HarryxDraco Chap 4

Harry had finished dinner fairly quickly, as he wanted to see if Draco would be at the lake. As he was getting up to leave, Hermione tapped his shoulder. He turned and looked at her. "Be careful, alright?" she whispered. Harry nodded.
"Of course. You know me, Hermione. I never get into any trouble." He joked quietly. She laughed and beckoned for him to go. He turned and headed out of the doors of the Great Hall. I wonder if Draco will actually be there and if he is, what will he say if I just turn up? Harry's thoughts were about to wage war against each other, but to his surprise, he was already near the lake. He couldn't see his new blond friend, so he called out to him. "Draco, you down here?" Harry called, looking around. Suddenly, he heard someone sniffling, somewhere to his left. He turned and found Draco behind a bush, facing out towards the lake. He was crying, silent tears sliding down his delicate face. Harry stepped through the bush and sat down next to him, hoping this would be of some comfort. To his surprise and amazement, Draco leaned over and gripped Harry, pulling him close.

Draco was embarrassed to have Potter find him like this, but once he started crying, he couldn't stop. He had embraced Potter in a close and awkwardly positioned hug, because he needed someone to hold on to. Slowly, Draco brought his eyes up to meet Harry's and he wiped his nose on his sleeve. "I'm sorry you had to find me like this, Potter. I didn't think any of you would actually come looking for me." Draco pulled back off of Harry, and searched his pockets for a tissue. Harry blushed.
"Well, you didn't show up at dinner. We waited around for a bit, and no one had seen you. Ron thought you might've fallen into the lake." Harry told him, handing him a tissue from his pocket. Taking it, Draco replied.
"How very thoughtful of him." His voice was dripping with sarcasm. Harry grinned.
"So, are you going to tell me what's wrong?" He put a caring arm around Draco, like Ron had to Hermione earlier that day. Draco looked at him with those beautiful grey eyes.
"It's nice having friends." He said simply. Harry stared at him, shocked.
"What about Crabbe, Goyle and Blaise? And your girlfriend, Parkinson? You guys are always together. Aren't they your friends?" Harry blurted, and then shut his mouth, turning pink again.
"They aren't really my friends. I mean, I'm not using them or anything. But, they don't really understand…well, anything. And Pansy is so not my girlfriend. She just tags along because she's got a huge crush on Blaise." Draco explained, now staring up at the starry sky and leaning against Harry's chest. Harry resisted the urge to begin stroking his hair.
"Ah, I see. Wait…I thought Blaise was gay?" Harry gave Draco a quizzical look and he laughed.
"He is, but Pansy is too thick to realize it." And both boys roared with laughter. A few minutes later, they calmed down and Draco stood up. He offered his hand to Harry, who took it. "We should start heading back up to the castle, or Granger might agree with Weasley on that lake theory." Harry chuckled at Draco's comment.
"Alright, let's go. I'll race you." He raised a suggestive eyebrow, and took off running. Draco looked incredulous for a moment, and then raced after him.
"Oi, get back here cheater!" he yelled, laughing at the same time. They reached the castle, panting. Walking inside, they had to go their separate ways almost instantly. Draco looked at Harry and bit his lip in an uncertain way. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" And thought he had intended it to be a statement, it came out sounding more like a question. Harry smiled and then did something unexpected. He leaned down and gave Draco a small kiss on the cheek. Draco's eyes widened in surprise and he blushed a deeper shade of red than Harry thought was possible.
"Of course. See you in the morning." Harry leapt up the stairs two at a time. As Draco turned to go downstairs, he touched the spot Harry's lips had just been on. Well, as exits go, that one takes the cake. He thought, smiling.