Chapter 4: A New Crush

When Harry woke up the following morning, Draco wasn't in bed. He turned his head to see Draco getting his school uniform together. In his underwear. Harry's eyes were drawn to the blonde's ass, and how firm in looked. Harry desperately wanted to go over and grab it but restrained himself. He wanted to talk to his father about it before he acted on anything.

"Morning Harry," Draco smiled.

"Oh er, morning Draco," Harry smiled, hoping Draco didn't know what he was thinking.

"I'll wait for you downstairs in the Common Room unless you wanna walk with Weasley and Granger?"

Harry shook his head, no doubt Ron and Hermione would want to rant to him about Slytherin, and Harry just couldn't be asked for it. He got up and ran into the bathroom when Draco had his back turned. Harry called through the door that he was just having a quick shower, and Draco said he'd wait.

When Harry showered quickly and dried his hair as soon as he was out. He wrapped a towel around his waist and left the bathroom. To his surprise, Draco was waiting in their room, rather than in the Common Room. Harry wanted to cover his torso with his hands, but he knew the towel would fall down, and that would be worse.

"Well then," Draco blushed. "See you in a bit."

Draco left, leaving Harry in the middle of the room, standing awkwardly. Harry used a charm to quickly dry his body and tried to hurry as he got dressed. When his clothes were finally on he rushed downstairs and found Draco whispering to Pansy while Blaise and Neville were sharing Herbology tips. Neville smiled at Harry, and they all headed off to the Great Hall together.

~o0o~

The doors to the Great Hall opened, and Harry walked in with his new entourage, and the whole room fell silent. Harry was getting sick of the attention, so he nudged Neville with a smile and headed to the Slytherin Table. Draco came up on his other side and asked what lessons Harry had, and Draco's soft voice nearly made Harry forget.

"I've got Transfiguration, Defence Against the Dark Arts and Potions before lunch, then Divination, Care of Magical Creatures, Muggle Studies and Charms." Harry smiled. "How about you?"

"Well, Charms, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Potions, then Divination, Transfiguration, Astronomy and Alchemy."

Harry smiled, he had three lessons with Draco, and that was very good for him. It meant he could stare at him without getting caught because Draco focuses more on work than Harry. They sat next to each other and discussed why they'd chosen those subjects. Harry looked across to the Gryffindor Table, where Ron was grumpy and Hermione was looking at him concerned. He knew he had all his lessons with his friends, and would talk to them then. Other than that, he was focused on Draco, the way his mouth moved when he spoke, how nice he was to Harry now, and wished he knew how to tell Draco he fancied him.

~o0o~

Draco and Harry walked to Potions together, laughing about something Snape had done. Harry liked seeing his dad as a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, seen as that's what he'd wanted to be for a long time. They were still joking around when they got to the Potions Classroom. Slughorn welcomed them in and told them to partner up at a workbench. They went to sit together, and Slughorn ordered the class to brew a cauldron of Antidote to Uncommon Poisons. Draco got straight down to business, opening the book and starting the potion. Harry liked how bossy Draco was when it came to Potions, it was kind of hot.

"Harry Potter," Slughorn smiled. "Could you put my Demonstration Cauldron away, thank you, my boy."

Harry smiled, leaving Draco to carry the huge cauldron, which turned out to be a problem. Harry was very strong, so lifting it wasn't a problem, the problem was that he didn't know where he was going. He asked Slughorn where he wanted it and was pushed in the right direction, but that meant he slammed into Draco. They both toppled over, and the Cauldron rolled off into the cupboard.

"Well, it's in the cupboard," Draco grinned, from under Harry.

"Haha, it practically put itself away," Harry laughed. "Sorry."

"It's alright, but you can get off me now."

Harry blushed, and rolled off Draco, getting himself up. He offered Draco a hand and helped Draco up. Everyone else in the class was staring at them, and they separated completely. Even after that little incident, they still finished first. As a reward, Professor Slughorn let them leave lesson early, so they packed up and left. Draco turned towards the Great Hall, but Harry turned back to Defence Against the Dark Arts.

"Where are you going?" Draco frowned.

"My dad wants to talk to me," Harry smiled. "Nothing to worry about, just save me a seat at lunch ok?"

~o0o~

Harry went to see his dad and admitted that he was right and that Draco was always in his mind. Snape smiled, glad to see Harry in love with someone who deserved his love. Snape's only issue was that Harry hadn't acted on his feelings, and insisted that he did, as soon as he could.

"So, you want to see me with Draco, you want to see me happy?" Harry grinned.

"Of course I do," Snape smiled, patting Harry's shoulder.

"Then tell me who you like, I'll tell them you need to talk to them tonight, and you have to be happy too."

Snape wanted to protest, he really did, but he knew how stubborn Harry was, and he actually wanted to be shown some affection. He told Harry his soulmate was Neville Longbottom, and Harry's bottom jaw hit the floor. He'd noticed Neville staring at Snape before, but he didn't think his dad's butt was in his friend's eye line. Harry agreed to tell Neville and try and admit his feelings to Draco subtly, with harmless touches and little compliments.

~o0o~

Harry sat down next to Draco at dinner, and filled his plate with his favourites, making sure he brushed hands with Draco once or twice. Draco wouldn't react to the touches, but his eyes would shift to Harry, who'd look down and smile. The next touch was halfway through dinner when everyone was focused on an incident at the Teachers' Table, and Draco had some food in the corner of his mouth.

"You've got something there," Harry smiled.

He wiped the food away from Draco's lips and sucked his finger into his mouth as Draco stared at him in surprise. Harry went back to his dinner, and 'accidently' brushed his hand on Draco's as he reached for something else to eat. He complimented Draco's skin, saying it was smooth like silk, and Draco blushed. Harry was happy that no one heard his words or actions, and he excused himself to bed.

"Oh, and Neville," Harry grinned. "Professor Snape wanted to see you, I must have forgotten to mention that at lunch."

Harry walked out of the Great Hall, and all the way back to the Eighth Year Tower. He rushed right to his room and hugged himself at being able to act like that around Draco without being a wimp and chickening out. Just as Harry slumped down on his bed, Draco came through the door, and he didn't look happy.

"What the fuck are you playing at?" He scowled.

"What do you mean," Harry asked. "What have I done?"

"So you constantly touching me through dinner was all my imagination huh? And what you said about my skin, I imagined that too, did I?"

Harry blushed, shaking his head, and looking into Draco's eyes. He expressed to Draco that he thought it would have been a good way to show him that Harry liked him, and maybe see if Draco felt the same. Draco gaped at Harry, saying nothing, and Harry started to lose his nerve. He made an excuse about seeing Hermione about homework and tried to leave, but Draco grabbed his arm. When Harry turned back, Draco pushed him against the nearest vertical surface, which was a bedpost, and Harry was sure he'd get punched. His eyes clenched in preparation until he felt something light and warm peck his cheek. He opened his eyes just as Draco planted his lips on Harry's. Harry closed his eyes again, and fireworks lit in his stomach as he realised he was being kissed. Kissed by Draco Malfoy.