AUTHORS NOTE!! – I know the time line is moving kind of fast. But that's just kind of how I am. Coz if its boring to me, its more than likely boring to my readers. I know that some of you like the boring slow, filler junk. But that's just not the kind of writer I am. . . so sorry if you're not liking how I'm doing my fic.
Chapter 3
It was mid-October and Harry and Draco were sitting under what hade become "their tree". They had been silent for a long time, which had come to be an unusual occurrence.
Harry turned to Draco "what's wrong?"
"nothing, why?"
"don't lie, and do you even need to ask why, you're acting like a scared kitten in a pet store."
"I am not. . . so how's Ginny?"
"she's being hella annoying because I won't schedule more practices. And don't change the subject."
"how come?"
"because I'm concerned, DUH!"
"no not that how come you won't schedule more time out on the field?"
"I just don't feel like it. And plus Gin always says I don't spend enough time with her. But then when I try by cutting out quidditch time she gets all mad. . . so I don't know what to do, coz I know if I schedule more practices, she'll then start complaining about not spending enough time together again." Harry let out a sigh "so are you gonna get back on subject or keep avoiding your problem?"
"I don't have a problem. I don't even remember what subject you're talking about."
"yes you do. And the before we started talking about me issues, we were talking about yours."
"which would be?"
"why you're acting so scared all the time."
"oh. . . "
There was a long silence between the two.
"Draco?"
"I'm afraid."
"I kind of figured that our Dray"
"I'm afraid that one morning I'm not going to wake up. I'm afraid that if I turn off the light one of my house mates will attack me." He wrapped his arms around his knees, putting his head in them, and began to cry silently.
Harry rubbed Draco's back comfortingly until the blond boy stopped crying. "why?"
"why? What do you mean why? Isn't it obvious Harry! Even though they were mad at me before, they were gonna get over it by Christmas. But when I became friends with you that all changed. It wouldn't have if I was still Slytherin Prince! But I'm not so it did!"
Harry withdrew his hand, looking a little hurt. He stood up, brushing himself off. He looked down at Draco tears welling up in his eyes. "sorry. . . " was all he could get out before the tears started to fall, and he started walking off towards the castle.