Draco Malfoy was sitting up in bed thinking. Father had got him a broomstick and everything he'd always wanted over the years.
But he didn't pay any attention to what he actually wanted.

Harry Potter.

Just last night, he was at the worst death eater meeting ever where he'd seen a teacher die and Harry get made fun of.
They made jokes about marriage and it was expected that Draco would marry a Pureblood Witch.
He'd always wanted a Half blood Wizard.

Harry Potter, as much as he would make fun of him, he loved those green eyes and strong body, chalkboard black hair and brave mind.
Tears fell down the pale boys face.

"Ere, Draco!" A voice shouted from outside of the green silk curtains.
"Are you awake?"

Scuffling a bit, he lay down and closed his eyes, pulling the covers over him.
Some Slytherin boy peeked through the curtain and shouted to the rest, "Just us then, bring the Mary Jane to me!"

They were doing drugs, he thought, angrily, that stupid Crabbe and Goyle. They never learned did they. They were stupid, overweight, clumsy and drug addicts.

Unlike Harry.
He rested his tired, lovesick mind and slept for the night.

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Harry laughed as Ron roared tremendously like a lion. Dean took another and they all ooohed, as he was high pitched and girly voiced.
"I'm Diana Thomas!" He cooed.

They were playing with Velma's Voice Changing Capsules. They were a newish sweet which changed your voice into endless things.
Neville's gran has got him a big packet as part of his Christmas present and he had decided to share them.

"Hello hello hello!" Seams Finnegan popped out in a very parrot-y voice.

They all burst out laughing and Neville got everyone's attention by doing a beautiful birdsong.

"Forget herbology, you should do singing, mate!"
"Neville Longbottom, greatest pop singer!"
"Drop the girls panties, you will!"

By now Neville had taken the same sweet as Harry and they were both barking like dogs.

This banter continued through till one, when everyone remembered they had lessons the next day.

God, Harry thought, why couldn't Malfoy be here. As much as Ron hated him, he wasn't so bad.
Lovely chiselled face, great hair, Quidditch fan.
What more did he really want?
There was another person who fitted into the same categories, though, that was annoying Ginny Weasley. Just because he liked Ron didn't mean he liked his sister.

She was the worse than Percy, at least he was clever. She was just totally pathetic and unhelpful.
It killed him inside whenever he saw her, and her love.
The Weasley Family expected them to marry one day, for some reason and he knew he'd be in the biggest dilemma if he refused and asked Malfoy.

Tomorrow, he thought, he'd ask Hermione. She'd know, and she'd keep it secret.

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"Good Morning!" Draco Malfoy said brightly walking into the common room the next day.
"Omg!" Pansy Parkinson ran into him, "I missed you!" She squealed.
He laughed dryly and suggested they go to eat.

"I'm on a diet, sorry!" She winked and flashed a bit of her lumpy stomach.
He couldn't help but to drawl sarcastically,"it shows."

So, he went to the great hall alone. It was only early morning and not many other students were there, at least, not from Slytherin.
A certain Gryffindor stood out. Harry Potter was sitting alone with only Lee Jordan and a Weasley talking to him.

Walking slowly past the Slytherin table, he walked up to Harry. By now, the two other boys were talking and Harry was just making a coffee.
"Hey, Potter," he slipped past, putting a small note in his hand.
It was a piece of parchment with some words (9 o clock Kitchens Today) on it.

Harry folded it up, confused but thrilled inside. He wondered what it meant until Hermione came along.
"Hermione," he said cautiously, "I need to talk about something secret."

She looked up from the Daily Prophet and took a sip of her tea. "What's that?"

He took a deep breath then told her what he felt, and showed her the note.

She was understanding and agreed about Ginny. Apparently, she was so clueless, she forgot to take her make up off and ruined her bed.
"More stuff for the house elves!" She groaned, "as if they're ever free,"

"Can we get back to me?" Harry tittered impatiently.
"You should go tonight, take the invisibility cloak and I'll go with you."
"What about Ron, what if he finds out?" Harry asked nervously.
Hermione thought for a minute then said it best to not tell him just yet and that she'd sort out a sleeping Harry doll to fool him.

"Hello!" A bright and cheery Ron appeared from the crowd of students who had arrived, late for breakfast.
He sat down and piled his plate with all sorts of stuff. Hermione and Harry shared an uneasy glance.

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"Today, we will be studying the effects of Amortentia." Slughorn beamed down at the class, "ten points to who ever knows what that is."

At once, three hands shot into the air, "Yes, Miss Granger, let's give Slytherin a chance!"

"It's a very strong love potion which smells differently to everyone," Malfoy said proudly.

"Yes well done. It smells of whatever appeals to the smeller. Would you like to give us a demonstration?"

There was a small pot of pinkish reddish liquid, which smelt very delicious to everyone, at the front of the room on Slughorn's desk.
Draco walked up and took a deep breath.
"I smell butterbeer, the outdoors and-" he paused and frowned, "waffles,"

Only Harry and Hermione knew that's what Harry had for breakfast.

"Tasty, now will everyone take out the ingredients on the board and get their cauldrons set up.
Hermione walked over to Harry to share his cauldron and noticed Rob had been dragged over to Neville by Slughorn. He gave them a helpless look. "That. Was. Not. A. Coincidence." Hermione said very seriously while they were cutting up roots.
Harry shrugged.

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Around eight thirty, Harry announced he was tired and went upstairs. Ron wanted to follow but Harry said he'd snore him out.
Hermione had given him a doll that looked like Harry, all he had to do what plant it in his bed and enlarged to full size.
Then he'd slip on the cloak and get Hermione under and they'd go.

It was going to be hard though, getting through the common room silently. One noise and they'd die.

They slipped past the messy common room and their footsteps were silent thanks to silencing charms. At one point, Hermione nearly fell over a book but she saved herself.

Finally they had got past the people, and they to wait for someone to open the door so that they could slip out. Fred Weasley excused himself from a sweet testing session to go the bathroom fortunately.
Thanks to his cheeky mind and needing to use the prefects bathroom, he left as quickly as possible.
They rushed after him.

It was five minutes to 9 o'clock precisely, and Hermione was hiding behind a barrel near the kitchens with a invisibility cloak.
Harry was standing beside a portrait of a massive bowl of fruit.

They heard soft footsteps and out of the shadows appeared Draco Malfoy. He looked very dashing and Harry saw love in his eyes.

"Potter," he murmured, "I've been waiting to say this to you for ages, and I don't quite know how to but I Love you,"
He looked squinting at Harry's face, first there was happy surprise then joy. Joy al over him and letting his heart take over, Harry hugged Draco lovingly. "I love you too!" Harry said, with tears.

A small house elf came out of the kitchens with a box. It was Dobby, and the couple greeted him.
"Dobby has brought cake for masters, Dobby wants to join in Harry Potters hug!" He squealed and they both laughed and hugged him.

Inside the box, was a chocolate cake complete with brown icing and pink letters that sweetly yet artistically read;
I love you