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Harry's dying inside-out, Draco's dying outside-in. In a world without stars, it gets harder to tell the difference between want and need. (A HP/DM warfic)

When Draco made ready to leave for Hogwarts -- when, four days before his departure, Lucius gave him a clap on the back with a leather-gloved hand and told him to do the Malfoy family proud -- when the bell to Madame Malkins’s store jingled a second time and a nervous voice first stammered, "Yes, school robes" -- Draco suspected he might be in trouble.``H/D slash featuring green sheets, gray skies, and especially musical notes.

Harry Potter has never been comfortable in this exchange, has never leaned into a kiss, has never done the impossible. All that changes one evening when the butterflies in the pit of his stomach fall apart in the sheer importance and beauty of mouths. A post-OotP H/D slash one-shot.

Harry Potter imagines he is not very good at kissing, because he is never able to remain in the moment. At the precise instant where his full powers of concentration are required, his mind pulls a 'Potter Hair' and runs wild, resisting all attempts to pin it down. ````The only difference between the inside and the outside of his head being that his brain always cartwheels, skips, somersaults to the same place. ````Post-OotP. One-shot. Harry/Ron SLASH.