Hello! This is my first fic, so please be kind. Or at least try to be anyway...

I need some help figuring out whether or not this should just be a OneShot or a couple of chapters or something. Maybe there should be a continuation? Please let me know what you think. For now, it's a OneShot. If there IS a continuation, it will definitely be rated M, so BEWARE...

Co-written with Hushabye, who is amazing! :)

Harry licked his lips. All he wanted was him. No one else. Not even air mattered anymore. If he could just be with him, he wouldn't care about oxygen disappearing and the lack of atmosphere. Harry's longing for his lover was almost too intense for him to take.

Glancing in the mirror, Harry frowned. His face was pale from sleep deprivation and loss of appetite. He needed the outside world... and possibly a glass of butter beer. He splashed cold water on his face to wash away the dried tears. The taste of salt was unbearable.

Harry wondered what Draco was doing right now.