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Chapter Three
Harry and Malfoy made it to Gryffindor tower, but once they were outside the portrait hole, they just stood there. Harry stared at the fat lady for a few minutes before Malfoy nudged him.
"What?" He snarled looking at the now red haired boy.
"Are you going to stand here all day or open the portrait?" Malfoy snarled back.
"Why should I let you in?" Harry glared at his best friends body. His glare faltered, not wanting to be mean to his best friend, even if Malfoy was residing in it right now.
Malfoy scoffed, "Like I want to go in there." He paused, "Can we just go in now?" His voice had slight irritation in it.
"Fine." Harry gritted his teeth and looked at the portrait.
"Password?" She asked, noticing they had finished arguing.
"Lion's den." Harry spoke in a clear voice.
The portrait opened and Harry walked inside, Malfoy following slowly behind. Harry walked toward his favorite chair, which resided right in front of the fireplace, but Malfoy beat him to it.
Harry froze in shock as Malfoy plopped down sideways and glanced back at Harry, showing off a triumphant smirk. Harry stood there fuming for a second before an amazing idea popped into his head. He sauntered over to Malfoy, swinging his hips back and forth.
When he was in front of Malfoy, who looked at him with wonder, he turned and proceeded to plop down on him. Malfoy grunted from the sudden weight on him.
"What the hell Potter." He snarled.
Harry scooted closer to him, getting himself comfortable on Malfoy's stomach.
"Get off." Malfoy screeched.
"Nope. Don't think so. This is my chair." Harry smirked, letting more of his weight press down on the poor boys stomach.
"Get. Off." Malfoy yelled, attempting to push the raven-haired boy off him.
Harry suddenly lurched off him, a squeak passing his lips. Malfoy let in a deep breath then slowly let it out. He moved to where he was sitting forward, the proper way to sit, and looked up at Harry.
"What's wrong now?" He asked.
"You touched my butt." Harry squeaked. He coughed, trying to clear his throat then tried again, "When you tried to move me, you touched my butt."
"Did not." Malfoy denied, even though he was pretty sure he had felt something slightly different in texture then the others limbs of the boy. Not that he would tell Harry this.
"Did too."
"Did not"
"Did too."
"Did. Not."
"Did. Too."
Malfoy let out another frustrated sigh, "Do we really have to do this now?"
Harry looked at him with a bored expression, "No, Malfoy. Let's just halt this conversation and hold it for another time. How's that sound?"
Malfoy smirked, "I say we do that."
Harry stared at him, then proceeded to yet again sit on Malfoy, except this time it was on his lap.
"What are you doing Potter?" Malfoy snarled, attempting to push him off, avoiding his lower regions, to no avail. Harry wouldn't budge, even when Malfoy/Ron's hand grazed Harry's bum again.
"I already told you," He glanced back at Malfoy, "This is my seat."
Malfoy sighed and parted his legs, making Harry fall between them, to sit snuggly between his thighs. Harry was thinking about getting up but something, or more like someone, stopped him. Malfoy had slid his arms around Harry, locking his fingers together right on Harry's stomach. His breath hitched in his throat and he tried his hardest not to shiver. When he deemed himself calm enough, he spoke.
"What are you doing?" He asked, his voice breaking just a little at the end. He felt Malfoy shrug behind him.
"You wanted your seat back and I wasn't going to be moving anytime sometime soon, so I decided to share."
Harry snorted, "You. A Malfoy. Sharing. What has the world come to."
"What indeed." He heard Malfoy say.
After that they grew quiet, not really knowing what to say. Staring into the fire, Malfoy started feeling sleepy. His head would droop a little then snap back up, then droop again. This went on for a few minutes until Harry got fed up.
"Just lean your head on my shoulder if your so tired."
Malfoy shook his head, "M' not tired." He let out a yawn.
Harry let out a frustrated sigh and decided to make it easier for him. He leaned back, resting his head on Malfoy/Ron's shoulder. Malfoy shivered at the contact but let his head fall onto Harry's shoulder. Ron's hair tickled Harry's neck and he let out a very un-manly giggle. He clasped his hands over his mouth, appalled that he made such noises.
He felt Malfoy smile on his shoulder.
"That was extremely cute. Didn't know you had it in you Potter." He teased lazily, no malice in his voice.
Harry flushed and went to retort but found that Malfoy had fallen asleep.
"Git." He whispered, a small smile on his face, "I'm not cute."
Harry sat there with a content smile on his face while he listened to Malfoy's soft breathing.
'This is nice.' He thought.
"I knew you guys were close but I didn't know it was to this extent." Hermione's voice sounded behind them.
Harry's head snapped up. He jumped off Malfoy, leaving him to fall face first into the ground. Malfoy glared up at Hermione.
"What do you want Granger?" He sneered.
Hermione gaped. She turned to look at Harry, shock clearly written all over her face.
"What were you doing with Malfoy?" She questioned.
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked, not getting the whole picture.
"He had his arms around you Harry. In case you didn't realize, that's why he fell." She stated.
Harry felt himself grow red. He went to argue but all that came out was a mess of sputtering and words that made no sense, except to him. He ran past Hermione and upstairs to the boy's dormitory. He reached it and slammed the door closed, slumping down the back of it.
"What did you do to him?" He heard Hermione scream.
"Me? I didn't do anything." Malfoy screamed back.
Even in his situation, Harry couldn't help but laugh at how much Malfoy and Ron were alike.
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A.N./ Annnnnnd, Done! Yay! Another one done. I'm so happy. I bet some of you are wondering what happened to Ron. Well! You'll have to wait till next chapter.
Until Next Time ~ 3
