Who are you?

It was orignialy going to be called: When it comes to you I want everything however I changed the story a little bit so the title didn't really fit so i changed that to. Enjoy and review. xxx

Chapter one Invisible stranger.

When Harry looked into Draco's eyes he saw pure emotion and nothing but, at first he saw only loathing but as time past his eyes softened and he saw confusion, sometimes even admiration.

As they entered their seventh and final year at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry Harry could no longer read Draco's molten silver eyes like a book for he had stopped looking his way.

Both had matured incredibly over the seven years of their wizarding education so much so that not a single glare or insult was exchanged between the two.

They had almost become civil to one another when they crossed paths however this wasn't saying much as they hardly ever confronted each other any more. The age old fighting between Gryffindor and Slytherin had become non-existent as the bickering between Harry and Draco faded, it was as if they were some how connected.

It was late one Wednesday evening, Harry had decided to take a walk round the castle to clear his mind and relax, he had of course worn his invisibility cloak however these only conceal your presence if you watch where you're going, something Harry was not doing.

This was how he came to collide with another student's body, this sent them both sprawling to the ground, Harry still covered with the cloak.

The other teenage boy looked around him completely befuddled and starting to panic when he could find no logical reason to explain what had just happened. Harry looked up and was horrified to see whom he had knocked into. It was a 6ft tall, muscular bodied, blonde ice prince of Slytherin himself.

Hurriedly Harry got up and completely forgetting that his father's old invisibility cloak still covered him he aided Draco in getting to his feet.

"Who are you?" Draco demanded once they had both righted themselves, his tone was harsh and made Harry remember about the cloak however now he was reluctant to take it off.

"Maybe it's for the best that you don't know." Then taking a chance and doing something that he had wanted to do for over a year he leaned forward and placed a soft, sweet kiss upon the unsuspecting Draco's lips.

When they parted the blonde seemed to startled to speak however the sound of the swishing cloak announcing Harry's departure caused his brain to kick back into action.

"Wait." He called out. "You can't just kiss me like that and expect me to just allow you to leave."

"You can't exactly prevent it."

"When can I see you again?"

"Again? You can't exactly see me now."

"You know what I mean."

"You don't even know who I am."

"Then show me."

"Your judging me on one kiss what if I' someone…you dislike."

"It's a good thing that I don't dislike anyone then isn't it, please tell me who you are, if your anything as lovely as that kiss…"

"I don't think you'll be able to cope if you know who I am, how about the Halloween masquerade ball at midnight, the centre of the dance floor."

"Alright but the ball is two whole days away, could you erm…kiss me again."

Harry once again closed the difference between them however their lips soon parted and tongues collided together through the small gap in the invisibility cloak. It was Harry to finally break the kiss and he had made himself entirely invisible again by the time Draco opened his eyes.

"Sorry but I have to go now."

"Can't you give me a hint to who you are?" Draco said as he heard retreating footsteps.

"I am someone you apparently have a crush on Draco Lucius Malfoy."

"Obviously, but I meant a hint to who you are."

"I think that's your job to figure out.2

"What am I meant to do? Go around kissing every male until I find you."

"If you consider that a constructive way of going about finding out who I am."

"Ok then answer me one thing."


"Are you in my year?"

"Yes, but now I really have to go."

Harry rounded the corner and set off at a run in the direction of Gryffindor tower leaving a confused Draco to ponder his mystery man.

When Draco finally returned to the Slytherin dungeons he collapsed into his favourite armchair by the fire and sighed.

"I just met the perfect man." He told pansy who was sat on the hearth rug at his feet.

"Really Draco, who is it?" She asked looking up at him.

"I have no idea but he is the most amazing kisser."

"How comes you don't know who he is then?" Blaise asked leaning on the arm of Draco's chair.

"He had a charm or something on him so he wouldn't get caught sneaking around the castle. I have to find out who he is."

"So have you arranged to see him again?"

"Seeing him again would require me seeing him a first time, something I am yet to have the pleasure of doing, and yes I have."


"The masquerade ball. But he'll have a mask on so I still won't know who he is."

"You're really hooked on this guy aren't you; I've never seen you like this before."

"I can't stop thinking about him, it's driving me insane and we've only shared a single kiss."

Harry as soon as he had returned to Gryffindor tower he had gone upstairs to his dormitory and collapsed onto his bed smiling like a Cheshire cat.

He had kissed Draco Malfoy…twice. Of all the things he thought could happen when he woke up this morning, this had not been one of them.

He had had a small crush on Draco ever since he had set eyes upon him at the start of he school year on platform 9 ¾, Harry smiled to himself and didn't stop until he had fallen asleep.

He knew that the fantasy they had become apart of tonight would one day shatter and that possibly Draco would hate him when he found out but it didn't mean that he couldn't have fun while it lasted. He was living a lie and yet it was better than never knowing the touch of the one he craved.