Chapter 8"Oh…my…god…"

Harry just stood there; stunned… he was still holding the rose bud. Clenching it tightly that made his palm bleed as the thorns pierced his flesh.

He walked slowly forward, followed by crunching noises as he walked across the sea of roses. He stopped beside the bed, staring at the small romance paradise.

He held out his right hand, caressing the silken sheets as his blood blended with it's crimson…

Then suddenly, a flash image of one pair of blood red eyes shot through for a moment, making his head pang of sudden pain. "Ouch…" he moaned, cursing.

He headed towards his desk drawer to take some of the medicine potion Madame Pomfrey gave him in case of anymore head aches, and suddenly stopped as he spotted a single black rose resting on top of his desk drawer.

He hadn't seen it earlier, probably the fact that he was to preoccupied gawking at the whole bundle of red one's to even notice.

He went towards it, and noticed that there was a peach colored tag attached to it with a golden ribbon.

He picked up the olive rose and looked at the tag.

There, in golden letterings were written in two little words:

"Be mine…"

At the bottom of it craved one single letter…

'V'

He suddenly felt cold inside.

This was not the feeling he had when he last received the poem, not that kind of fuzzy feeling he felt as thought you were in heaven, in the arms of a lover…

He felt cold…

Uncomfortable…

He felt like hell…

And one things for sure…

This wasn't from the Lily man.

A yawn.

"Man I'm sleepy, I think I'll go to bed," Ron said in exhaust as he rubbed his eyes, stretching his free hand as he got up," See you tomorrow, 'Mione." He waved towards the girl reading as he headed up the stairs towards the boy's dormitory.

"Hey, wait up Ron! I think I also better hit the sack, I feel like hell!" said Dean Thomas as he joined the red head, followed suite by Seamus Finnengan and Neville Longbottom who proclaimed to check the boy's dormitory for he had once again lost his precious toad Trevor.

They strutted up the stairs while chattering happily.

As they reached the door, Ron, who was in front twisted the doorknob and pushed it open.

Their eyes went wide.

There, in the middle of the room stood Harry.

Surrounded with a sea of red roses that were scattered by the floor, blending with the crimson Quidditch robe, which he was still wearing.

What held from his bloodied hand was a single black rose, it's dark leaf stained with a bit of his blood.

Harry looks like he still hadn't noticed them come in for his face shows no impression, staring at what he held with misted eyes.

Ron, thinking that he knows where they had come from had went:

"Woe…"

Harry, awaken from a trance sharply tilted his head up, staring at the four Gryffindors whose eyes were bulged as thought they were about to drop out from it's sockets.

"Oh! Ron, guys…" he blinked as thought he had just seen them. "What happened here?" Dean asked, amazed as he scanned the room.

Harry just shrugged.

"Wow, you sure do have one crazy admirer." Seamus said in amusement, taking one bundle of roses. "What are you suppose to do with these?" he asked; gesturing at the bundle he was holding. Harry yet again shrugged.

"Hey, could I have some of these?"

"Do as you wish…" Harry said half-heartedly.

"Great!" Seamus exclaimed, going over towards Dean. "For you…" He said, giving the bundle to his lover.

"Cheapskate…" He muttered under his breath, punching the other lightly by the shoulder as Seamus grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his head.

Everybody laughed, well, except for Harry who had just only chuckled.

Ron turned around to look at his friend, and saw the state of his palms did he remembered that they were still bleeding. He went over towards him, taking his hand as he examined them; a look of concern plastered from his face. "What happened to your hand, Harry?" he asked.

"Nothing… I just got a good grip on a rose and got cut." he said.

"I think you'd better go to the infirmary, Madam Pomfrey could handle everything!" Neville cut in as he scanned the flooded room, looking for a sign of his toad's whereabouts. Ron nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I think I will…" Harry agreed, looking at his palm.

"Well, looks like you'll be sleeping in a five star luxury for the night!" Ron said grinning as he eyed the expensive silk sheets from Harry's bed.

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Whatever Ron…"

"What the hell are you talking about Weasely?" Malfoy raised an eyebrow as he looked at the blabbering red head in annoyance.

They were in a deserted classroom, no classes for today was Saturday.

Malfoy was having a great morning, enjoying his morning breakfast, until a sudden red head showed up and have to ruin everything.

He was dragged into a nearby empty classroom, and then came the none-stop annoying chattering from the weasel's mouth. And what's worse, He didn't know what the bloody hell he was talking about!

What a great hell of a morning…

"…Man! The whole room was flooded with roses! I mean… that was brilliant! Why didn't you tell us!? How did you enter the dormitory without getting caught!? Where did you get the password!? What did you—"

"Enough!" Malfoy shouted in irritation.

Ron shut up.

"First, I don't know what the bloody hell you were talking about…Second, What's with the roses!?" He frowned, crossing his arms against his chest.

Ron blink, looking at him in confusion, "You mean, you don't know?" he asked, pointing at him.

"No Weasley, I don't know…"

"Then… who sent those to Harry?" he said, looking really clueless now.

"What!? You mean they were for Harry!?" Draco asked in shock.

"Well, yeah. I mean there were roses scattered everywhere, including the bed and his desk drawer. And then his bed sheets were replaced with quite expensive silk, so I thought they were from you… Oh yeah! He was holding a black rose, weird actually, and then there was this tag with a 'be mine' written from it." Ron finished, looking at Malfoy.

Draco was wearing a scowl on his face, his face beet red from anger.

He stomped out of the room, muttering, " I think I know exactly who send it…"

Ron never left his place, a clueless impression on his face as his gaze followed the fuming Slytherin.

It was cold…

Nobody was around…

Harry stood there in the middle of the darkness…

Clad in thin layers of ivory robes…

The floor was scattered with crimson petals…

Blending with the spattered blood…

It was dull…

The scent of fresh murder…

Crystalline tears were shed with no reason…

Harry walked forward…

His bare feet getting soaked with blood…

He yet to know where he was going…

For may be as to look for his light…?

And then sudden warmth envelops his coldness…

The scent of lilies overflowing from the smell of rotten corpse,

For he has yet again met his comfort…

His light…

His guardian…

Or maybe then…

His love…?

He walked over towards the awaiting figure…

Only to be met by warm lips against his own…

Full of passion…

Love and care…

For then Harry had drown from his tenderness…

His light gathering him in a tender embrace as their kiss deepen…

Yet there was something that forced him to stop…

For then he tasted blood from the other's lips…

He broke the lip-lock…

And horror spread over his emotion…

A knife was stabbed from his guardian's back…

As a dark figure behind him cackled…

His laugh was demonic…

Cold…

Harry was suddenly blind with pain from his scar…

Burning…

He forced to open his eyes…

And saw the falling figure of the man with silver orbs…

Before he closed his eyes…

He spoke into a familiar yet unrecognizable voice…

"I love you…"

He sharply opened his eyes, yet he didn't bother to sit up.

Beads of sweat were trailing down the side of his face, he was panting, as thought he had just came over from a marathon. He looked over from the window, and saw that it was still dark. Maybe still around two in the morning.

He turned to the side, clutching the silken sheets tightly.

They had managed to clean the entire place, the roses being piled up in a corner.

As he steadied his breathing, he thought about his guardian…

Something about that voice was quite familiar, yet he couldn't recall when he had heard them…

He raised his hand, resting it on his lower lips as he recalled the kiss they had shared.

"Who are you…?" he whispered.

TBC

Ok! I updated this as fast as I can! Hope you liked it! *sigh* Vacation's almost over here in the Philippines so I'll be using the PC only every weekends… *sigh* DAMN I HATE RULES!

Why do I get the feeling that Axiela isn't reviewing anymore? But I still hope your reading this fic, also Bad-ass Cinderella.

Err…. Anyways, here are my replies; I didn't bother to count 'cause I don't want to.

Jade Maxwell: Err… unfortunately… no. Originally, I was planning that the roses came from Draco, but roses really remind me of Tom and he really looks good with it that I can't resist! Gomen! But I hope you like this chap!

Raya: Your welcome!

Crstal*Fantasy: Ah! Dommo Arigato! *bows in Japanese style*

HPIceAngel: Yup! I wouldn't do such a thing! And… No! You will never kidnap Draco and Harry from me! Because DOBBY is guarding them for me! And also SIRIUS AND REMUS! MWAHAHAHHHAHHA! Oh yeah…. And also Snape. You can have him. *grins sheepishly*

Kaji the Harlequim: Thanks! Hey! Have you watched the Gravitation OAV? It's so cool! Even though I prefer their looks in the series. Ryuichi's concert was just so KAWAII!

Myst4Drgn: Ok…. Err… I just noticed that your reviews are quite short… Ah well! At least it's a review!

Karrie Anne: Thanks! I'm honored! Lol

Eminem Starlight: Yup! Me too! Thanks! Don't worry, heres the next Chap! Have a picture of Harry and Draco kissing! *gives the picture* Sorry, err… I got drool over it. ~_^

Candy: I love updates too! Well, he only loves lilies… Sorry if it wasn't Draco, Roses really suits Tom for his eyes.

Altariel: You have to read to find out soon! Thanks very much!

Maximum Poofy: Yay! Maxi! You reviewed! *throws confetti* Err… anyways, wow! You sure do love the cookie! Even though your not eating it… * shock* What am I thinking!? Of course you wouldn't! Even I wouldn't! It's like eating Draco's head! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Err… yeah! I also died in that one too! I could just imagine….*thinks of Albus scratching his butt* BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA! Err… sorry 'bout that.

Jinxs: Your gonna review!? Yay! Ok!OK! *glomps*

TidBits: Yeah! I love that one too!

Anime grl: OK!

Hirame: Hirame! Your back! Sorry I didn't reply when you last reviewed, I already updated when you did it. Hehe! Don't worry, Here it is. You watch beyblade? If you do, care to read my other fic? ^_^

Caz-felton-malfoy: Don't worry, he will.

Hope you review to tell me what you think! Oh yeah! I found this cool pictures of Draco, Harry and Tom in Anime style! It's so cute! Ones with Harry holding a black rose, I got that Idea from the pictures. I really want to download my drawings but I really don't have a scanner.

Look at my bio if you want to see the Anime styled pictures of them.

Arigato minna!