Chapter 2

Me: YAY

Harry: Why? Please tell me it gets better!

Draco: Please…

Me: Nope: just completely random character and plot changes, too fast moving stories, and love potions.

Draco: Crap…

Harry: Crap indeed.

Me: *turns to camera* I hope that you enjoy and remember that I own no characters or places, except any possible OC.

Ugh. Harry was super sore. His back was stiff and his arms felt brittle. He looked around to see why.

When he glimpse at where he was, it was no wonder! He had ended up sleeping on the couch. He was still cold as ice, but at least bright rays of sunlight shone through the window.

He glanced over to where Draco's bed was, and it was empty. He must be down at the bathroom.

Harry decided to get ready. He hadn't brushed his hair in a month, so that would be a good start. He sat on his bed, furiously untangling knots until his hair was picture-perfect.

Harry looked down and realized that he hadn't changed out of his bloody outfit from the night before.

OH. Harry hadn't thought about what happened then. That was so… sudden. It couldn't be classified as a kiss. It was painful, so that must've been the intention, right?

Oh well. Harry could ask Malfoy later. For now, getting ready and getting down to breakfast is the most important part.

After becoming a little more presentable, Harry washed the wound in his face and gasped. It was a lot bigger that he had imagined. On the left side of his bottom lip, there was a two inch cut all the way through the skin. There were even some teeth marks. It looked really bad, but it would be fixable with the Nurse's magic.

At that moment, Draco walked in and when he saw Harry, he nearly dropped his things. He had never see Harry with neat hair or such a clean face. Oh. His face.

Draco did drop his stuff when he saw Harry's lip. "I did that…" he gaped. "S-sorry.." He leaned his head down.

"It's ok." Said Harry. " Let's get to breakfast."

Pretty soon, Draco was back to his teasing old self, although they still did have to hold hands.

Harry looked around the hall and noticed Hermione and Ron staring at him. Ron gestures to his lip, and Harry looked away. Hermione smirked.

Harry rolled his eyes and plopped his head down. He has to explain this situation to his friends, maybe they would understand the situation.

As he was pondering the situation, Severus Snape walked up to the podium and raised a hand, causing everybody to quiet down. He cleared his throat.

"It has come to my attention that a substantial amount of love potion was stolen from the potions room." He said, his eyes skimming over the students and landing on Harry and Malfoy's joined hands with a smirk. "Today, potions lessons will be changed."

With that, Snape walked briskly back to his seat and students murmured amongst themselves.

Harry wondered what had happened. Had the Ravenclaws found another ship to obsess over? Were the Gryffindors playing a prank? Were the Hufflepuffs setting up a couple? Or were the Slytherins playing a sick joke?

He sighed and tried to get some food.

Meanwhile, Crabbe and Goyle were talking with some other Slytherins a few rows down at the table. Nobody else knew this, but them and a few other students had stolen the potion and diluted it to 24-hours of use. They only wanted to humiliate Malfoy, not ruin him.

Draco poured himself a small goblet of pumpkin juice, not very hungry. He had a lot of homework, but he wasn't able to complete it. He glanced at Harry, and Crabbe took this chance to pour the potion into Draco's drink.

Malfoy looked away from Harry, not wanting to concern himself with petty things like feelings. He took a sip from his goblet and coughed. His head felt light, but other than that, he felt the same. With one last glance at Harry, he started nibbling on a piece of bacon and pondering his homework.

His classmates were watching him and trying to see any significant changes. To their confusion, Malfoy acted the same. He was forced to hang out with Harry all day anyway, so nothing was really changed there.

His disposition hadn't changed at all either. Either the potion didn't work, or Draco was already in love with Harry.

Word of the love potion spread quickly through the school, and soon Malfoy heard as well. He didn't know who was drugged with the potion, but he had suspicions.

Harry was in a rather happy mood lately, which annoyed Draco. Malfoy hates Harry's guts, and it drove him crazy to see him act all delightful.

"What's your problem, Potter?" Draco asked as that were walking to class.

"Hm?" Harry asked absentmindedly.

"Your too… happy." Draco decided.

"Ah, Yes. I knew you had realized that." Harry paused, considering his words. "You see, ever since the train, I have been wanting to give you some payback, Malfoy." Harry smirked.

"Wha-" Draco managed as Harry slammed him against the wall.

"Don't get the wrong idea, Malfoy. I have to do this. A dare."

"MY FATHER WILL HEAR OF THIS!" Malfoy managed.

Harry kissed Draco harshly, adding a bit of saliva for good measure. Their noses aligned perfectly, their faces twisting and turning to make room for the complete and utter pleasure between them.

When Harry finally broke the kiss, he was greeted by a red faced Malfoy.

Malfoy was breathing heavily, out of breath.

"My father will ABSOLUTELY never hear about this." He breathed.

He was till trying to catch his breath as Professor McGonagall strutted into the room with a smirk on her face.

"Potter! Malfoy! I don't see you holding hands! You wouldn't want me to extend the punishment, would you?" With that, she walked out.

Grasping each other's hands and still red faced, the two walked to their next class, which was conveniently potions. Harry had to use the restroom, and Malfoy was already late so he scrambled quickly to class.

Taking his seat and noticing that the teacher was nowhere to be seen, Malfoy focused on the potion in front of him.

He sniffed it, and Hermione came up behind him. She had a strange look on her face.

"Hey Malfoy, What does this smell like?" She Asked.

Without thinking, Draco replied," That disgusting cologne that Harry uses way too much of."

Hermione laughed, nearly falling over. She sprinted off around the classroom to their students as Draco gave her a funny look.

Snape walked in and everybody quieted down.

"Can anyone tell me what this potion is, using only the ingredients?"

Hermione raised her hand, but before Snape could call on her, Harry rushed in.

"Sorry I'm late Sir!" He said to Snape as he hurried to his seat. Harry scrunched his nose. "Gross,

what is that smell?"

Hermione spoke up. "This potion is Amortentia, a powerful love potion that smells like what you care for the most. Basically it tells you what," She glances at Draco." Or who, you love."

Draco's red face slammed down onto the table with a loud thud and everyone turned to look at him.

"Good job interrupting the class, Malfoy." Said Snape."Mind telling us what you smell?"

Draco's head remained down.

He had smelled Harry.

And the pumpkin juice love potion had no effect.

HOLY CRAP.

Harry: *dead*

Draco:*dead*

McGonagall:*dead*

Me*alive* Whoops. Whelp I hope you enjoyed, but I have to go try and Frankenstein these peeps.