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A Drarry Drabble by MiZaZnAnGeL. Enjoy^.^
The day just kept getting worse and worse.
Harry had been exhausted, and it felt like he had only slept for few seconds when he woke up this morning. The truth was, he was already twenty minutes late for Charms. When he finally got there, out of breath from running and hair in a even bigger mess than normal, Professor Flitwick seemed rather surprised by his tardiness, and took five points from Griffindor.
But the problem was that Harry could barely concentrate, and accidently started a small fire with a simple charm that even Neville(no offense) could perform. More points were taken, and he met more surprised expressions from his fellow Griffindors, but the bigger emergency was that now he had burned his essays for Potions and Transfiguration, both due today.
So after McGonagall reluctantly took points from her own house, he walked dejectedly to the dungeons, expecting a much more severe punishment. Sure enough, Snape took the perfect chance to make cutting remarks about Harry's self-conceit, his inabilities and even his parents. And of course he saw fit to take fifty points and make Harry have detention on the weekend, as well as three extra essays to make up for the burnt one.
Distracted by this fact, he didn't do so well at the Griffindor vs Hufflepuff game that afternoon, which he lost. Really, how can this day get any worse?
Back at the common room, Hermione demanded to know what's up with him. Harry just shrugged. Then she asked why he was not studying for the N.E.W.T.s with them last night, and where the hell he was.
Oh.
And then Harry Potter recalled that he was in fact with Draco Malfoy last night, and that's what had led up to all this. Despite everything, a secret smile replaced his inner frustration.
Hell, it was worth it. He was quite ready to do it again.
Tonight.
And so his day started to get better.
Hehe, guess what they were doing? Review! ;)