Flash back - About a week ago during detention
Harry and Draco arrived about the same time. Minutes apart but, both were late. Snape made them stay an extra hour. Being the only two left there was an awkward vibe in the room.
Draco threw a balled up piece of parchment towards the back of Harry's head. In response Harry tossed it back. Draco pulled out his wand and set the paper on fire.
At the very moment Snape walked back into the classroom clueless as ever he somehow missed the piece of floating paper engorged in flames.
As Snape turned his back Harry quickly murmured a spell and the fire went out.
Both boys let out a small giggle.
"Detention is no place for laughter Mr. Potter." Snape hissed.
"Sorry professor."
"Of course you are. Just like your father. Getting joy out of others misery. Do you think I want to be here babysitting you snot nosed brats?!"
"Excuse me professor but, you're the one who insisted we stay an extra hour for being 5 minutes late. Also we're 17 I wouldn't call this 'Babysitting'."
"Draco you may go. Potter stay."
"Later loser." Draco winked at Harry and Harry blushed.
"Mr. Potter I have you know I can have you expelled in a blink of an eye. Make. My. Day.
Now get out."
Harry wanted to say something but, he held his tongue. If Snape's threats are true, he couldn't afford to be kicked out Hogwarts. He wouldn't be able to see Draco any more. Or umm his friends they matter too.
As he was walking the hall he turned a corner and who should be leaning against the wall? Of course Draco Malfoy. Lately Harry's been having thoughts no... More like fantasies about Malfoy. He'd picture them flying on their brooms side by side holding hands. Or even Draco swooping down on his broom and picking up Harry and they'd just ride out into the sunset. Those are just the "PG" romantic ones. He's had his share of naughty thoughts and fantasies. This one in particular he thinks is his favorite; He and Draco are alone in the Slytherin common room one moon light night. Draco lights the fire as Harry as is standing looking at the window. Draco walks up behind him wraps his arms around his waist, kisses his neck, rests his head on Harry's shoulder and sways with him. Side to side. Harry turns around and puts his arms around Draco's neck then starts playing with his perfectly blonde hair.
"Mmm Harry." Draco moaned when Harry starts pulling his hair. "Harry you very well know what that does to me.
"Yeah I know."
Draco looked deeply into Harrys eyes before going on. Lost in lust he quickly grabs the Gryffindor by his Red and Gold tie, pulls him in and says, "Once I start I won't be able to stop myself. "
"I wouldn't want you to."
They walk hand in hand and collapse onto the sofa.
Snogging, scratching, gasping and moaning endlessly.
"Potter!" Screeched Malfoy
"What do you want Malfoy?"
"Oh nothing just wondering if you're stupid enough to get more detention or possibly worse, I personally would look forward to not having to see your face around here anymore. "
"Oh really? Why is that you've been eyeing me lately, more so than ever. I thought you liked my face. I figured it gives you something to look forward to in your pathetic little life."
Harry turned around to leave but, Malfoy blocked him.
Malfoy's body became heated but, not with anger with desire, the desire to just grab Harry and have his way with him.
Truth be told Malfoy has been eyeing Harry. He didn't notice Harry knew about it. Of course he did catch him staring a few times before but, that was nothing all he had to do was toss him a dirty look and all was well.
Suddenly Malfoy decided not to hold his feelings back anymore. Not exactly thinking it through but, he figured it was now or never. "Potter can I tell you something?" He asked.
"What that you hate me? You're going to end me? I'm not exactly in the mood to be insulted again Malfoy. If you will please just get the bloody hell out of my way that would be great."
He didn't move.
Harry pulled out his wand and said, "Move or I'll move you myself."
He didn't move.
Harry pointed his wand towards Malfoy as he began to speak Malfoy swiftly drew his wand and disarmed Harry then proceeded to push him the ground. He pinned him to floor and said, "You're going to listen to me. Listen to me and I'll let you go. Understand."
"Get the fuck off me!" Harry demanded.
"No. Shut up before someone hears you. Just stop it. Stop squirming. Lately I've been thinking we should let go of this silly rivalry. We were 11 when this all started 6 years later it's still going on. Don't you think it's gotten old?" He said when the most sincere voice. It took himself by surprise he's never said something like this and meant it.
"Malfoy, it's very hard to agree to drop this when you've disarmed me and you are now pinning me down."
Uhh right. Okay." He stood up and reached out for Harry to grab his hand and pulled him up.
"See, normally I wouldn't have helped you up. I really meant what I said. We don't have to friends but, we don't have to be enemies either. "
"I'll think about it." Harry said then walked away
"Potter wait!"
"What now?"
"You forgot your wand is all."
Malfoy bent over to pick up and Harry took a glimpse at his bum.
He thought to himself, "Nice."
While handing Harry his wand Malfoy felt a sudden rush of emotions running through him then without thinking about it he acted upon his feelings and kissed Harry.
To his surprise Harry kissed back but, then he pulled away.
"What uhhh what was that?" Harry asked with a large grin on his face
"I don't know. I'm sorry." He said quietly
"Don't be sorry. I knew you liked me."
"Look don't think anything of it Potter. It was just umm … "
"You kissed me." Harry teased
"Shut up! Keep your voice down."
"Malfoy everyone knows you're gay. And everyone knows I'm gay. I don't see the problem. "
"The problem Potter is that it's you and I. If my father hears about this he'll have your head. Besides everyone knows we hate each other. They'll look at us and we'll be outcasts."
He face looked sadden.
"Seems like you've thought about this quite a bit. To be perfectly honest so have I. Malfoy how long have you felt like this?"
"I've had a crush on you since first year. Right after you shot down my friendship I knew I'd like you."
He let out a small laugh. It felt good to have finally said that.
He'd talk to Blaise about it but, he left out minor details like the fact he was talking about Harry.
Not many knew it but, Blaise was a pretty understanding guy. He didn't talk much to anyone about anything, no one except Draco. They were more alike than they thought. Both are misunderstood and often used by others and too afraid to stand up for themselves.
They talked for hours about whether or not they should give friendship a try but, neither one of the boys wanted to be just friends. Being a relationship just didn't seem like the right thing. But, they knew if they kept pretending like they don't have feelings for each other someone could get hurt and it'd be too hard to hide their feelings any longer.
Eventually they settled on being in a "Secrete relationship" as Draco put it. They'd sneak away to be with one another and pretend to hate each other like they always have. If it lasted they'd tell people when the time is right.