'Harry?'
Upon hearing that voice he knew all too well whispering at him from a cupboard in a busy corridor of Hogwarts, Harry had to restrain himself from running straight in there and kissing the one the voice belongs to.
But he can't. They both have reputations to uphold that can't be tarnished by forbidden love. Oh, what Harry would give to spend every minute of every day in the arms of Draco Malfoy.
Draco wouldn't usually be this blatant with his attempts to get Harry's attention (not that he needed to get it: Harry's eyes were always on him), but if he was willing to risk everything they've worked for it must be incredibly important.
Harry quickly slipped into the cupboard, unnoticed by the crowds of students making their way to class.
'We need to talk,' said Draco. 'I know that you told them.'
'I - I don't know what you're talking about,' replied Harry, shakily.
'We agreed not to keep secrets.'
'I'm sorry, Draco.' Harry said sincerely. 'I didn't mean to tell them, but they knew something was different about me. They knew I was seeing someone in secret. I kept quiet at the start, but they kept pestering me about it and trying to guess who it was. Ron said your name as a joke, but he could tell from my face it wasn't. I trust them not to tell anybody.'
Draco looked less angry than before.
'I'm not sure I can. They still hate me.'
'They don't really. I've talked to both of them about it, and neither are going to be inviting you for a sleepover any time soon, but if I'm happy, so are they.'
'Are you happy?'
'Joyous'
Sorry it's been so long! I try to write when I can, but sometimes school and stuff gets in the way. It's the summer holidays now so expect more in the next month or so!