This is major Harry/ Draco fluff. I'm in a good mod, so this is what I felt like writing (now you get to see what I write like when I'm happy). So all you depressed people, I hope this'll cheer you up!

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Chapter One

Draco trudged out of potions with a frown on his face. He had no date for the Valentine's Day Dance, and the person he really wanted to go with was also his worst enemy.

Draco looked over at the trio of Gryffindor students crowding around something and sighed. He wished he could belong in a group like that more than anything. They would give up their lives for each other, and that was extremely rare in the Slytherin house, his house.

As if sensing his stare, his arch-nemesis- and crush- looked up. Draco winced as his eyes fell upon the scare that marked the wrath of Lord Voldemort. Being a Slytherin and having his father as a Death Eater, he had not been raised to call the Dark Lord anything but "Dark Lord" or "Voldemort".

Harry glared daggers over at Draco. Ron looked up and in the direction that Harry was looking and flipped Draco off. Hermoine sighed and turned away from all three of them. Draco looked down, his eyes shaded by his white-blonde hair.

" Hey Malfoy." Draco looked up and saw Pansy in front of him. He smiled weakly at her.

" Would you like to go to the dance with me?" she asked.

" I wasn't aware that it was a Sadie Hawkin's dance." Draco said coldly. He walked past Pansy, mentally slapping himself for being so mean. Pansy just stood there, too stunned to make a decent comeback.

" One moment, Mr. Malfoy." Draco froze at the sound of Snape's cold voice, but forced himself to turn and walk back into the Potions classroom.

" If you don't mind, Mr. Malfoy, please close the door after you. I don't want any prying eyes or ears."

Draco turned and saw Potter and his friends peeking around the doorway. Draco closed the door, staring at them vacantly until it shut.

" What is it sir?" Draco asked, turning back to Snape.

" I have a plan for you, Draco."

Draco looked at Snape quizzically. What could the old bastard be thinking up now?

" I've seen the way you look at Potter, and I know what you want."

Draco started to speak in wild defense, but Snape cut him off.

" Don't deny what you know is true, Draco." he looked at Draco knowingly.

" I'm giving you and Potter detention together. Although I don't like or understand your attraction to him, I want you to be happy. Perhaps you will be able to-" Snape searched for the right word. "-connect in that time."

Draco blushed as scarlet as the Gryfindor Quidditch robes and smiled as small bit at Snape.

" Remember, Valentine's Day is tomorrow." Snape said lightly, and if it were possible for Snape, somewhat cheerily. " You are dismissed, Mr. Malfoy. Detention begins at 10 o'clock by the trophy cases."

Draco hurriedly left the room, leaving the door wide open.

" Mr. Potter, please come in." Snape said.

Harry walked in, surprised, closing the door absent mindedly behind him.

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Author's Note:

Okay, Snape is the matchmaker? Who saw that coming? Also, I'm not sure if Sadie Hawkin's is called Sadie Hawkin's in Europe, but right now, I'm not inclined to care. If someone knows, please email me. As always, please R&R so that I know you're reading!