Title: School Stories

Characters:Harry/Draco, Ron, Hermione

Rating: G

Summary: Draco hangs out with Harry and his friends.

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling and publishers. No offense is meant by this fan fiction and this is made purely for fun.

Word Count: ~550

Day: Nov 16

"We may exasperate each other sometimes

But we are friends always."

-Pam Brown

"Harry," Granger, well Granger-Weasley, groaned.

"What?" Harry laughed, as she shoved him lightly. "It's true!"

Draco wondered at the naturalness of their interaction, and not just those two, but the Weasley as well. He was not used to seeing friendships quite so... affectionate. Slytherins were not like that. They laughed and they smiled but they were contained in the way they executed all forms of expression, calculated. It was hard for him to do anything more than give a polite smile or soft chuckle.

"It was years ago," Granger complained. "Ron!"

"W-what?" Weasley laughed. "It's Harry's mouth I reckon I can't control what comes out of it."

"'Mione, you're the one that started telling Hogwarts stories all right. It's not my fault that some of them are hilariously embarrassing," Harry grinned.

"Hmph, it's not fair. You two are purposefully singling me out," Granger huffed. "And it's not like I'm getting to hear any stories about Malfoy as compensation."

"I do think you know most of our shared Hogwarts stories though," Draco said. "There's not much to tell."

"Oh, Harry!" Weasley said with a clap of his hands. "Do you remember this one, You could get us killed or even worse, expelled?"

"How can I forget?" Harry laughed freely. "Hermione was always putting studying ahead of our rather important meddling."

"Can we talk about something else?" she said, annoyed. "Like how you kept ogling Malfoy's arse in sixth year?"

"I wasn't ogling him," Harry defended, his cheeks slightly flushed.

"Oh?" Draco smiled.

"Not then anyway," Harry said. "Not... completely..."

"You can't half-ogle someone's arse, Harry," he said smirking.

"He was definitely ogling," Weasley nodded. "I thought back on it when you two started dating and, granted I wasn't exactly pleased about it at the time, but I realized he really was obsessed with you. I mean practically every day Harry woul-"

"Merlin, Ron, stop," Harry groaned as he dragged a hand over his face. Draco chuckled.

"Well, you were talking about him all the time, Harry. All the time. Not just when you thought he was up to something." Granger grinned, as she looked at Harry without mercy.

"Doesn't Malfoy look thinner to you?" Weasley said.

"His hair doesn't look as shiny as it used to," Granger mimicked. "And then when you two started talking after the war it was like he had never stopped obsessing."

"It's a miracle we didn't see this coming," Weasley said, gesturing to them. "I'd heard your name so many times that it should have been obvious."

"I hate you two," Harry mumbled.

"I rather like them," Draco said.

"You know, if Harry can't handle this we could just go to drinks without him," Weasley said. "And then topics are a free for all."

"We could," Draco mused, playing along.

"No," Harry said.

"I thought you wanted me to get along with them," he teased. Granger and Weasley nodded in agreement.

"Not when you're getting along like this," Harry complained, as he shot glares at all of them.

"Oh come now, I had to sit through Blaise and Pansy. Weasley and Granger are a lot more considerate than those two," he said. "They haven't told me anything overly embarrassing."

"You mean like when Harry got hit on by Moaning Myrtle?" Granger asked.

"Moaning Myrtle?" Draco asked. Granger nodded. "Do tell."

"Well..."