Chapter 2

Harry was sitting in the living room of the cottage- though it's a bit too big to be a cottage- watching Malfoy pace impatiently back and forth trying 'to figure something out'. To distract himself from the clear path Draco was forming in the carpet, Harry looked around him. What they thought was a cottage actually had a kitchen, a bathroom, a laundry room, fully stocked closets, fully stocked cupboards, quite a comfortable sitting room and a single bedroom- with one bed... How was he going to survive?!

"Malfoy can you stop that? You're making me hungry." Harry flushed in embarrassment as his stomach grumbled.

"That's not my problem Potter. Now excuse me while I try to figure a way to get us out of here, since I'm the only one who actually wants to-" Draco was cut off as his stomach growled even louder than Harrry's. "Dammit Potter! AND you made me miss lunch. What are you gonna do about this, huh?"

"Fine I'll cook something, but only because I'm hungry too. Don't think for a SECOND that I'm your servant, Malfoy." Harry stormed off into the kitchen before he could get any sort of reply from Malfoy whatsoever. Draco just snickered then went to sit in one of the armchairs in the sitting room, and before he knew it fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Harry was in the kitchen trying to decide what to make for their lunch. The kitchen was packed with everything from muggle food to bat eyelids and dragon scales. He stood there for a few moments debating but then decided that he'd leave the heavy cooking for dinner and just make sandwiches. It's funny how he was already thinking ahead to dinner time before even knowing if they were going to find a way out or not. There was something that he couldn't quite put his finger on that was telling him just how hopeless trying to escape actually was.

"Draco, lunch is ready." Harry called out as he brought their lunch into the sitting room, setting their two plates on the table in front of the couch. He gasped. 'Did I just call Malfoy by his first name?' It's weird to think how different their interactions are when no one else is around. Thankfully Draco was in a deep sleep and didn't hear him at all. He looked so peaceful in his sleep Harry didn't want to wake him because he knew it would just start another argument. But he had to get him to eat sometime so, gathering his courage, he dared to wake the sleeping lion. He poked Draco's shoulder and whispered in his ear, " Dra-Malfoy wake up, it's lunchtime. You have to eat something. "

The close proximity and the tickle of Harry's breath on his neck, startled Draco awake. As a half brained reaction, he grabbed Harry by the arm slammed him down on the sofa and pointed his wand at his neck. "Malfoy, get a grip!"

Harry's voice apparently awoke him from his trance, for he let go and put his wand away. He rubbed his eyes, heaving a sigh with his hand on his waist, "I thought I told you to watch yourself? Why don't you ever listen?! Do you actually feel SAFE alone with me?! Don't you know what I can and WILL do to you, now that no one's around?! I can easily kill you and no body would know. I could do what I've always wanted to do, and only I would know." Harry shivered as he imagined what Malfoy could mean.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. And no I don't feel SAFE around you, it was a mistake that's all. One I regret very much, thanks a lot. But if you really wanted to know, I was just bringing you your lunch, if you don't want it then you can just throw it away, ok?"

Harry sat up, straightened his glasses and started eating his sandwich. Malfoy followed suit preferring to eat at the other end of the couch though, seeming to enjoy his lunch in quiet. The silence seemed about to suffocate, till Draco cleared his throat. "Potter, do you REALLY not feel safe around me? I'm not telling you you should, because you shouldn't, I just wanted to know if you meant it."

"And if I say I did, what would you do then?" Harry put down his empty plate, suddenly finding something interesting on the right side of the wall.

"Then I'd say 'good job', since that's the smartest thing you ever did in all the seven years we've known each other." Malfoy put down his plate too and went on to examine the wall on the left, instead. They lost track of time while they sat there unmoving, each avoiding looking at the other.