CHAPTER 4:

By the time Harry made his way into the common room, Hermione was all fired up about the time. After a quick duck and cover from the brunette's fury, the three friends made their way down into the dungeons, where their potions class was held with the Slytherins. As they reached the corridor, both Ron and Hermione broke out into a sprint, while Harry decided to take his sweet precious time. He wanted to stall as long as possible before he would be stuck in the same room with Draco for two whole hours. He could feel his stomach coil as his steps moved him closer and closer to the entrance of the classroom. Just as his foot was on the threshold, someone bumped his shoulder roughly from behind.

"Move out of the way Potter." Harry stared straight at Draco as he stepped passed him into the room. Crabbe and Goyle both followed behind snickering the entire way. He could feel his face flush red from anger as he stormed over to his seat next to Neville. He glared over at Draco who was sitting to the left of him. Draco was animatedly talking to the Slytherins surrounding him about something, but Harry could care less. All he wanted to do at that moment was grab him by his porcelain neck and strangle him to oblivion. Harrys gaze was suddenly diverted by a dark figure passing in front of his view. He immediately recognized Professor Snape, and looked up. Snape stared at Harry with a hard look but said nothing; instead he swiftly turned on his heel so he was now facing the entire class.

"Settle down!" Everyone immediately moved into their seats and sat studiously. Everyone knew that Professor Snape was not a character to be messed with. "Today we will begin class with a brief switching of seats. I want it to be done as quickly and quietly as possible, and if anyone has any objections to their new seating partner, I don't want to hear it!" Harry suddenly became nervous. He knew exactly who he would get stuck sitting next to, and he was not looking forward to it. He waited as Snape named off every pair, until finally it came down to two people, him and Draco. Everyone in the class watched with opened mouth looks as Draco and Harry took the front, middle desk in the room. They both walked to their new seats, while Snape watched them with a gleam in his eyes. Harry sat down in his seat without even a second glance at his new table partner. He could hear everyone around them whispering with gossip. "Alright, begin your potions from the other day." chairs moved as people got up to retrieve their supplies. Harry waited to see if Draco would move or if he expected Harry to do all the work.

"Well, what are you waiting for Potter? This potion isn't going to brew itself." Harry froze as he tried to control the anger that was boiling in the pit of his stomach. Draco's smug attitude was going to make Harry snap.

"I'm not your bloody slave Malfoy. If you want something done, do it yourself!" he hissed out the words so as not to yell, and attract more attention to them than they were already getting. Draco turned and gave Harry the same look that he had on his face from the night before. Harry could feel a shiver pass through him as he swallowed hard.

"You're a feisty one, aren't you?" Draco bit his lower lip as he scanned Harrys' body. Harry could feel his arousal stirring in his trousers, but he ignored it and instead became angrier. He moved closer to Draco's face as he spat out his words.

"What are you doing Malfoy? Stop. Playing. Games. If I had a choice I wouldn't even be talking to you right now." He watched as his words sent a flutter of pain across Draco's eyes, but the boy was incredible at covering up his emotions, and in half a second he became seductive and alluring once again.

"Oh Harry, stop acting like you don't want it just as bad as I do. I didn't imagine last night." In one swift move Draco had moved his face so it was mere inches from Harrys. If anyone were watching at that moment they would immediately think that they were about to kiss, but Neville had just caused his potions to explode, so no one was paying attention. Harry wanted nothing more than to close the gap between their faces and punish Draco's lips with his own, but just as he was about to do it Draco pulled back and smirked triumphantly. Harry moved away as he felt his face growing hot. He had inadvertently shown Draco that he indeed wanted him just as badly, and now he felt like hanging himself in the middle of the class.

"This is going to be a long two hours." Harry rubbed at his eyes in frustration as he heard Draco chuckling next to him.

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As soon as the last minute of class struck, Harry jumped from his seat and out the door. Everyone watched as Harry retreated quickly without even waiting for Ron and Hermione. He made his way to the windows in the hall, and took in a deep breath of fresh air. After the first hour of him and Draco just sitting there, Draco decided that he was going to do everything possible to turn Harry on in the middle of class. Every time Harry would get up to get another ingredient for their potion Draco would "accidently" rub against him, or bump something that was quite erect. Harry couldn't take any of it anymore and finally moved far away enough from Draco that it would be impossible for him to touch him.

"Hey, Potter…" Harry groaned as he heard the blonde boy approaching him. He turned slowly and gave Draco a tired sneer.

"Please Malfoy. It's been a long morning. Just leave me alone." As if Harry hadn't spoken at all, Draco just walked right up to him and placed a note in his hand.

"Read it." He winked at Harry as he turned and walked away. At that same instance Ron and Hermione walked over to Harry, sending evil glares in Draco's direction. Harry stood frozen staring at the folded piece of parchment in his hand in complete disbelief.

"We are so sorry Harry. It was rotten of Snape to stick you with…that thing." Hermione put her arm around his shoulders, and pulled him in tightly. He sighed heavily and moved away from his friends embrace. Ron and Hermione both stared after him in confusion.

"Where are you going mate?" Without answering, Harry just kept walking staring at the parchment in his hand. He knew his friends were just trying to help, but all he needed was someone to make sense of what he was feeling, and they couldn't do that for him. He wasn't even sure exactly where he was going, but at this point he just didn't care. Everything had turned out completely wrong, even after he thought he had finally found the solution to all his problems. Harry had been scared to live a "normal" life, thinking he wouldn't be any good at it, but now he would have given anything to just go back to yesterday morning when he was still living in normalcy. He stopped walking and leaned against the wall. He took the piece of parchment in each hand and unfolded it carefully. The writing was in emerald green ink, and the penmanship was flawless. He slowly read it aloud.

"Dear Harry,

I know I've been acting like a complete worm, and I apologize for it. It's hard for me to open up to people in person so I figured I would write it all down for you so you could understand where I am coming from better. Harry, the night before wasn't just a rouse to get into your pants. I meant it when I said that I had wanted you for a long time. I really do have feelings for you Harry, and I know it might seem weird or wrong, but I just don't care anymore. I've got nothing left to lose, and I would love to be able to at least try and have some kind of ….relationship with you. I promise I will stop being a prick after today. I'm just not good at expressing myself, but I promise I'll do better. If you wish to discuss this further I would love it if you would meet me tonight after dinner in the astrology tower. I would understand if you didn't want to go, but I would love it if you did so please, think about it,

Yours truly,

Draco Malfoy

Harry stared at the note with a wave of emotions flowing through him, now he had to make the decision between seeing Draco and taking another chance, or just leaving this all behind him, and taking the easy route. He groaned loudly when he realized that it wasn't even a question, and that his heart had already made up his mind for him. Tonight after dinner he would finally confront Draco properly, and solve this confusing whirl pool he had been sucked into.

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