Chapter 12: You Are WHAT with WHOM?!

Once Harry had left the headmaster's office with his new schedual and uniform, was cornered by Draco in the hallway.

"Hey, Harry." He said hestantly, blushing a little.

"Oh, heya Drake. What's up?" He noticed the awkward figiting that he was protraying. The blonde looked at the ground, heistant to speak. "Is everything alright?"

Harry shuffled his things in his arms, trying to get them into a more comfortable position.

"Yeah, everything is okay...It's just...you left to quickly that Ron and I weren't able to tell you guys something..."

He trailed off, biting his lower lip. It was obvious he was embaressed.

Harry laughed, patting his friend on the back. "Come on, Draco. Spit it out already!"

"Umm...you see...Ron and I..." He coughed, looking at his shoes and avoiding eye contact with Harry. "Ron and I are...we are kinda...dating now, you see..."

Harry's jaw dropped open. "You are WHAT with WHOM?!" He gasped, nearly dropping his books.

"I'm going out with Ron now, Harry." Draco stated with a little more confidence. It took his friend a little while longer to get over his shock. When he recovered, he was grinning.

"That's great! It's about time Ron found someone!" Draco cocked (hee hee.) his head to the side with a questioning gaze.

"He and Hermione weren't really a match made in heaven..." He snickered, remembering the look on her face when he relled at the buck-toothed bitch. That muggle-born whore made his blood boil.

"You think we're...you know...a good couple?" He asked, blushing again. Harry grinned again and smacked the blonde on the back.

"Of course!" He cheered. "Do you mind if I go tell Sev?"

Draco shook his head and Harry took off down the hallway shouting, "SEVERUS!" all the way.