"Just play along Potter" Draco murmured to an uncomfortable Harry as he placed a surprisingly gentle arm around his waist.
"It's not exactly something I've done before" Harry said, determinedly avoiding the enquiring gazes of his whispering peers in the hallway. It had been a week since they're 'relationship' began and the gossip hadn't stopped about the two. Ron and Hermione had been shocked to say the least, Ron more so then Hermione. Harry smiled at the memory, for a moment he had thought the redhead would actually pass out.
Draco had persuaded him not to tell the two of the lie, convincing him that the act would be more believable and natural if no one but they knew, Blaise, of course, being the exception.
Harry felt sorry for Professor McGonagall. As headmaster she was the one who had to deal with the reporters begging for an interview. Harry knew this wasn't his best idea to go along with the ruse, but he should have been prepared for the constant comments and mail ranging from vehement disapproval, proposals and propositions from men and women alike, accusations of heartbreak, and well-wishers.
The two walked outside, sitting on the steps closely as they continued their act. Harry groaned at the crowd of reporters visible right outside of the gate and buried his face in the nape of the blonde's neck, feeling even more annoyance as the cameras began to flash.
"Why did I let you talk me into this Draco" Harry asked, feeling only slightly comforted as the Slytherin began to rub soothing circles on his back.
"You're too nice and it would help get the weaslette off your back." Draco drawled, glaring at the reporters.
"I'm starting to regret being nice, and so far Ginny doesn't seem to have given up."
"Speak of the devil" Draco murmured, raising a questioning eyebrow at the redhead that approached them. "Yes?" he asked a bit impatiently as all she did was stand there glaring. Harry looked up, not for the first time wondering what he had been thinking when he had agreed to this.
"Harry" Ginny said her voice quiet but her gaze stern. "I think it's time to quit this foolishness right now, you're not gay, you're straight, I don't know how he tricked you into this, but you're meant to be with me, I thought we were in love"
"No" Draco said before Harry could open his mouth, "you're in love with him, obsessively so which is concerning, not to mention the fact that it's unrequited. He's not confused; he's just in love with me. Now, I'd appreciate it if you left me and my boyfriend alone."
"I'm not going anywhere" Ginny huffed, stamping her foot for emphasis.
Draco frowned in annoyance; Harry was surprised the blond was being so calm. He had half expected him to start hexing the annoying girl before them. Just as Harry was about to mentally commend the Slytherin he paused at the devious glint in grey eyes.
"Fine" Draco said smoothly, "Then you can enjoy the show" Harry opened his mouth to enquire what he was talking about when a pair of soft lips descended upon his, moving insistently and coaxing him to respond. So he kissed back, partly to keep up the act, and partly because the kiss sent shivers up his spine and the older teen seemed to be intoxicating him with his fiery kisses. They broke away panting slightly, and Harry blushed as he met fierce stormy grey eyes, quickly looking away.
With a shriek of disbelief Ginny stormed off, muttering angrily to herself about plots to get Harry.
"What was that about" The raven haired teen asked, slightly breathless.
Draco shrugged, feigning nonchalance, "To make a point, prove that we're dating. It's part of the plan. It was just a kiss, Harry; don't read too much into it. . ."
"Right" Harry said, his blush fading as a sense of sadness began to consume him for some strange reason. "It was just a kiss" he repeated hollowly, brows furrowing in confusion as he felt a pang of something unknown to him settle in his chest. Glaring unseeingly at the reporters that furiously clicked their cameras behind the gates Harry stood. "I better go, homework and everything" he said succinctly, barely sparing the blond a glance as he avidly avoided the confused silver eyes that stared at him in slight concern, though somewhat hidden.
Walking back inside the castle Harry frowned to himself, ignoring the now familiar gazes of his classmates. Merlin, why had he ever agreed to this?
Walking to the library Harry took a seat in the back, pulling out a book to look like he was studying so as not to be bothered while he tried to sort out his sudden onslaught of puzzling emotions.
"Troubled Potter?" Obviously, his plan didn't work. Sighing he looked and offered Blaise a small smile. He'd rather be in the Slytherin's company at the moment than that of his friends who would ask too many questions that he wasn't quite willing to answer.
"Why did you tell Theo Draco and I are dating?" he asked bluntly, irritation lacing his tone.
Blaise offered a small, nonchalant shrug. "You were the first reasonable name that came to mind, you're suited for him."
The Gryffindor scoffed lightly at that, "And why couldn't you have said your name instead, it would make more since to the public."
"Oh please Potter, the public is eating this up. Not only is it giving people hope after the war, the Prophet is having a field day. Call it my good deed to the Wizarding World"
Harry glared "I think I've done enough for the Wizarding World, thanks. And I'm sure the Prophet would have been just as interested in you and Malfoy's relationship were there one."
Blaise chuckled slightly, "Purebloods, especially Slytherins, don't exactly advertise their relationships unless there's a marriage in the works."
Harry frowned, "I still don't see why you couldn't've said your name instead, it was only Theodore."
Blaise smirked, "Draco and I used to 'date' and it didn't work out, Theodore would want an explanation of why we decided to try things again."
The emerald eyed teen felt a sudden flare of what could only be jealousy at what the older teen said, but for the life of him couldn't decipher why. "So, why didn't it work out?"
Blaise raised an eyebrow, "When I say 'dating', I meant fucking. It was just sex, damn good sex, but we both decided it wasn't working. I mean, our father's would kill us if they ever found out, and it wasn't worth messing up our friendship." He said simply, staring at Harry with a small, easy smile though his eyes had an intense look in them that seemed to be almost gauging his reaction.
Harry tried to school his features into a mask of indifference but it didn't seem to be working by the knowing gaze Blaise gave him. "You know" The Slytherin said slowly as he stood up, his smile growing. "There was another reason I said your name of all people."
"Why?"
"You'll just have to wait and see" he said with a smirk before he walked off.
AN: Sorry it took so long for the update, but I hoped you all liked this!
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