kept walking. Draco had held his tongue when what he really wanted was to beg and plead for Harry to forgive him for being a stupid bloody wanker. He always wondered when his cock would get him into trouble and had honestly thought he had skated by that particular pitfall, but apparently he was wrong.
Draco tried to think of how Malfoy might have handled the situation. He was almost positive that he would have pulled his wand on Harry and cast a few nasty curses because he had been denied something he assumed was his for the taking. But he was not Malfoy and wasn’t about to use force to take what he wanted, what he felt he needed at the time. Now he wasn’t sure what he needed. A sound thrashing sounded good, but Harry was the only one who ever gave Draco a good fight and right now he really didn’t want to fight Harry. He wanted to throw himself at his boyfriend\'s feet and beg for forgiveness.
When the cold became too much, he made his way back to his room and paused in front of the door that separated the two of them. He wanted to talk to Harry, to try and make things right, but figured that he would have only made things worse. They both needed time to work through their own feelings before trying to work through it together.
As Draco slid into bed later that night, he hugged his pillow to his chest and inhaled deeply. Oranges and spice. His Harry. His gaze slid to the door that separated their two rooms and wished he had a time turner so he could go back and make things right between them again. As he closed is eyes, an image of Harry floated through his mind.
\"I’m sorry, Harry,\" Draco whispered into the pillow. \"Merlin, you don’t know how sorry I am for this.\"
TBC