AN: I do not own the Harry Potter or any of the characters. Everything goes to J.K. Rowling.
Warning: Will contain homosexual relationships in the future. DracoxHarry.
There was a lovely test today. Harry Potter groaned and pulled the blankets over his head. He didn't study at all. Not one bit of information was lodged in his brain, instead everything hopelessly flew away. He hoped that god would just smite him and he would have a serious injury therefore giving him the opportunity to take the test another time. There was a very long silence. Nothing had resulted. "Damn it!" he hissed under his breath.
"Harry?" Neville said gently walking over to his bed, "Are you awake?" Harry was silent. He didn't want to even think about getting up. He wanted to stay in bed all day and fake an illness. Neville grabbed the blankets and pulled them up. "Harry, you're going to miss breakfast." he said, seeing Harry's emerald green eyes open. "Alright, I'm up." he mumbled. He was still for a moment but slowly sat up, placing his glasses atop his nose. He slowly got dressed with a sigh and walked down to the Common Room, seeing everyone in a group waiting for him.
"Morning, Harry." Hermione said with a smile.
"Morning." replied Harry suddenly getting an idea, "'Mione, may I borrow your notes from Potions Class? I'll need them."
"Of course!" Hermione said with a joyful smile going to fetch her book. Harry smiled. He had a chance after all, grabbing the book from the brunette as she walked back. "Can we go already? I'm starving!" Ron complained, walking around in small circles. The Gryffindors all nodded in agreement walking down the numerous flights of stairs. They all sat together at breakfast and chatted with each other as they ate.
"Potter." They heard someone growl behind them. Harry turned around to see Draco Malfoy standing behind him. "Malfoy." he shot back wrinkling his nose a little.
"Listen." Draco mumbled sitting right beside Harry without even glancing at him, "You need to be my... partner for Potions Class..." He choked out the words gaging a little as he spoke, "My usual partner is absent so we're being forced to work together... Potter if we fail this test I will kill you without a sweat."
"I have to work with you?" mumbled Harry nibbling gently at a piece of toast. "Snape is forcing me to." Draco replied secretly glaring at him from a distance. This day was a nightmare. "Fine, I'll do it." Harry growled. Why was everything swirling downward into hell? The Gryffindor sighed and read over Hermione's notes with Draco glancing at them over his shoulder.
"Do you mind if I look them over with... you?" The blond grumbled. "Whatever." Harry mumbled. "'Mione?" Ron mumbled with a face full of food, "Are they actually studyin' together?" "Indeed they are... it's a miracle." Hermione replied. Both of the Gryffindors watched the two in shock silently eating their breakfast.
Harry's eyes squinted. "What does that word say?" he asked. Draco cocked an eyebrow up. "I don't really know... I think it looks like motion." "I see lotion." Harry mumbled. They both exchanged words for a while until they both agreed it was notion, though it made no sense. Both boys shrugged and continued onward.
"Damn it, another word." Harry growled, his face close to the page of the book. Draco sighed and leaned his face closer. "Spur?" he asked.
"Spun? Spin?" mumbled Harry.
"I think it's stun."
"I say star." Both boys leaned their faces inward, their cheeks grazing against each other.
"Aww, look at the two lovebirds." Fred and George chirped in perfect unison. The boys didn't hear them as they were too busy trying to decipher the word, growing angrier by the second. "What are they doing?" asked George who looked over at Hermione for a answer. "Studying... together." she replied a little dumbfounded.
"Quite scary, yeah?" Ron mumbled with a face full of food.
Fred and George grimaced. "Indeed." the twins said with a disgusted tone sitting side by side. The glaring Slytherin's and the shocked Gryffindor's watched the two boys slowly start to get along with each other. Everyone ran to their classes hours later and Harry deeply sighed, standing in front of the door of the Potions Classroom. He knew he was going to regret everything. "Come on, Potter. You'll be late." Draco growled opening the door. "Right..." muttered Harry, walking inside and sitting beside the blond with a sigh.
"For todays test, you will be making any potion of your desire. It must be perfect or you will fail the entire class." Snape glared at Harry with a smirk. "Bloody hell, I'm doomed!" Harry squeaked, looking over at Draco who seemed as ease. "Begin." Snape snapped.
"Alright, Potter. Get me these ingredients." Draco told him numerous amounts of the correct ingredients and he fetched them at once, walking back and placing everything on the desk. "These good?" he asked. Draco glanced over them and nodded, placing the liquids into the cauldron provided.
"Stir two times clockwise, six times anti-clockwise." he mumbled. Harry did so, the liquid bubbling a lime green darkening to a violet. Snape watched the two boys from the corner of his eye, clear curiosity in his eyes. "Just stir once more anti-clockwise and we're done." Draco said and Harry nodded, following the instruction with a grin. "And now we wait." he said, both boys sitting down with a sigh.
"So..." Draco mumbled, "How is Quidditch?"
"Brilliant." replied Harry.
"That's nice... How's your life so far?"
"The same I've seen better."
"Just so you know, I made a fake potion. It won't do anything to you so someone is going to have to act as if they have amnesia." Draco said. Harry nodded. "I can act." he said. "Time is about up." Snape hissed. The students put in their finishing touched and stepped back. "Malfoy, Potter. Show me what you have done." "It is a potion that causes amnesia, only temporarily though, for about a week. Draco said with a blank stare. "Care to show me if it works?" Snape said with a dark smirk.
"Gladly." Harry said, gliding his finger across the top of the potion and licking it. Nothing resulted until his blue eyes grew hazy. His mind slowly blanked out and he glanced around the room. "What is this place..." he mumbled. "Excellent." Snape snarled, "Ten points. Gryffindor and Slytherin." "Well done acting, Potter." Draco said with a grin. Harry glowered at him for a long moment, his eyes softening. "A snake?" he asked, tears welling up in his eyes. He unexpectedly hugged Draco and asked, "You won't hurt me will you?"
Oh Merlin... The potion actually worked. Draco thought. He felt guilty because it was his fault and he couldn't do anything about it. He decided to help him until the potion wears off. "No, I won't hurt you, Potter." he said with a hidden softness in his voice, patting the boy on the back, "Come on. It's evening. We have to go eat." "I'm allowed to eat with you?" Harry asked with a childish hope in his eyes. Draco stared at the boy. "Of course." he said, walking with him out of the classroom.
"What do you want to eat?" Draco asked as they sat down. Harry clung to the blonds arm and looked up at his savior with shining eyes. "Anything good, everything I'm allowed to eat tastes like rubbish." he replied. Draco nodded and started to gather two plates worth of food, giving one plate to Harry. The green-eyed boy took a small bite and started to cry, hot tears streaming down his cheeks.
"What's wrong, Potter?" the blond asked. "Why...?" whispered Harry, "Why haven't you hit me? Pulled my hair? Scolded me?" He sobbed loudly and childishly wiped the tears from his face. Draco reached out a hand to pat his head but retracted his arm as he saw Harry cringe. Was it always like this for Harry? The way he's so afraid and recessive? He was so unsure of himself and scared to even eat. Draco started to feel sorry for the boy, somehow feeling his pain.
"I won't hurt you, I promised you that." Draco said softly, "You can eat whatever you like." Harry sniffled and slowly nodded his head, about to reach for a cookie. He looked away and put his hand down, sadly staring at it. "You want the cookie?" Draco asked. Harry shrugged. "I'm not allowed to touch sweets." he said. The Slytherin grabbed a cookie and put it in Harry's mouth. Harry blinked repeatedly and let the warmth of the cookie melt in his mouth; a burst of hope shone in his eyes.
"May I have another..." he paused, not knowing the blonds name, "Mister?" "Draco Malfoy." he replied, handing Harry another cookie. He took it with a smile and quickly scoffed it, watching Draco shake his head. "Don't eat it so quick you'll choke. There's plenty more for you." he said, wiping the chocolate from Harry's mouth.
"Draco." he said holding out a hand, "I like your smile." Draco handed him a few more sweets and shrugged. "I was smiling?" he asked. Harry nodded. "You looked pretty." he said in a low voice. He finished his sweets and yawned, cuddling close to the blond. "Draco, I'm tired." mumbled Harry. Draco nodded. "I'll take you up to the Common Room." he replied, taking Harry upstairs.
He entered the Slytherin Common Room and placed the Gryffindor on the couch, covering him up with a quilt. "Get some rest, okay?" he said. He wanted to wish him good night but he held the words back, not wanting to suddenly turn into Mr. Nice Guy. He carefully removed Harry's glasses and placed them on a black end table, listening to his heavy breathing.
"Night, Potter." he managed to choke out, but the words were spoken easily. He smiled without knowing it, slowly drifting off to sleep himself.