Harry finally felt sure of his situation with Draco. His questions had been answered; his fears put to rest; and his worries were at ease. The Amortentia incident was in the past.
He felt like his old self again, with a few new installments of new knowledge he'd gained. Throughout his ordeal, Harry had learnt a few lessons about trust, respect, friendship, and of course, love. Although, he was certain he didn't love Draco yet. The both of them understood that it would take a while to work them up to untainted love.
Draco had learned that perhaps he should practise being honest more often. Well, at least with Harry. He couldn't change his whole personality, it just wasn't in his nature to be honest with everyone, only if it was for a cause that he was truly passionate about. He had come to realise that his second chance with Harry was a lucky one, and that he should take caution in not screwing it up as he initially had.
Draco had returned to his usual taunting of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and the rest of the Gryffindors in public to keep up appearances, and Harry, had reciprocated the same animosity towards the Slytherins.
To keep their affair private, Draco and Harry had scheduled times that they would meet to be alone in deserted areas of the school where they wouldn't be caught or disturbed. They gave their usual excuse of having to practise their snitch-catching skills for upcoming Quiddicth matches in order to elude any suspicion. And because each of the houses were quite competitive and devoted to their houses pride, no questions were asked.
"Go on, Harry! Your skills are ten times better than Draco's!" and "I know we're gonna beat 'em with all this extra practise you've been getting!" were common phrases Harry would hear each time he announced that he was off to practise. Harry would laugh to himself each time he left because, well, those comments could be taken both ways.
Hermione and Ron were each ecstatic for Harry and Draco's continuing relationship. Their friendship was restored, and Harry even offered to speak to Ron for Hermione in order to reveal her true emotions toward him, but Hermione declined. She said that things would happen in their own time and that if there was hope for he and Draco, she was sure there'd be hope for her and Ron.
Harry was on his way to his afternoon class with Ron, Hermione, Dean, and Seamus, each of them laughing at Dean reciting the events of Seamus' faulty concoction in yesterday's Potions class. Needless to say, Snape wasn't impressed. Nor was he impressed with the lack of any confession from a student admitting to stealing his property from his private store cupboard. He punished the entire class, instead, and Harry wondered if Snape was trying to figure out which of his students was brewing a love potion. He bet he'd never suspect Draco creating once to use on, of all people, Harry Potter. He never turned Draco in.
As the Gryffindors passed Draco and his Slytherin friends in the hall, Harry sent Draco a small smile while the others were still laughing, and Draco sent a smile back. Harry averted his gaze after a moment to avoid attracting unwanted attention from other students. Draco mimicked, but they continued to smile to themselves.
It was a secret that only Harry and Draco could smile about.
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THE END!
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