Harry opened the door and flew into the classroom panting but trying not to show it. Professor Binns just carried on talking to the class even though the students who were actually away had their attention on Harry. He walked round and took his place back in between Ron and Hermione. Hermione and Ron both gave Harry a look which said "where have you been?" He pretended to ignore it. He needed to come up with a convincing lie before lunch otherwise his secret would get found out. Hermione went back to taking notes whilst Ron stared at the front of the class daydreaming. Harry was thinking of a convincing lie he could tell his two best friends. Harry was only in the class for about another 5 minutes before lunch came but in History of Magic, what is a minute seems more like an hour. Good thing him and Ron had Hermione's notes to 'borrow.' Harry packed his things and rushed out of class in case professor Binns tried to stop him and question where he got to. Hermione and Ron caught up to him by the Great Hall. "Harry how come you were so long, you missed almost all of class. Were you okay?" Hermione questioned. Harry was still trying to think of a good cover story. "Yeah Hermione I was fine. Just got a bit distracted that's all." Hermione looked concerned and looked into Harrys eyes. "It wasn't your scar was it?" Her eyes stopped at Harrys scar before looking back into his eyes. "No Hermione, honestly it was fine. I just… bumped into Peeves and he caused a lot of trouble and got in my way." Hermione was thinking about this theory for a moment and still looked unconvinced. "Harry are you sure it wasn't your scar, you can tell us."
"I know I can Hermione and if it does hurt I will and do tell you."
"Hermione, if he said it wasn't his scar then it wasn't his scar. Peeves is always creating trouble for people. Lay off him." Ron said. Hermione looked defeated so they all sat at the Gryffindor table for lunch.
As soon as they had sat down, the golden plates had filled themselves and the golden goblet shad been magically filled with pumpkin juice. Ron licked his lips and pulled a plate of sausages towards him. Hermione picked up a few neatly cut sandwiches and put them on her plate. Harry scanned the table but didn't feel very hungry. He put some chicken on his plate and picked up his fork. Hermione was finishing her first sandwich and Ron was on his fourth sausage! Harry chased his food around with his fork then put his hand on his head and gave a small sigh. He couldn't keep his mind off Draco and their magical moments they had just shared. Hermione tried to make conversation with Harry but he simply shrugged or grunted. He thought he sounded rather like Crabbe or Goyle. She gave up her attempts and read her Ancient Runes textbook. Harry heard laughter coming from the Slytherin table. He had the urge to turn and look for Draco but he had to fight it as it would have looked rather out of character and suspicious. Harry managed a few forkfuls of chicken before he noisily dropped his fork on his plate. Ron looked up from his seventh sausage. "You alright mate?" he asked. "You look a bit down."
Harry looked up from his plate as Hermione glanced up from her textbook. "I'm okay, just feeling unwell still, that's all."
Ron swallowed his mouthful. "You should go see Madame Pomfrey. She'll make you better."
No I'll be fine" He smiled. He needed to act normal as Ron and Hermione were getting worried. "I just need some fresh air that's all" He picked up his bag and swung it over his shoulder. We'll come with you." Hermione said packing away her book. "It's a lovely day." Harry was going to protest but thought that it would be nice to have company so he nodded and the three friends walked out of the Great Hall (with Harry giving the Slytherin table a sneaky glance for Draco) and walked out into the sunny, warm Hogwarts grounds.