Chapter Two: Midnight Snacks
" It's alright Dobby," Harry was attempting to calm to down the distraught house elf." I'm really not fond of jelly anyway," he lied weakly, smiling slightly." don't worry about it. This peanut butter and banana sandwich is just as tasty."
Dobby looked around as if trying to find something to bang his head against." Dobby cannot makes mistakes when it comes to Master Harry Potter. Master Harry Potter has been so good to Dobby."
" It's alright." Harry said firmly. Something like this happened every time he happened to visit Hogwarts kitchen. He just wanted to relax, and as much as he liked Dobby, sometimes the sensitive house elf annoyed him. He was so busy with the fussy house elf that he didn't hear a set of footsteps either; Nor did he hear the surprise gasp.
" Potter?"
The alarmed Gryffindor whipped his wand out so fast that the intruder didn't have time to do the same, but as soon as emerald eyes met silver ones, Harry felt himself go numb. Damn. So much for keeping low.
" Malfoy?" He cried out in disbelief." what the bloody hell are you doing out this late? Its 2 o'clock in the morning for Merlin's sake!"
Despite the Gryffindor's outburst, Malfoy stood still, his 6 ft 1 figure frozen in disbelief. Finally as a few minutes of awkward silence, he spoke." I could ask the same of you Potter. You disappear and now suddenly I find you here .. hiding."
" I'm not hiding you asshole," Harry jumped up from the table he was sitting at. No much as he hated to admit it, but he was hiding, but of course he wasn't going to admit that to Malfoy." I'm attending classes a little late. As a matter of fact, I'm starting classes tomorrow."
Malfoy smirked, his cold eyes looking Harry up in down in a dangerous way." Something's different about you. If I hadn't had seen your eyes I wouldn't have known that it was you. What the hell happened to you?"
Harry had the urge to stick out his tongue in a childish pout, but instead he settled for a sign, dropping his arm that was still pointed at the blond in defense." I could say the same thing about you too, Malfoy," Malfoy had certainly filled out over the summer, and suddenly Harry was aware of how much he looked like his father." and as for what happened to me. I think that is none of your business."
" None of my business?" The blond sneered," I have every right to know. I could go spill your secrets out to the whole school at this moment. Do-not-fuck-with-me, Potter."
" Go right ahead, Malfoy. Who would believe you?" Harry challenged back.
Malfoy huffed childishly, deciding to drop the subject." Goodnight, Potter."
" Goodnight Potter?" Harry questioned, suddenly made that Malfoy gave up that easy. No matter how much he didn't want to admit it, but he he enjoyed taunting Malfoy. He enjoyed talking to somebody other than Prof. Dumbledor." that's it? Where's the Slytherins side of you?"
" Good Bye."
With that said, the blond turned his heels and walked elegantly out in the room. Harry soon realized that he hadn't won the battle after all. Malfoy had found a new strategy.
