At Hogwarts, Harry and Snape sit in Snape's quarters staring down at books. Snape is trying to teach Harry an extra lesson as a result of him not paying attention or showing up to class.

"Severus, this is bullshit, it's summer! Can't I practice some quidditch, please?!"

"If you would've showed up to class once in while you would be out there right now!" Snape declared sharply. You see, Snape took Harry in as his own after finding him hiding in the corridors. He was tired of dealing with the Dursleys and refused to return home, therefor, Snape was forced to look after him. "Let's finish this lesson, then you may go outside- but only for a short while.

"Fine!"

Meanwhile, Draco was suffering on his own. He was being starved and would have to sneak out for food. He hadn't seen his parents in ages, he was being flatly neglected by his parents. He finally had to leave. It was 12:55 a.m. or at least that's what the dusty, old, and dying clock said. He threw four shirts and three pairs of pants into a sack, wriggled out the window and sat on the roof. Am i actually doing this, he thought, yes! He allowed his bag to fall and hit the damp grass. He fell on his back as he pushed himself off the second story roof onto his back on the grass. Motionlessly paralyzed for a moment, breathing heavy, ready to find where the one person he knew he could trust was- Severus Snape!

A discontented looking Draco stood on the squishy grass outside of the main door of Hogwarts. It had rained the night before , therefore, everything was wet-including him. He carefully took a three large strided steps. He lifted his weak, pale fist and knocked hardly. Draco's frail body tumbled slightly as he heard the echo. He waited about five minutes, on account of it was a very large castle, and was disappointed when no one came. Stupid, he thought, I'm so stupid to think someone would be here! As Draco turned away and started to shuffle his feet off the property, he hear the large door open behind him.
"Draco?" he heard a familiar voice question."Draco Malfoy?" Draco turned around to see Severus standing in the doorway with a concerted and confused look on his face with, none other than Harry Potter standing behind him-his mouth wide open.
" Snape!" exclaimed Draco, his voice cracking to almost an earsplitting level. "You're here! I found you!" yelled Draco as he ran to Snape and awkwardly hugged him around the neck. When Draco opened his eyes and pulled away from his hug, he finally noticed Harry.
"Potter?!" spoke Draco without his usual degrading tone, "Wha-what are you doing here?"
"Malfoy" said Harry dryly, completely without expression. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in some prissy house with for damn prissy family? Perhaps on a vacation to an exotic land only the motherfucking Malfoys can afford?" Shot Harry, his tone becoming more hurtful by the second.
This greatly angered Draco, so he shot back, attempting to mimic his tone and attitude. "Shouldn't you be in an orphanage somewhere? With the other unwanted rats that you belong with? Or perhaps a-" Draco was cut off by a worried looking Snape.
"Boys! That is quite enough! You are to live in the same small quarters now, from the information I can gather. I would be so happy if you two liked each other, but since you won't- you must at least be nice to each other! That is my final word! Harry, take Draco upstairs and show him to the couch, he will be sleeping there until he has a bed. Please, be less degrading as usual."
Harry motioned to Draco t follow him through the large doors. Snape watched worried, yet almost satisfied as the two seemed to have a serious conversation without killing their egos or each other's feelings.

Harry pushed opened a large wood door to reveal a cozy little room. Draco's eyes lit up as he saw the floating candles illuminating the room. Even though he had lived among magic his entire life, he had never been so happy and awed to see it right now. Harry threw Draco's things on the coach and walked over to the window.
"That's where you'll be sleeping" said Harry as he watched Severus walk to Hagrid's hut through the window. " Why are you here, Draco?"
"Why are you?" asked Draco
"Let me guess...got a little witch whore pregnant! Neglected the kid because, well, it wasn't you're fault right?!"
"Fuck you, Potter!" yelled Draco in response. "I...I.." Draco started as he sat down on the couch, "..I ran away." Harry looked awed, then furious.
"You had a perfect life and you left it?! What is wrong with you asshole?! What, did your parents say no dessert until after you finished your first three courses?! I swear to fucking Dumbledore himself!"
Draco didn't know how to respond. "Harry..." he started. "I know how it looks, that I had no reason to run..that i was just 'bored'..but that isn't true. Sometimes no parents are better than neglectful ones. I don't eat at home Harry, I'm not allowed anywhere but in my room, and those clothes I brought...well that's all I have." Harry opened his mouth to speak, but closed it once again, for it did not know what to say. Draco sat on the couch, his head in his hands, his elbows on his knees. Harry walked over to him, kneeled in front of him, and put his hand on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Draco" Harry whispered.
Draco looked up at him with tears in his eyes. Harry stared into his big, grey eyes. He got this funny feeling in his gut. Draco reached over and held Harry's hand. The feeling in Harry's stomach grew. Without thinking, Harry leaned closer to Draco, closed his eyes, and kissed him, lightly at first, then more passionately. Draco's eyes were wide open from the start to end of the kiss. When Harry pulled away, Draco stayed perfectly still. His lips were slightly parted, his messy hair falling in his face, his hands were frozen.
Harry silently got up, walked to the window and stared out of it. I've never felt like that towards him before, Harry thought, never!
The awkward heat lingered in the air. The boys dud not know how to feel. Neither of them hated the kiss, but the were both shocked. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all...