AN: I'm not happy about this chapter, but yeah- I hope you'll like it and hopefully next chapter will be better.
The smile didn't stay long though. He could now see all the glares which were being sent his way. A particular nasty glare came from Pansy Parkinson, but Harry tried not to look at the Slytherin table. They were Draco's to deal with. Harry had his own table of glaring people. He sighed as he sat down beside Hermione who shook her head, but apparently had decided not to bother talking about it, because she just turned to her paper. Seamus on the other hand, seemed determinate to annoy Harry. "Harry are you sure no one slipped you a love potion? I mean it's fucking Malfoy were talking about. Sure- if you look closer he is kinda feminine I guess. Which makes it more logically why you'd chose him. But still- You have like girls who'd kill to be with you and then you chose him? You do know who he is right? He's a death eater and this is probably just a joke to him." Harry only listened with a half ear, shrugging a little. "Harry seriously. I'm certain you're cursed- It's obvious you've never shown interest for any other guy- so why now? I mean you and Cho- what about that?" Harry could feel the boiling anger rising in his stomach and he stood up. "If anyone have a fucking problem that I'm dating Draco, just piss off." Harry clenched his fists and hurried out the great hall. Outside he took a few deep breaths, shaking his head annoyed. When a hand touched his shoulder he almost yelled at the person to fuck off, before he realized just who it was. "Draco?" Harry blinked in confusion and Draco sent him a glare. "Didn't you think I'd come see if my boyfriend was alright mh?" He put extra pressure on the word boyfriend, rolling his eyes. Harry blushed, it send a tingle through his body hearing the word boyfriend leave the other males lips and Harry thankfully let Draco pull him into a hug. They just stood there for a while, arms around each other. Draco broke the comfortable silence by muttering. "Another time you plan shit like this notify me, will you? be glad I'm a Slytherin or we would have fucked this up already on the first day." Harry nodded muttering. "Sorry, I guess my Gryffindor got the upperhand." Draco chuckled at this and let Harry go, Harry took Draco's hand, smiling softly. "Let's eat at your table." Draco squinted his eyes and raised an eyebrow questioning. Harry shrugged, he wanted to prove to Draco that he was smarter than that. Sure he had just slipped up, but he blamed the hour of the day for that one. Draco nodded and Harry was surprised that he didn't even flinch when Harry intertwined their fingers.
Harry let Draco lead him over to the Slytherin table, the two of them sitting down between Pansy and Vincent. Pansy was luckily on Draco's side, else Harry would be dead meat by now. Harry leaned his head on Draco's shoulder. He wasn't really hungry anymore. Draco circled his arm around Harry, like it was the most natural thing in the world that they were sitting this close. Harry smiled as he circled both his arms around Draco's waist, so he could be more comfortable, his head now resting against Draco's chest. Pansy snorted. "Draco do you have to have HIM here while we eat?" Draco raised an eyebrow. "as a matter of fact I do. Do you have a problem with my boyfriend Pansy?" Pansy seemed even more annoyed at that remark and her face scrunched up like she'd just taken a bite of a sour lemon. "He's a Gryffindor Draco. And to top it off his mother was a mudblood." There was a moment where it seemed like the world had stopped, then the sound of Draco's hand against Pansy's cheek echoed in Harry's head. "Pansy. Piss off. If I had wanted you I would have taken you. Stop thinking so highly of yourself, when the prize to get between your legs is to tell you you're pretty." Draco huffed and turned his face away from Pansy, putting some egg onto Harry's plate. "Babe." Draco put extra pressure on the word, making Harry grimace. This was his pay back for this morning. "Eat some- I want you to restore all your energy for tonight." At this some Slytherins groaned and made a face. "Gross Malfoy." A boy, which Harry figured was a 6th year, snorted. Draco raised an eyebrow. "Really? And that comes from you. You've been the one to most frequently compliment Pansy you know. Have a crush on her, do you?" Harry chuckled softly, before he actually started eating. Harry had always thought it was a curse that Draco always seemed to know what to say, but right now it was a gift and Harry wanted to kiss him for having that gift. So he did. He leaned up and pecked Draco's lips shortly, before returning to his eggs. The Slytherins around them froze, like what Harry just did was something they'd never seen before. Draco had frozen too, but caught himself and rolled his eyes, smiling at Harry. "Missing my attention mh?" Harry just hummed in response, his mouth full of egg.
Draco chuckled and took a napkin, whipping Harry's mouth. "Not even eating properly is possible for you" He shook his head, Harry could see the mischievous glint in his eyes. This wasn't only a game where they had to prove something to the rest of a school, but it was also a game where they would challenge each other and Harry was more than ready to do just that. Harry swallowed his eggs. "You didn't seem to mind my messiness last night." Pansy's jaw dropped to the floor and possible down to the dungeons. She gabbed unattractively at the two of them and Harry watched Draco's mask shortly slipping in surprise at Harry's choice of strategy. "Well Harry." He said, Harry waiting for the other male's response. Draco leaned closer to him and muttered, making it painfully obvious for Harry that Draco wanted the others at the table to hear it, though it seemed like the opposite was his intension. "Maybe that was because you were naked." Harry couldn't help it. He snorted. The snort, sounded like a mix between a grunt and a laugh, but he hoped no one had noticed. Malfoy was fucking hilarious. No one else than Harry might see that, but Harry wanted to laugh at the stupidity of this game. Draco had never seen him naked and Harry honestly didn't plan for that to happen any time soon. Draco spoke like him and Harry fucked often and like he knew just what he was suggesting. Harry was certain he didn't know shit, but he was glad Draco was playing along anyways. He grimaced and nudged Draco, looking around, like he was worried someone had heard. "Draco! That's private." Draco chuckled as wiggled his brows at Harry. "Not anymore." Harry tolled his eyes. He wanted to tell Draco that that was obvious, but that wouldn't exactly change the game to his favor. "Well—at least the video is in my camera." He muttered and a horrified expression spread on Draco's face, Harry could see the wheels turning in his head, but the other male didn't seem to get what Harry was saying. The table started talking to each other in small groups, leaving Draco and Harry to themselves.