Draco had had a bad day enough. First his fellow Slytherin thought it a good idea to look trouble with The Golden Trio and gain detention with Professor McGonagall. Then, he had a pop quiz in Professor Flitchwick's class (which he, obviously, passed) but still, being a Slytherin and the heir of Slytherin at that, was stressful.

At the Great Hall someone ate the last god damn green apple! He was debating whether to suck it and take the red apple.

But in the end, he didn't take it. Because, red apples remind him of Gryffindor's and Gryffindor's are bad enough and the red apples have a board taste, they weren't as sweet as green apples!

He almost gagged at the imaginary taste of the red apple on his tongue. He sucked in a breath and decided on pumpkin pasties.

Once he finished his so-called dinner, he stood and left the Great Hall. Ignoring the stares and glares of other tables.

He plopped down down on a chair on the library (without grace) it's not like anyone saw hi-, before he could finish that train of thought he was so rudely interrupted by a black haired Gryffindor.

He let out an exasperated sigh. "Wow, the Heir of the Slytherin house moving without his oh-so-called grace!" The person sang.

"Look Potter. I know everyone loves me and everything. But as you see I am in a horrid mood. So if you would so kindly leave, I would gladly appreciate it."

The green-eyed teenager smirked, "Oh, but Malfoy Honey! Where is the fun in that?" Draco saw Potter blinked innocently.

"Oh Potter who are you trying to fool?" Draco sighed."Okay what do you really want?" He asked.

"Glad you asked, what a kind gentleman!" Potter snickered.

Draco scowled, some old habits die hard."I am loosing my patience, Potter."

"Wow! Okay calm your horses! We have all day!"

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Muggle thing."

They both stared directly at each other. "Whatever floats your boat Potter."

"That's another Muggle thing."

"Oh! Get on with it! I have a perfectly comfortable bed in our chambers ready to be used!"

Harry's eyes glimmered with amusement.

Draco saw as Potter reached out to pull out a green apple out of no where.

"You see what I have in my hand?"

"Do I look blind to you Potter?"

"Kind off thought you were, if you can't be able see how to make good decisions."

Draco deadpanned."Well thank you for asking. I can perfectly see the green, delicious, apple you are holding."

"Okay look! Look! Look! Look!"

"I am looking!" He almost shouted frustrated.

The library lady made a 'shushing' noise. Harry chuckled.

"Okay see here. I have a apple, right?," Draco nodded. "One out of many in our table-"

"What a disgrace!"

'SHUSH!'

"Okay, okay..." Draco whispered/hissed.

"Okay, imagine this apple is you."

Draco nodded.

"And imagine this is me!" He said, as once again, he pulled a red apple out of no where."You, me, room of requirement, bed, and apples!"

"Okay?," Draco sounded really confused, "Then?"

"Then what?" Harry asked him.

What?...

"Potter what do you mean?..."

"I don't even know myself..."

"Do you know what it implies?"

"No..."

"Then why do all that?"

"I don't know. It was a dare Pansy made me do."

"You talk to Pansy?"

"Of course! Most of the Slytherin talk to Gryffindor's now!"

"Wow. What a waste of time."

"Welp! I tryed! Bye Malfoy!" There was no venomous tone to it like before.

Then, smiled after processing everything the Gryffindor said.

"Bye Potter."

Hours had passed since that encounter. And the Slytheirin were already in their Chambers. Or in every students case. Their roommates.

After the war, Hogwarts had to be redecorated, Obviously. But most of the changes were that-... But wait, first, you have to know what happened,the war happened at half the end of seventh year. So most didn't finish their education completely.

So, McGonagall had no choice but to put the other 8th year houses divided into seprate rooms,(Much like the other years before.) But now! Draco was one of those lucky pebbles to get a Gryffindor as a roommate! And none other than the boy-who-lived!

How lucky was he! So much he wanted to scream his frustration out in the Astronomy Tower!

He plopped down on his bed. Pansy was going to pay and suffer his wrath.

He sighed contently as his eyes closed. That moment of peace was ruined by the door opening up with a bang.

At least it lasted. Draco thought to himself.

"How nice to see you so soon again Malfoy!"

"How nice of you to miss me."

Draco lost his breath, as he heard running and a body settled over him.

"Ow! Really Potter! Do you have to be so reckless." Draco hissed in Harry's ear. Making the Golden Boy shiver.

Then he was so roughly pushed out of his 'friends' bed. But it was okay. He liked it rough.

"Oof!" He exclaimed as he landed, and giggled.

Draco stared at him incredulous.

"What are you? A masochist?"

"Kind of".

Draco thought it over.

Kinky. Then looked down at Potter pushing himself up and brushing his robes.

"So what was that for?"

"I just had the need to do that."

"Oh my Merlin! Stop being so reckless!"

"Watch me" and kicked off his robes. How was that even possible? As if reading his mind, he said.

"Everything is possible in the wizarding world."

There was an awkward silence.Then,"Do you like the weather today?".

"That was the worst way to break a awkward silence."

"Believe me. There has been worse."

"I do. I don't think I have met someone as awkward as you."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"I am always welcomed."

"Noticed."

"Okaaaay... Well! Good night Malfoy!" And jumped on his bed.

"Yeah... Night Potter..." Minutes later Draco could hear the snoring of Harry.

"And that's how a beautiful story of love starts! How heart warming!" Someone called, making Draco jump.

"Oh my Kami, Pansy? You almost gave me a fucking heart attack!!"

Pansy shrugged and slowly closed the door.

A/N: Wowy! didn't expect my first fanfic to end like this!

I know it doesn't have much drarry, but it still is drarry ¿Right?