The next few days were a blur of covert little glances during classes and meals. They would glance awkwardly at each other from time to time, every time looking away when the other met his gaze. Every time this happened (which, admittedly, was a lot), Harry wondered what Draco was thinking when he looked at him.
He couldn't tell anyone what was going on because he didn't even really know what was going on, and, besides, he knew what their reactions would be anyway.
Dumbledore would tell him to end it immediately. Hermione would look worried, tell him to be careful, and then read up on gay wizarding relationships to show Harry how badly they could end. Ron would be worried for a different reason, and his response would be a mixture of "Why Malfoy?" and "I knew you were gay, mate, I just didn't want to say anything!"
Professor Snape… Wait, where did he come from? Harry wondered. Why am I worried about Snape's reaction?
Draco, meanwhile, on the other side of the Great Hall, was wondering how his father's friends found out so quickly. They hadn't found out about the snogging, of course, or how much Draco had secretly enjoyed it (he'd had to take extra long in the showers that morning with a Silencio charm), but they had found out that he was onto Potter.
Their altercations soon changed from "My dad is rich, your dad is dead / At least my father didn't dress like a homosexual pimp" to meaningful looks and secret desires that neither of them wanted to pursue: not yet, anyway.
sometimesiwishitwasyou
Snape had done five complicated spells to Draco's room, a single, the first involving ground hog's boar and the last involving Snape wearing a pink tutu over his stained black robes. (Draco didn't see why the tutu was necessary; he just supposed that Snape wore it for fun. It was rather disturbing.)
The five spells allowed anyone to Apparate or Disapparate from Draco's room (good if a quick exit was needed), but, most importantly, it allowed Portkeys to work from inside Hogwarts. This was the most important part of the plan: make the damn Portkey work.
Even though he knew that people could Apparate or Disapparate from his room, he still got a shock whenever Snape or his father appeared out of thin air with a loud pop – especially if Snape was wearing that tutu again.
It was strange how Snape had given him the Portkey in front of the entire school, not caring who saw. It was such an ordinary object, but, held by the right person; it would send them straight to… Well, Draco didn't know. He supposed it was somewhere nasty, considering that he was supposed to give it to Harry.
That was the only problem: getting Harry into his room.
Draco had considered drugging his drink, but, in light of certain recent events, he supposed it wouldn't be too hard to get him there anymore.