"Can you get any more obvious, Draco?" Blaise Zabini asked as he observed his best friend eyeing a certain green eyed, dark haired boy from across the Great Hall.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Draco replied, trying to act like he did nothing wrong.

"You were staring at Potter again."

"I was not,"

"Just admit it, Draco, you have it bad for the guy." Blaise stood up from his seat and headed for the door; Draco followed him.

"It's just a passing crush," Draco didn't sound very convincing.

"Why don't you just ask him out then? See if it really is just a passing crush."

"Because he hates me," Draco shrugged, "asking him out would only lead to me making a huge fool of myself. He'll probably use it against me and mock me for the rest of the year."

"I highly doubt that. Potter's too good for that stuff." Blaise pushed open the doors to their Potions class and stepped in. He and Draco were the first ones there. They quickly made their way to their regular seat at the front of the class. The door opened again after they took their seats. Draco glanced back and saw Hermione Granger and Harry Potter walking in.

"Speak of the devil," Blaise said in a voice so low that only Draco could here. Draco watched out of the corner of his eye as the two Gryffindors took a seat to their left. Draco and Blaise stopped talking as more people walked into the class. Snape walked in soon after and the class began.

"Why don't you let me help you?" Blaise spoke up after a while. Draco glanced at him but his friend didn't even look up from the ingredients he was chopping up.

"What are you going on about?" Draco asked, stirring his potion. They both talked in low voices so that no one would overhear.

"Let me help you ask Potter out." Blaise replied. He made sure to keep his eyes on his potion so Professor Snape wouldn't notice that they were talking. "I'm pretty sure I can get him to see past those times you guys fought."

"That's never going to happen Blaise. I've been toe much of a bastard to him the past five years for him to see me as anything else that the stuck up bitch."

"But Draco…"

"No, Blaise," Draco interrupted. "Just leave it, okay?"

"You're not going to leave it, are you?" Seamus Finnigan asked.

"Of course not," Blaise replied, smiling at his boyfriend. "Draco hasn't been in a relationship in two years. He needs someone to make him stop being such a cold hearted bastard all the time. But he has no eyes for anyone else."

"But, what if it is just a passing crush?"

"I doubt that," Blaise took a seat next to Seamus and put his arm around the smaller boy. "I've known Draco long enough to know that it isn't just a crush. He likes Potter. And they'd be perfect for each other."

"Well," Seamus leaned against Blaise. "I guess you're right. But, think of all the people who'll be disappointed now that the two most sought after guys at Hogwarts are together."

"I bet some of them would enjoy the pairing," Blaise said with a laugh.

"Now, how exactly do you plan to get the two of them together?"

"Draco is a very jealous and possessive person. If he thinks there's someone going after Potter, he wouldn't like that at all. If he gets jealous enough, he might just ask Potter out himself so that no one else can have him."

"Your friend is weird."

"Like your friends are any better?" Blaise retorted, giving his boyfriend a kiss on the cheek. Seamus smiled and placed his mouth Blaise's.

"How exactly are you going to find someone to pretend to go after Harry?" Seamus asked once they pulled apart for air.

"I'm not," Blaise shrugged. "We'll just send him little gifts and letters from a 'secret admirer'."

"We're going to do it?" Seamus asked. Blaise only nodded. "But what if Harry falls for his secret admirer instead of Malfoy?"

"Then we get him to believe that it was Draco all along? I don't know really." Blaise shrugged.

"You didn't really think this through, did you?" Seamus laughed.

"Not really," Blaise admitted. "But we can figure it out as we go along. You'll help me, right?"

Seamus looked unsure at first. Blaise looked up at him, giving him the puppy dog face and Seamus couldn't resist. "You're just lucky that I love you Blaise Zabini."

"I love you, too." Blaise smiled, kissing his boyfriend once more.