In Hogwarts, there were some general things that everyone knew and somethings that only a few knew. And somethings that everyone thought they knew but, were actually dead wrong about.

Everyone knew that if you included peeves in a good prank, you had free range of the castle at night and he wouldn't try to dump stuff on your head. Everyone knew that Snape was an evil bastard and no one was safe except for Slytherin's; unless it was Tuesday, then it was every kid for himself. Everyone knew Hermione Granger was resented by the Ravenclaws and that you never go near Neville Longbottom without running the risk of being hurt unless you were in the greenhouses. Everyone knew that Draco Malfoy was gay (and that he was a arsehole) except for the guy himself and that if you ever suggested he was you would most likely be hanging upside-down in the Great Hall totally starkers the next morning.

Everyone thought that Luna Lovegood was crazy. No one was entirely sure. Everyone thought that Dumbledore was crazy and almost everyone was sure.

Everyone thought they knew that, for Slytherin's, Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe were anything but clever.

They were wrong.

Sort-of.

Of course they couldn't brew a potion for their lives or pass astrology or get a spell quite right. But they had manners about everything except when it came to food or people they didn't like. They were gentlemanly to girls, polite to strangers, and respectful of elders. It was how they were raised. They did everything together and were practically brothers the way Draco and Pansy and then Blaise and Theo were practically siblings. They all did everything together, told each other their secrets and led their lives. No one was very surprised when they all were sorted into Slytherin. They stayed close, their own group and it stayed that way.

That other few people that Knew Somethings Most Others Didn't, were the very few who knew the answer to one of the most famous questions in Hogwarts: Just how the hell did Crabbe and Goyle get into Slytherin? Some thought that they were just so mean the sorting hat couldn't put them anywhere else. Most of these people are Gryffindors.

The answer is that they work together well. They, when they put their talent together, could outsmart Slytherin himself.

Because they know you. Vince notices things about people. He watches what people do and how they act and with just a glance around a room could notice certain things that any other Slytherin would have to be looking hard for. But he does not process things. He sees them but only categorizes them and then goes to Greg for help.

Greg Goyle is anything but observant. He only focuses on the words, not how they're said. Draco's sarcasm is wasted on him. But, unlike Crabbe he gets the why. He knows people. Why they do things. He analyzes all the little details that Crabbe tell him and he can figure out an exact replica of why they did that, what they were feeling and what they felt after it; almost as if he was in their head.

It was rather scary once you think about it.

But it was very useful at times. (If they didn't get distracted by food)

Another Something That Few People Knew was who exactly Draco Malfoy was gay for (and if he could date maybe would be slightly less of an arse.)

Vince and Greg knew of course. It was kind of hard not for Vince to notice or Greg to figure out. Their friend was head-over-arse in love with Harry Potter.

And another Something That Few People Knew was the fact that Harry Potter shows all the signs of being arse-over-head in love with Draco Malfoy.

And Something That Only Dumbledore Knew was the fact that for the first time, Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle, after seeing Draco save Harry's life during a Quidditch match gone wrong, sat down and started to Plot like proper Slytherin's. Only this was not the slightest bit evil (most Slytherin plans aren't. Gryffindors say they are. And we all know that if Snakes are known for being evil; Lions are known for being stupid, neither is particularly true. )

No, this Plot was rather a stroke of genius. So much that it deserves a capital letter. The Plot was to get Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy together as a couple. And it was foolproof.

As it is, another Something Only Dumbledore Knew was that to never mix the essence of a fire salamander and the skin of an Ashwinder. He lost his eyebrows because of it.

But that's beside the point.

Draco was paranoid. Potter was following him. But, it didn't seem like it. The bloke didn't pay the slightest bit attention to him (not that he was noticing or anything) but it was just a bit unusual. Every Slytherin has a certain trait that helps them with people. Pansy's good with people. She's the kind of person who you would tell your life story to in the middle of the library in-between J and K. Blaise is a smooth talker and slick while Theo can connect the dots faster than anyone and tell you the ending of the murder mystery seven chapters in.

Draco was good with faces. He remembers everyone's face and can place at least a first name to it. So he knew each face that he passes as he walks from one class to another. Always the same faces because by that time in the year everyone has an established path that they use to get to class.

Only now it seems, every Thursday Harry Potter passes him in the hall to get to his next class. Every Single Period. And only every Thursday. It was extremely unnerving. He had avoided Potter like the plague ever since that game when he had caught the bastard. He visited him in the hospital wing and Potter had said thank you and Draco had shrugged and said something sarcastic. He then told him that he had grown up and that he only saw him as a rival in Quidditch and that while Potter would never be his favorite person, he had no trouble with him or Slytherin House.

Potter had looked like those funny little fish his parents used to serve at parties. Draco had then squeezed his shoulder told him to get better and left, his inner snake grinning madly at the unnerved and shocked face of his old rival. While he had promised Potter at least no rivalry, it was still fun to throw the lion off kilter.

But now he was the one off kilter. Even before potter's stalkerish quirks; ever since that bloody game.

He and Potter were after the snitch and out of nowhere, not even close to the beaters, comes this Bludger and Potter gets distracted and pulls back. The snitch was at his fingertips but out of the corner of eyes he sees Potter go flying with this dull crack. Draco didn't even try to grab the snitch then turn around. He didn't think about what people (mostly his father) was going to say. He just turned and dove, catching Harry mere meters before he hits the ground. Draco saved Harry's life in front of the entire school. Dumbledore had been called into London and no other player had even been close or had a fast enough broom. If Draco hadn't had he stunt of Gryffindor heroism Potter would've died and Voldemort would've given him a medal.

And Harry would've died. And Draco is horrified because he has just been coming to realize that he actually likes the prat—in that not exactly straight way.

And he was gay.

And he owes a lot of people apologies for hanging them by their toes starkers for telling him the truth about him.

Then again, Something That Everyone Knew was that being in Slytherin means never having to say you're sorry.

Harry was confused. Someone was messing with him. And it was every Thursday for the past month. Somehow a little commotion would happen or he would be distracted and somehow end up wandering exactly in the path of Draco Malfoy and then suddenly he would turn a corner and be on the other side of the castle in front of his next class. It was on the top five strange things that's happened to him and he didn't like it one bit.

Mostly because he'd sworn off stalking Malfoy this year. It was fourth year, they needed to grow up. And Harry had grown up. And So had Draco. He'd grown up and harry had realized that when he was grown up he didn't want grown up girls. He wanted an grown up, incredibly fit, blonde snarky snake. Randomly seeing him every Thursday just made him more curious. He wanted to know, dammit!

He wanted to know whether suudenly seeing Draco everywhere outside of class was a sign. And he started to wonder whether Draco had picked up his stalkerish dendencies.

He wanted to know whether he was gay, whether Draco was gay for him, whether, someone was messing with him, or Draco was now a stalkers and why Dumbledore was wearing these horrid orange robes.

And he was still confused.

…

Draco grumbled and wrapped his robe around him tighter to fight off the wind in the open Owlery. Vince had sent him up here to send a letter to his mum while he was finishing his Transfiguartion essay and Draco was bloody cold. He didn't know why he sent him up at this hour when he could've waited until tomorrow but he didn't question it.

Harry came from the opposite direction his weekly letter to Remus clutched in his hand. He always came here at the same time each week so Remus would get his letter in the morning with his coffee. When he walked through the door he saw someone coming up through the other door.

They both froze and shouted the exact same thing. "Why are you following me!" Silence. "This is awkward." Harry said walking over to Hedwig and sending her off to Grimmwald Palace. Draco was still staring at him. "What?"

"Your not following me. And I'm not following you but somehow you're always there." Harry snorted. "Now who's pointing out the obvious Malfoy?"

He scowled. "I'm just surprised you aren't stalking me again." Harry grinned. "I'm just surprised you aren't planning something dastardly."

"Dastardly? Really? And why would I want to stalk you anyway?" His face was slightly red. He asked that because he couldn't think of a comeback fast enough. Potter walked towards him that shit-eating grin growing wider. "Who ever said anything about stalking? And besides," he stopped in front of him using his extra inch of height to his advantage. "Why would you save me?"

Draco dropped Vince's letter and couldn't seem to look away from Potter's gaze and he had a feeling that sarcasm would not be beneficial here. He croaked out "Because I didn't want you to get hurt."

Because he cared about him. Thankfully Harry seemed to understand that. Then there was a kiss and then there was a snog and then there was the most unusual, unexpected, and misfit couple Hogwarts has ever seen.

Something That Everyone Knew was that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy will fight for the rest of their lives. And Something That Everyone Thought They Knew was that Harry and Draco would stay a couple for two months tops. And Something That Only A Few Knew (aka Crabbe and Goyle) was that while Harry and Draco would fight for the rest of their lives, they would always make up and would stay together for a long time. They knew this because they knew people. Everyone but Dumbledore at least.

And Something That Only Dumbledore Knew was that now every Thursday, Harry would sneak off under his cloak and place a small gift on the windowsill outside of Draco's first class and at the end of the day Draco would hide a small gift in the Owlery.

He also knew that Lemon Drops were delightful, but no one else seemed to think so.

But then again, that's beside the point.