Unexpected Questions

Chapter One

The First Question

Setting:

After the war, finishing seventh year in Hogwarts, day before Halloween.

Harry and Draco had a complicated sort of friendship. They weren't all chummy with each other, but they don't resent each other, not anymore. Harry had saved Draco's life multiple times, and Harry believed Draco was genuinely sorry for what he'd done, and just needed someone to be there for him and forgive him. It was hard, but it happened. Story:

Harry panted heavily as he ran through the hallways heading towards the Trophy Room. He'd woken up to the sound of an owl, which he did not recognise, tapping at his window with a note attached to it's leg.

Harry,

Meet me in the Trophy Room at 11am. I have something of yours, you'll regret it if you don't come. That's all the note read but Harry's stomach had instantly sank. He'd had a feeling he'd been missing something for a few days now, but he couldn't remember what.

'Probably just some Halloween prank' Harry thought. Even so, he had dressed quickly. considering it was already ten forty-five, and had ran all the way down to the Trophy Room to find out who had stole something from barged into the Trophy Room without even stopping to think of a plan in case this ended badly, but since the war ended that hadn't been happening lately, it was just his hero complex kicking in. "Thought you were going to stand me up, Harry." Draco's voice came out of the shadows. Draco had taken to calling Harry by his first name since the war ended. It was his way of starting to say thank you. Draco would still be the scared boy he was when the Dark Lord was around if it wasn't for him. "Draco." Harry murmured. "What is it that you've got, I'm too tired for these games.""Ouch, Harry, that hurts. I don't play games anymore remember?" Draco grinned cheekily."Draco." Harry growled impatiently, even though a slight grin could be seen on his face."Alright, alright. I haven't got anything that belongs to you.. Well at least, I mean, nothing you created." Draco loved playing games with Harry, they got him so wound up, and Draco loved the way it made Harry look. Draco had wanted Harry since fourth year at Hogwarts, but had never done anything about it, because the Dark Lord had risen, and his parents would die of the shock. But now, after the war, Draco couldn't care less. He'd kept this a secret for so long and he'd be damned if he had to wait another minute. After all Malfoys are impatient - but they always get what they want. Draco pulled out the Marauders map from his robe pocket. He could see in Harry's eyes he was making a plan up to get it back. "Ah, ah." Draco warned. "Don't worry, you'll get your map back. I was just hoping to talk to you about something first."Harry was cautious around Draco, ever-more-so since the war ended. He was happy now, joking around an laughing with people. It was like a whole new person, and this new person fascinated Harry in a way he had never felt before. He realised Draco was staring at him with his intense eyes, making Harry blush and his stomach turn into butterflies."Alright, what about?" Harry asked uneasy, hoping Draco hadn't seen his reaction. For the first time Harry saw Draco hesitate, just for a moment, but that moment was beautiful. The way the sun shone through the glistening windows directly upon Draco, showing the gleam in his bright eyes, the glowing of his pale skin and the silkiness of his sleek, blonde hair. It was as if Harry was in a trance. Draco looked so beautiful. 'What am I thinking, this is Draco bloody Malfoy I'm looking at here and I'm acting as if he's the hottest person I've ever seen.' Harry thought to himself. 'Well, he is pretty nice looking.. He has a great body, and he looks incredible all of the time now.'"Harry..? Harry!" Draco half-shouted. "What, huh?" Harry said, dazed."So do you want too? I know it's random, but -"

"Draco, I have no idea what you're on about, I didn't hear you." Harry interrupted, confused."I'm not saying it again. I'll just show you instead." Draco Harry even managed to ask what Draco was doing, Draco's moist, warm lips were on his. It felt as if fireworks were going off around them. It was just so perfect. Unexpected, but perfect Draco pulled away unwillingly, wanting Harry to hear his question. "Will you go to the Halloween Ball with me, Harry?" Draco whispered, savouring the moment."The Halloween Ball? As in your date? But I don't even know what just happened! That's the first time anything like that's happened, and people will stare and -""Hey!" Draco interrupted. "Then we just go together, nothing needs to happen between us there. People don't need to see, not yet. It'll be like a trail date, if you like being with me in that way, we can carry on. Well, I mean, if you want to, of course." Draco smiled, sweetly."But they'll still talk, make up rumours."

"You're Harry freaking Potter.! You just saved their lives, for gods sakes! They can learn to deal with this, Harry." Draco persuaded. 'This is Draco! What the hell is going on. I don't like him.. Do I? Sweet merlin, I fancy a guy! Me, Potter, fancies a Malfoy! Oh sweet merlin.' Thought Harry."Fine, I'll go with you. But, if people stare, we leave and go somewhere else." Harry answered, still not entirely sure of what was happening. "Okay sure. So see you tomorrow? I'll meet you at six in the Entrance Hall." Draco grinned."Okay, I'll be there." Harry smiled in kiss, then Draco was decided he should go back to the common room and think about what just happened. And about how he was going to tell Ron and Hermione how he's ended up going to the Halloween Ball with Draco Malfoy. This would be a fun couple of days. Even so, Harry was looking forward to his date with Draco, he hoped it would go was back at the common room now. He slumped into his favourite chair, and started thinking of what he was going to say to Ron and Hermione. This was going to be a long day.