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Hermione POV:

Harry decides to talk to Hermione about Ron so he began looking for her and found her in the library, to his surprise talking and leaning close to Blaise Zabini. Before he could talk himself out of it, he closed the door and walked swiftly and with purpose and sat himself down into the chair across from Hermione. Hermione looked up shocked and Blaise didn't quite manage not to look annoyed at Harry showing up. "Yes, Harry. I assume this is important?" She said sternly. Harry managed a sheepish look and said "Sorry, Herm. I could speak to you later." Harry made to stand up, when Hermione reached out and touched his shoulder. "No no, Harry, don't worry." Blaise looked pissed but managed to say: "Okay then, I'll just see you later then?" and left.

"I… sorry Herm, I didn't mean to interrupt anything."

"Okay Harry, so what is the problem? I do hope it's not your scar again?" She looked worried. "No, it's not that. I wanted to speak to you about me and Ron." He started hesitantly. Hermione looked puzzled but said nothing for a while. After noticing Harry wasn't going to carry on and get to the point, she sighed and said: "What about you two Harry?" Harry looked guilty and said: "I don't think we should be a couple, Herm."

"Why not?" Hermione asked surprised, she wasn't expecting him to catch on so soon. "I…well I…iamnotattractedtohim." He rushed out in one breath. Hermione continued to look puzzled for a moment and replied "I never thought you were."

"You didn't? Then why didn't you say anything?" Harry looked horrified. "I wanted you to figure it out for yourself Harry."

"Really Herm, that's stupid, what if we…never mind." And Harry turned bright red again.

"So, do you want to tell him?" Hermione said, and started packing away her books.

"What do you mean? I can't tell Ron!" Harry squeaked.

"I was not talking about Ron, I meant D… (Draco) never mind." Hermione broke of mid-sentence. Harry looked at her confused but managed not to reply with "Huh?"

"I'd never cheat on Ron, Herm." Just at that moment Ron walked up to them, smiling mischievously and said: "I know baby, I trust you." and leaned in to press a chaise kiss against his lips. Hermione looked relieved to have this conversation end and that made Harry wonder just why she had thought he liked anyone when he only mentioned Ron. He hadn't even mentioned being attracted to anyone else and when he thought about it, he wasn't (denial). A while later they were walking in the hallway and Ron ran into the one guy Ron couldn't stand the sight of.

Draco POV:

To Draco's horror he was walking in the hallway and ended up face to face with Weasley. He was hoping he and the golden trio could just ignore each other this year because the rivalry between them seemed so childish to him now. He never really hated Potter. Potter looked like he just wanted the exact same thing as Draco did and he felt a strange feeling clench his heart. When his eyes met Weasley's he knew that hope was in vain because he was already walking toward Draco, Crabbe and Goyle with single minded determination. Ron already had an insult on his tongue when Draco said: "Is it really necessary to fight Weasel?" Harry looked shocked but seemed to calm himself. Ron was spluttering indignantly and trying to think of a comeback. "Ron, let me handle this." Harry said and Draco's mask of indifference almost slipped. "Get out of our way, Malfoy." Harry snapped and Draco felt himself go even colder and smirked. "Make me Potter." Draco was expecting a hex, or maybe a punch to the face, so when Harry grabbed his shoulders and shoved him against the wall it took him a few seconds to understand what Harry was doing and then he noticed Harry pressed up against him, lips inches from Draco's. He seemed for a second as if he was going to kiss Draco and he felt his heart speed up involuntarily. Then Harry said cruelly: "If only you weren't such a prat." And shoved him back, turned and left, the other two looking stunned as they walked of after him. "You okay, Draco?" Crabbe said when Draco didn't seem to get out of his trance. Draco was hard underneath his robes and was so disgusted he managed not to notice Harry was in a similar state when he let go of Draco. "Yes Crabbe, come." And then Draco walked off, internally wincing at his choice of words.

Harry POV:

Harry and Ron walked past the notice board and saw that Dumbledore was launching a inter house unity project and would be giving further instructions. Harry was already thinking of a way to get Draco to know him, and not just the Boy-Who-Lived. He wasn't sure if Draco could learn to like him, but he wanted to find out. Maybe this project could give him some ideas. He was about to find out just how lucky he was.

Snape POV:

The headmaster sat next to me, blue eyes twinkling and everyone was curious to find out about the project. My house seemed to manage calm indifference. It was a horrible idea, in my opinion. I strongly advised Dumbledore that having a secret pen-pal was just going to distract the children from their studies. However, Dumbledore was never one to accept advice, no matter how strongly given. I saw Potter looking toward the table and gave him my best I-HATE-POTTER glare causing him to look back down into his lunch. As you can tell from the name, it's reserved only for Potter. I despise that boy.

Dumbledore POV:

"I believe you all are curious about the house-project." Dumbledore started and saw all the eyes in the great hall instantly focussed on him. "The idea is that I will be charming, with the help of professor Flitwick, pieces of parchment that will make it possible for two random students to communicate." He paused for breath and heard lots of sighs of disappointment from the students. "It shall be for a month or so, you may choose to reveal your identity or to stay anonymous. But please do take the opportunity given to you. You might make a new friend."

Harry POV:

Harry was very excited. He knew the chances of ending up with Draco would be really low but found the comfort in the fact that you could only be partnered with a student within your own year. He was very thankful he would be writing to a fellow 7th year instead of a lovesick 1st year Hufflepuff.

Draco POV:

In Potions the Slytherin's received the parchment in relative silence, only Pansy seemed to like the excuse to gossip even more. Draco just took a look at the parchment and continued with the liquid luck potion Snape had set them on revising. The Slytherin's were the second last to get them, just before the Gryffindore's.

Harry POV:

The last parchments were handed to the Gryffindore's in Care of Magical Creatures and Harry was thankful for the distraction from Hagrid's creatures. (Rather here than Potions) Harry thought irritably. When he received his parchment it took him a while to decide not to write yet. He was hoping for a chance to convert a Slytherin to the side of the light. Dumbledore might not think they were important, but Harry sure did. If he could have Draco… It could be a breakthrough for their side. He didn't give any thought to a personal relationship between them; after all, he had to save the world. Whether Draco had a tight ass or not was surely irrelevant. Harry didn't manage to convince himself of that either. After classes let out for the day he decided that he was up to finding out who his correspondence is for the next month or so. He debated long on what to write but in the end had come up only with

"Hi!"

He waited for a reply almost half an hour before the writing came up in front of him.

Draco POV:

"Hi?" Was that really all the person could say? Draco was annoyed at having his correspondence so clearly a bad conservationist he had to think a while to come up with a reply that would receive more than a single word reply; so wrote:

Always this articulate? Was hoping for someone brains… My guess is you aren't Slytherin then, are you?

Slytherin? Haha not exactly. Almost was though, sorting hat said I'd have down well in there. I was just unsure of what to write. So, Slytherin huh?

Draco shook his head in disbelief. Yes. He paused and then Stupid question you idiot.

Draco?

Holy shit, what gave me away? He wrote and smirked.

Brilliant! Was just a good guess I suppose. Mind if I don't reveal my identity just yet, Draco?

Curious in spite of himself, he wrote as long as you are not one of two people.

Who would they be? Harry wrote back, a bit worried.

Granger or Weasley.

Ron or Hermione? No I'm not.

I should have known you would be on first name terms.

Come on, let's not write about them, please. I would like to learn more about you. Are you single? Favourite subject? Favourite colour? (I'm guessing green?)

As long as I get the same answers.

Of course.

Well then, yes, Potions and no, actually (Don't tell!) it's blue. Other Slytherin's would not like that one bit, would be my guess.

Oh really? Yeah, guess not. I'm not currently single no, I'm male by the way, DADA, and my house would murder me for treason, mine is green. Must be the Slytherin inside me.

Sounds kinky. Draco wrote before he could think twice about letting someone know he is gay.

Harry POV:

Harry was glad Draco couldn't see him blushing viciously at that reply. (Could Draco be gay?) That made Harry happier than he would like to admit.

I… erm, that's not exactly what I meant, you know.

I know, teasing you is entertaining, I could only imagine you blushing as you read it.

Well, that pun was rather effective. No need to worry about it, but I am gay, you see?

Really? Very fascinating. Don't worry, I'm not homophobic.

But you're not gay?

I'd rather not say if you don't mind.

Oh, of course Draco.

Write you later?

Sure, goodnight.

Goodnight. And with that Harry was left rereading his first real conversation with none other than Draco Malfoy.