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Have you ever wondered what the characters in the Harry Potter series do in their spare time, besides what's mentioned in the book? Continue reading and find out! This is a collection of various short stories on what the characters do between times.

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Forbidden Love: Harry and Malfoy

It was Harry's third year of Hogwarts. Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked aimlessly about the castle. Suddenly, for no inexplicable reason, they came upon Draco Malfoy and his two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle!

"Look what we have here," sneered Malfoy, looking Harry up and down. For some reason, Harry looked handsome today. Malfoy couldn't help but notice Harry's lean Quidditch muscles! Whoa! Were those ABS bulging from his robes? And look at those pecs!

"What do you want," snarled Harry, even though his mind was thinking, Wow Malfoy sure is good-looking. Malfoy caught sight of Harry's steadily growing ever-more handsome face and was at a loss for words. He just stared deeply into Harry's brilliant green orbs. Harry was mesmerized by the profound emotions dancing behind Malfoy's storm-gray eyes. They gazed at each other for two whole minutes, but in those two minutes, they had exchanged enough meaning for two years.

"Ahem," coughed Ron. He startled Malfoy and Harry out of their brief, yet breathtakingly romantic stupor. Malfoy remembered himself and fixed a sneer on his pale, pointed, yet somehow gorgeous face.

"I suppose I'll be seeing you around Potter, Weasley, Mudblood," smirked Malfoy. He sauntered off, flanked by Crabbe and Goyle. Harry had to hold back Ron from trying to beat up Malfoy. Hermione just stared after Malfoy's retreating (and really sexy) figure in surprise.

"Is it just me or was he nicer today?" she remarked.

"And more good-looking," breathed Harry. Ron and Hermione stared at him in shock! Ew! Did they just hear what they thought they heard?

"Er… Did I say good-looking? I meant good cooking…" stuttered Harry, trying to cover up his slip of tongue.

"That's still doesn't make sense," pointed out Hermione.

"Er… I meant--" began Harry, but Ron interrupted him.

"Just drop it alright? Just don't say that again!" They continued to walk in silence. Ron and Hermione were still traumatized from what they had just heard and witnessed. Harry tried to neutralize the awkward atmosphere.

"Just so you know," started Harry, "I'm not attracted to him or anything. I just thought he looked nice today." Ron looked at him in disgust.

"I said to drop it!" yelled Ron, absolutely revolted. Hermione just scrutinized Harry's face and turned away.

"Okay, okay, sorry," apologized Harry, "I just thought that the way his hair was sleeked back today made him look sort of, you know… nice."

"I told you to drop it!" yelped Ron. He glared at Harry. "It's really nasty to see my best mate fraternizing with the enemy!"

"Sorry," apologized Harry yet again, but he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "I just wish he wasn't our enemy." Only Hermione heard.

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The next day was Saturday, and it was bright and sunny. Harry stared out his dorm window. All he could think of was Malfoy! Malfoy smirking, Malfoy sleeking back his hair, Malfoy getting hexed, Malfoy, Malfoy, and Malfoy. Suddenly, Hermione popped up behind him even though she was supposed to be in the girls' dorm.

"I know what you're thinking of," began Hermione.

"Er… Quidditch?" Harry pretended he did not understand what Hermione was getting at. Hermione sighed impatiently.

"You're thinking of Malfoy! Just ask him out!" Harry blushed and muttered something under his breath about Ron not wanting.

"Don't listen to Ron!" cried Hermione, "He's just jealous because he likes you too!" Harry stared at Hermione in shock.

"Ron likes me?" gasped Harry breathlessly. He held his hand up over his heart and could feel its beat speed up.

"Yes!" screamed Hermione.

"Screw Malfoy!" Harry screamed back. "I'm asking Ron out!" And with that, Harry flew out of the dormitories and went to search for Ron.

Fifteen minutes later, Harry came back up to the dorms to where Hermione was waiting with a very red face.

"Well, how'd it go?" giggled Hermione impatiently.

"You were wrong for the first time in your life," sighed Harry. "Ron said that he 'just wanted to be friends' and he turned me down! Then he punched me in the stomach! And then he started kicking me! And he said he wished I wasn't such a fairy and a queer!"

"Oops," giggled Hermione. "I lied! It was all a joke! Hahahahaha!" And Hermione laughed and she laughed and she laughed.

"I'm on rebound," said Harry. "I think I'll get a crush on Cho Chang now."

"Ok," replied Hermione, "She likes you, you know. Go ask her out."

"I won't believe you this time," scowled Harry, "And thanks to you, my friendship with Ron is now ruined!"

"Not exactly," came Ron's voice. "Let's just forget this ever happened."

"Ok," said Harry.

"Ok," said Hermione.

And that is why Draco and Ron have never dated Harry. The end.

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I just wrote these stories for fun, so don't be confused when I skip from Harry's first year of Hogwarts to his seventh! I just write them randomly, but you should be able to figure out the year on your own:)