Chapter 4
The next week went by slowly as he was waiting for Malfoy to tell him how he had to pay his depth to him. But all Malfoy seemed to do all week was to watch him with a suspicious eye. He had already come up with anything Malfoy might ask of him, which went from doing his homework for a week to things much much worse.
Malfoy couldn't stand not knowing things and Potter just had one too many secrets for his liking. And not the boring secrets either. So he decided to watch him, in every class they had together, in the hallways, during breakfast, lunch and dinner. If possible he would also follow him any other time of the day, but he had to make sure no one noticed. He couldn't be seen watching the Boy-Who-Lived, that would give a very wrong impression. One that said he did not one hundred percent loath the other boy.
However Potter didn't act all that strange. He looked tired and seemed agitated, and even more so during the lessons they had together. But then again they shared Potions and DADA. The only reason Potter was anxious during Potions was because of Snape, who still suspected him of opening the Chamber of Secrets. Which he himself hadn't ruled out completely either, although it did seem a bit illogical and Potter simply wasn't that good. As for the DADA lessons it was most likely Lockhart striking him up as the hero every lesson and trying to become his best friend or something. Which he had to admit was a tad odd.
Malfoy decided that he would watch another week to see if he could find anything out, if not than he would just drop it and give Potter his way to pay him back. But for now he would keep his leverage for a little longer.
The week after resembled the previous week except for the DADA class. It had started out the same way as every other lesson, with Lockhart holding a monologue about mostly himself. They didn't learn that much in his lessons besides that he was supposedly the most brilliant and handsome professor and man they would ever meet. At the end of the lesson however Lockhart had come up to Potter and commented on him looking very tired. "I... uh... I just had some trouble sleeping last night is all" Potter stammered out. Something is off Malfoy thought, he looks more nervous than normal, even for him. "I may have a solution for that, why don't you stay after class so we can discuss it." Lockhart told Potter. At those words he could see Potter tense up as his eyes grew larger, but he gave a small nod. Lockhart is thinking of someone else for a change and Potter actually looks scared. Malfoy was reminded of the closet incident when Potter appeared to act a lot like he was acting now. He had to know what was going on so when the rest of the class stumbled out of the room he told his friends he would meet up with them later. He quickly hid in one of the cupboards - I seriously have to stop hiding in closets! he thought - he left the door slightly ajar so he could clearly see Potters face from behind Lockhart.
As soon as everybody had left the classroom, Lockhart locked the door and put an extra locking spell on it. He also put a silencing spell around the room. When he was finished he turned around and eyed Harry. Harry just stood there, he knew what was coming and he couldn't do anything about it. He gazed at the floor as he fumbled with his hands. He felt Lockhart moving closer to him so they now stood directly across from one another. "Harry," Lockhart started "I still meant to tell you that I do not want you wandering the castle after your detentions with me. We wouldn't want anyone suspecting something, now would we?" The friendly smile that was usually plastered on his face had disappeared and was replaced by a stern and slightly angry look. "No sir, I'm sorry." Harry mumbled his response.
Lockhart reached out his hand to lay it on the boys shoulder, but Harry flinched away from the touch. Not enough to escape it however, because he knew it coming and had tried to supress his flinch as much as possible. The hand on his shoulder gripped him a bit harder so he couldn't move away again, and to remind him that he shouldn't resist for it would make it that much harder and painful in the end. Harry still kept his eyes down, inspecting the shoes that were now merely inches away from his own. He felt a hand on his chin that pushed his head up so he was forced to lock eyes with the taller man in front of him. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat, his eyes big and filled with fear. "You have such beautiful eyes Harry." Lockhart commented, his smile now smugly and his eyes filled with lust. Lockhart started to lean forward when they were suddenly interrupted by a noise from the other side of the room.
It had sounded like several books had fallen over and Harry searched where the sound had come from, when he noticed a pair of eyes stare back at him from within a cupboard. Lockhart searched the room as well, but he didn't seem to realise where the noise had come from since he had been so caught up with the boy now next to him.
Harry knew he couldn't let the man find out that there was someone else in the room with them, since he would surely be blamed for spilling their secret. He quietly pulled out his wand and sent a hex in the direction of Lockhart's office. Luckily the man hadn't noticed that he had pulled out his wand since he had his back turned towards Harry, he also hadn't heard him casting a spell since Harry could do it almost silently. Lockhart turned around and strode up to his office "stay here" he called after himself. When Lockhart was gone he quickly motioned for the person in the cupboard to come out. He wasn't all that surprised when he saw Malfoy stumble out of the closet, the slytherin couldn't seem to leave him alone lately. They looked at each other and Harry motion for him not to say anything. His heart was hammering in his chest as he quickly cast an unlocking charm. He had thought it to himself after his first detention with Lockhart not wanting to be locked up with him again with no way of escape, but the man had made sure he understood that there was no real way of escaping. When the door opened he quickly pushed Malfoy out and shut the door behind him. He put away his wand just in time to see Lockhart return to the classroom. Ones more he was alone in the room with his professor.
