Harry stared at the boy's silver eyes and beautiful pale face.
"I'm waiting, Malfoy." Harry said, trying to sound intimidating. He failed. Draco - lost in Harry's emerald eyes - gave a simple answer.
"Because you're Harry Potter." He said blandly. He turned away from Harry and sat down.
"That doesn't answer my question." Harry spat. Draco crossed his legs and smiled up at the raven-haired Gryffindor.
"Calm down Potter. It was only a kiss." Draco snickered as he fussed with his hair.
"Well it was completely uncalled for! And it wasn't 'just a kiss' Malfoy and you know it!" Harry said, whisper-yelling.
"Oh so you didn't like it? Your face would appear to say otherwise." Draco said, smirking mischievously and gesturing at Harry's bright red face.
"W-well it was n-nice I guess... B-but that doesn't mean anything!" Harry explained as his face reddened further.
"Well would you look at the time Potter? It's late and we should return to our dorms." Draco said leaning his head back and closing his eyes.
"Your point..? O-oh right..." Harry trailed off.
"Well I guess I'll head back to the Gryffindor common room then." The boy said slowly, standing up from the old armchair and racing for the door. Draco caught his wrist as he stood and held it in a tight grip.
