Today was the twenty-third of November. In exactly one month, all the students would be leaving for Christmas break. If I didn't ask Harry out today, then there was no way I was going to win this stupid bet. I sighed and tried to plan this out. But, it was hard with Pansy Blaise and Theo constantly reminding me of my deadline. I sighed and left breakfast early, walking towards the Potions classroom.
I spotted Harry standing in front of the door, waiting for it to open so he could walk in. I walked up to him and he smiled when he saw me. I leaned down and gave him a soft peck on the cheek, making him blush. We had been going on dates for a straight week now, but he wasn't my boyfriend, since I hadn't asked him yet. He never had any objections to my kissing him on the cheek, so I kept doing it. I liked how he always blushed, no matter how many times I had done it already.
"What are you doing here so early?" I asked him. I went to open the door but found that it was, in fact, locked. Severus must still be at breakfast.
"I didn't want to hang around Hermione and Ron longer than I had to. It's too awkward."
"Awkward? Why? Did something happen?"
"I told them last night that you were the one that I've been seeing the past week."
I stared at him in shock. Although my friends knew about Harry, and numerous students in the school had already seen us together, I knew for a fact that Harry had never told his friends. I asked him about it one time. His friends knew that I had been helping him, and that we were friends now, but they were oblivious to the fact that we have been going on dates. I questioned him once about it and he told me that Weasely's temper is horrible and he wasn't sure how he was going to react.
"How did they take it?" I finally asked.
"Ginny and Hermione are accepting of it. Ron on the other hand…I don't know. He's been silent since I told him. He hasn't said a single word to me or anyone. He's been so deep in thought and nothing can seem to break it."
"Is that a good thing?"
"Not really," Harry shrugged. This isn't good. Now wasn't the best time to ask him to be my boyfriend, not with the possibility that his best friend could hate him for just going out on a date with me. A clicking sound came from the door and it opened. Harry and I walked in and went to our respective seats. How the hell was I going to pull this off?
"Have you asked him yet?" Pansy asked as we left the Charms classroom and made our way to lunch. Blaise and Theo stopped looking and looked at me, waiting for an answer.
"No, not yet," I replied, turning a corner. I stopped when I saw Harry in front of the Great Hall. He was with Granger and the two Weaselys. They seemed to be talking about something.
"I wonder what's going on over there," Blaise commented. We all remained where we were and watched.
Harry said something to Ron. Harry looked tentative. I remembered what he had told me before class this morning. Had Ron finally decided to say something to him? Was he angry? Ron stayed quiet before he finally replied. I wish I were closer so I could hear what was being said. Harry gave him an unsure smile before saying something again. Ron hesitated before finally answering Harry, his face filled with expressions of confusion.
Then, the Weasely girl, Ginny, moved to stand next to Harry and said something that made the boy grin and Ron blush. Harry laughed and threw his arm around her shoulders. I felt anger welling up inside me, anger that was directed at the red-haired girl.
"Relax, Draco," Pansy told me, noticing how I was glaring at the younger girl. "Let's go over there and see if we can find out what's going on."
We walked closer to the group who was still laughing; even the Weasel had stopped blushing and even joined in on the laughter. Ginny was the first one to see us approaching. She nudged Harry and he looked our way. I noticed that he looks happier than he's been all day. Was that because of the weaselette? Did she really make him happy?
"Hey, Draco," Harry greeted, his arm still around the smaller girl. She and Granger smiled at me while Ron nodded. He looked at me strangely, as if he wanted to say something to me. I looked back at him. He blushed and muttered something about dinner, before walking into the Great Hall. Hermione smiled at us before following the red head.
"I'm going to head in, too, Harry."
"Alright, I'll see you later, then," Harry took his arms off of her and I felt my fists unclenching. I had to stop myself from letting out a sigh of relief. Blaise noticed my sudden change of mood and smirked at me. I glared back.
"Harry, can we talk for a while?" I asked after Pansy gave me a pinch to get me started. "Maybe we can grab some food and go eat in the court yard?"
"Sure, that sounds great," He turned to my other friends and smiled at them. He must really be in a good mood. He hasn't' stopped smiling yet. "I'll see you guys around."
I followed Harry into the Hall and grabbed some sandwiches and a drink from one of the tables. Harry did the same. We walked out together, neither one of us talking. We reached the court yard and I took a seat on the bench. Harry sat next to me, taking a bite out of one of his sandwiches.
"What are you so happy about?" I asked, curiosity getting the best of me. Harry swallowed and looked at me.
"Ron finally decided to speak up," Harry grinned. "He's okay with it. He's still a little unsure about why I'd go out with you, but he's going to be supportive nonetheless."
"That's great, Harry," I replied. He was grinning widely now. He must care about his friends greatly. I took a deep breath and decided that now was the right time to ask. "Harry, will you be my boyfriend?"
"What?" The smile left his face for the first time. Did I make a huge mistake by asking him? Oh god, he's going to hate me now, isn't it?
I hurried to try and explain myself. "Its just that, we've been going on dates for a while now, and I really do like you… and I know this might be sudden… but I thought… I don't know what came over me… I just…"
"Draco," Harry placed a hand on my arm to stop my useless babbling. Harry chuckled and smiled at me. "Yes, I'll be your boyfriend."
"Really?" I asked, my mouth hanging open.
"Really."
"How did it go?" Pansy asked once Harry left me to go to his next class. I had a free period now so I didn't have to worry.
"He said yes," I smirked at Blaise and Theo.
"This is only the beginning Draco," Blaise replied confidently. Did he really think that I couldn't pull this off?
"One month," Theo agreed.
"Err, Malfoy?" I stopped talking and turned around to see Weasely standing there. "Can I talk to you for a sec?"
"Sure," I replied, raising my eyebrows. I followed him. We didn't even leave the hall, just away from the rest of the students. He probably didn't want anyone to hear us talking. "So what did you want, Weasely?"
"Harry told us about the two of you." I fought to keep my face expressionless. Was he going to tell me to stay away from Harry? "Now, I don't really see what he sees in you, but Harry's my best mate and I'll support him no matter what. We've been through so much already and having him go out with someone I don't particularly approve us isn't going to stop our friendship."
I nodded to show him that I was paying attention and he continued. "Harry likes you enough to go out with you, so I guess you can't be all that bad; though, I have yet to see this good side of you that Harry is going on about." Ron stopped and thought about his words before he continued. "I just wanted to tell you that Harry is my best friend, and I don't want him to get hurt. If you're going to be his boyfriend, then you better make sure that you're a good one because if you hurt Harry, I'll hurt you. Got that?"
"Don't worry, Weasel," I replied coolly, though I definitely didn't feel it. "I won't hurt your friend. Trust me on that."
He seemed to think that was enough because he nodded and walked off. I felt an odd feeling in my chest again. I wasn't afraid of Weasely, but his little warning did strike a nerve. I saw my friends waiting for me and I thought about the bet we started. Why had what Ron said bothered me so much? Did it really matter to me if Harry got hurt when he found out about all of this?