Once upon a time there was a beautiful prince named Draco. He was spoiled and greedy and annoyed with most of humanity. Most of humanity, however, happened to love Draco. But there was a spirited young servant boy working for the royal family who was completely indifferent towards the spoiled prince. Prince Draco was perturbed by the attitude of this lowly servant and was far more confused by why one insolent plebeian bothered him so much. Nevertheless, he sulked a bit too often over this.
Then one day, while pruning the royal roses, Potter came across something that changed his view of what he had thought of as a heartless prince. The Prince sat alone, in a small alcove of the garden with a handful of miniscule black seeds, and was throwing them to several small birds. One in particular flitted back and forth between the ground and his hand, and Potter watched as he crooned to the white and brown dappled bird. The servant never called out to the Prince or brought up the subject, but he found that his gaze curiously followed the seemingly callous blonde when they passed in the hallways.
Potter soon got into the habit of checking that alcove whenever he worked in the garden, and often found the Prince there with different assortments of seeds. He would spend a few minutes watching the other boy, before returning quietly to work. One day, he followed this same routine, but just as he was turning back to work, the Prince called to him.
"I know you're there, Potter."
He cringed.
"Join me."
More than a bit surprised by this offer, Harry walked through the row of bushes that hid Draco's alcove.
"Yes, my lord?"
"What do you think of birds, Potter?"
"I, um, I suppose they're rather nice."
"Good. What do you think of me then?"
"... I think you're right confusing, my lord."
The Prince, here, breathed out a sharp chuckle.
"Straightforward, aren't we Potter?"
"I try to be."
"Good."
"Depends who you ask."
They bantered on like this for quite some time, each becoming more comfortable as the time passed by. Then as the days, weeks, and months passed by. No one knew about this, no one could know. Draco would lose his throne and Harry his life if outsiders learned exactly how close the two had become. So they kept up appearances in public, continuing on as prince and plebeian. But in Draco's alcove, which was now their alcove, they could live happily ever after.