[If you love someone, let them go. If they return they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.]
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(You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.)
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Chapter 6
"Try it out?" Harry sputtered, his green eyes went feverish, and his face turned immensely red,"What do you mean try it out?" of course he knew what Draco had said…he just wanted to make sure he hadn't heard wrong…you know…just in case, and there was always such a thing as 'misunderstanding's.
Draco rolled his silver eyes at the shocked Gryffindor,"Did I say anything else?" the Slytherin huffed impatiently,"Honestly Potter, I sometimes wonder how you've even managed to stay in Hogwarts for as long as you have."
Harry frowned at the comment but decided not to say anything else in reply, what he wanted to know, was what this conniving little Slytherin had in mind.
When Harry didn't say anything, Draco grinned, a light gleamed in his eyes that made the messy haired brunette shudder in dread,"See, in your muggle world, there are those muggles who call themselves 'scientists' no?" the icy blonde haired Slytherin raised an elegant eyebrow at Harry who dumbly nodded wondering where this was going to lead up to,"And they do experiments to test out a hypothesis correct?"
The Gryffindor just nodded once again.
"And if the results don't come out the way-"Draco opened his mouth to continue when Harry burst in.
"I know what you mean by 'trying it out'." Harry cut in heatedly,"I meant, are you insane?" his green eyes were glassy, up until now he had never given his…orientation much thought, and now unhealthy curiosity was starting to stir up a storm in his stomach.
Draco glared at Harry for cutting him off,"I'm not insane Potter." He scoffed in a lofty tone of voice,"It was just a suggestion." his face grew smug as he studied Harry's flustered face,"And besides, I can tell you're dying to figure it all out too." He smirked when Harry's face grew red.
I swear he can read my mind, Harry thought to himself darkly as he looked at the pale Slytherin lounging on his dark green covered bed.
"And no, I can't read minds Potter." Draco called as he let his eyes wander over the walls of their room,"It just doesn't take much to figure out what you're thinking." His voice was cool.
Harry grumbled under his breath but didn't move, he was really wondering about what Draco had said a few moments ago.
"Got your attention Potter?" Draco was looking incredibly smug and uppity about himself at the moment. So far he had managed to dominate the conversation towards his way and he was surprised to see how easily manipulated the Gryffindor could be despite being hardheaded and stubborn,"What do you say?" the Slytherin looked at the contemplating Gryffindor with an emotionless face.
Harry looked at Draco, his emerald green eyes deep and his face pale,"Er…one question…exactly how are we going to make this work if we do happen to proceed on with…this…this thing of ours." He waved a hand in the air as if to push the notion away.
There was silence as Draco thought about it,"Good question." He replied bluntly as he continued to think about it…,"I suppose…we get into it like how a boy and girl would?"
Of course they both knew how it would work…the question was would it work. The fact that both of them were each other's first so called 'boyfriend' after dating solely girls was awkward enough as it was to the two people who had just become friends. Now they had to become something more than people who just laughed and joked with each other.
"And I can see that you've put a lot of thought into it." Harry retorted at the Slytherin's reply. His messy black hair seemed to stick out more than usual as if in response to the growing emotions stirring inside of him.
"Oh shut it Potter, it's not like you can do much better." Draco sniped back, his delicate white nose was beginning to scrunch up in disgust as he turned his pale white face to scowl at the lightly tanned Gryffindor.
Harry just laughed but didn't say anything else afterwards. It was best to leave the Slytherin to his own devices until everything was figured out and well thought of or Merlin knows it would drive the blonde haired boy insane because of disorganization.
"I have a better idea." Draco suddenly said as he snapped out of his thoughts and got off of his bed to make his way towards Harry's bed.
Harry froze instinctively and squinted at Draco coming closer and closer to him,"What are you doing?" he asked suspiciously as Draco settled onto his bed next to him. The weight of his body made the bed creak and dip a little bit as he moved around for a bit. Harry could barely smell the scent of Draco wafting around in the air around him and he could feel his body heat emanating from him in a constant wave.
"Isn't it obvious Potter?" Draco rolled his grey eyes and pulled the blanket up to his chest and yawned loudly. Harry's bed was just as comfortable as his bed was, no, maybe even more comfortable than his own bed,"I'll be sleeping here from now on." And with that said, he closed his eyes and began to breath evenly and deeply to get to sleep.
There was a stunned silence for a few moments as Harry looked down at the Slytherin trying to sleep as if he didn't know what to do with the person.
"Oh for merlin's sake Potter!" Draco opened his grey eyes and looked up into Harry's green ones in irritation,"If we're going to make this work, this first step is necessary. I'm going to be sleeping in your bed from now on."
"Um Draco…I don't think relationships work this way…" Harry's voice came out a little bit choked as he tried to calm himself down. Was Draco out of his mind? Yes…clearly he was, there was no other explanation for this behavior.
"You wouldn't sleep in the same bed as your significant other?" Draco raised an elegant eyebrow,"What kind of relationships have you been in?" he put a hand to his chest,"I'm rather offended now Harry." He put a look of mock hurt on his face,"You don't want to sleep next to your boyfriend?" his mouth tasted the word cautiously as he said it. It was a new word, a foreign word, a taboo word. But it was a delicious word nonetheless. It tasted of perfection and freedom for Draco.
Harry just stared at Draco with a dumbfounded expression on his face for a few minutes and then finally with a resigned huff he took off his glasses, waved his wand to turn the lights off and settled into his own bed for the night.
Silence descended into the now dark room and the only sounds that could be heard were the sounds of the two boys quiet even breathing as they lay there side by side as far away from each other as possible with falling off the bed itself.
Harry closed his eyes and tried to will himself to fall asleep, but for some reason he was wide awake, alert even and adrenaline rushed through his body like a giant hot wave. The presence of the Slytherin beside him made Harry so aware and sensitive, all of his senses were acute and heightened as if he were about to go into battle. The silence was so stifling and the space between the two people felt so empty. Harry would never understand why he did what he did next, the only thing he would be able to reason with himself later on was that…well…he just did it. Slowly, ever so slowly, Harry began to move his hand up from his side and slid it in the direction of the Slytherin next to him searching for something.
Draco almost jumped when he felt something warm and slightly rough brush against his hand and then abruptly pull away from him as if it had been shocked. Confused and with heart beating fast with some sort of heated excitement, Draco waited for the contact to happen again.
Heart beating fast and blood pumping in his ears, Harry slowly, once again, ever so slowly began to reach out for Draco's hand when the Slytherin hadn't done or said anything the first time around. His chest felt tingly and light while his breathing pace quickened as if he had run a marathon.
The room was silent and slightly cold, but despite the emptiness of the room, the air was charged with a sort of electricity that only the two people could feel at the moment between each other.
Tentatively a warm rough hand once again came into contact with a slim cold one and before the Gryffindor could chicken out and pull away from the physical contact, the cold Slytherin latched onto Harry's wrist before he could pull away. A silent but short struggle ensued with the panicking Gryffindor trying to pull away and the amused Slytherin holding on, but as Draco began to soothingly rub his thumb around in circles on Harry's wrist, the hot headed Gryffindor calmed down and let the Slytherin stroke his skin softly.
"It's not so bad now is it Potter." Draco whispered as both boys unconsciously sighed out in content.
It was a strange feeling. The feeling of utter and absolute peace, neither of them wanted nothing more than to just lay there soaking in each other's presence and company. They felt completed and whole lying there together in silence, their hearts beating in unison while their breathing complimented each other in the darkness.
"I suppose not." Harry replied softly feeling a bit drowsy all of the sudden.
But who knew how they would handle it tomorrow?
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Okkk sooo very very sorry for the amazingly late update…life has been busy because of college apps and all that stuff but I have it all taken care of : ]
I am happy to announce that I am officially back haha.
