Chapter 8

After class they had to part again, so Draco walked Harry to his next class.

Made sure no one was around, and he took Harry's hand and gave him a long lingering kiss.

Then Draco left, Harry was standing outside his class room wanting more.

All of a sudden he felt someone pump into him. It was Nevil.

"I'm sorry Harry I didn't see you there," Nevil said helping Harry up.

"It's ok. It was my fault I wasn't paying attention." Said Harry

"What are you looking at?" asked Nevil noticing Harry was looking down the hall, and looking the same way.

"Nothing nothing. Umm let's go in the class room." Harry said breaking the trance Draco put on him.

When they walk in they noticed class had already started.

"Nice of you two to join us. Come take a seat." Professer McGonagall said with a sigh.

Nevil goes and sits down in the front of the classroom taking up the second to last chair, so Harry had no choice but to sit in the back.

When Harry sat down he noticed something in his hand.

When he looked in his hand it was a peice of parchment folded up, and it had something written on it.

It had the words "Open me." on it.

So of course he opened it, and as he read his heart lifted higher and higher.

It read.

Harry Potter, when I see you it makes my day. When we kiss, it makes my spirits soar. When we are together, every moment is as treasured as the last. No matter what you are always on my mind. I will always be with you, through thick and thin. No one can compare to you, with "anything." I would kill for you if I had to. I love you always and forever, Draco.

After reading the note he was just given, Draco was all he could think about.

Harry had the sudden urge to write back, so he took out a piece of parchment, his best quill, and started doing so.

Then he noticed everyone else was taking out there quills, and pieces of parchment also.

He stopped wondering what the others were doing, then he noticed they were taking notes.

Harry redipped his quill and started to pay attention to proffesser McGonagall.

As hard as he tried to pay attention, his mind kept converting to Draco and that letter.

The bell finally went off after an hour and a half, and Harry went to go look for his lover.