Chapter 14 A Bad Monday

Draco had had a really shity monday. He had had several small explosions in his first year class this morning. No one had been injured, but it was a mess to clean up afterwards. In his sixth year class that same afternoon he had, luckly, been able to prevent an explosion. Though if the potion had exploded it could have had horrible consequences, since it was a NEWT level potion. The rest of the day had just been a long, tiring, monday.

He sighed as he entered the staff room. It was really cold.

He looked around around and saw that it was empty, except for Potter. Who was standing next to an open window.

"Why the bloody hell do you have the window open?" Draco exclaimed and wrapped his arms around himself. "It's December! It's freezing outside."

Harry turned around and looked at Draco.

"It's only the second of December," he said, "and there wasn't any fresh air in here."

"It's cold," Draco said with a frown.

"It's refreshing," Harry countered.

"Just close the damn window!" Draco snapped, as he sat down on the sofa, in front of the fireplace, which he lit with a flick of his wand.

Harry closed the window and sat down in the other corner of the sofa.

"You could've just cast a warming charm," Harry muttered.

"I'm inside Potter. I'm not supposed to need warming charms inside," Draco said.

"You always have to have it your way, don't you?"

"I do not!" Draco said firmly. "It's not reasonable to have the window open in the winter."

"Would you rather die from lack of oxygen?" Harry asked. "By the way, you could've just left the room."

"This is the staff room, I'm allowed to be here Potter"

"You still call me Potter when you're annoyed," Harry said. "You're still like a child."

"Oh am I? Then tell me, Harry, who's the one who always leaves essays and assignments everywhere he goes like some sloppy teenager?"

"At least I don't glare at every person who tries to start a conversation with me. And by the way, you're allowed in the staff room, but so is everyone else," Harry crossed his arms. "You always occupy this sofa, but as soon as someone else tries to sit here, you glare at them like they're invading your personal space."

"There are other seats," Draco said dismissively. "And I don't glare at people."

"Really?" Harry asked with a huff. "I'm the only one who willingly sits next to you, and that's because I'm the only one who ignore your rude attitude."

"I glare at you because you continue to bother me," Draco said. "You have no respect for people trying to get their work done."

"I bother you, because you look lonely. "I'm trying to be nice, a word you might want to look up since it seems foreign to you." Harry said, leaning forward with a frown.

"Oh, so you won't leave me alone because you feel pity for me? How very heroic of you Potter, offering your spare time like that. The Golden Boy saving another lost soul," Draco drawled. "I feel so blessed."

"I'm not a 'Golden Boy', I'm just trying to be a nice person. I don't know why I bother with you, though," Harry said.

"Maybe because of your hero complex," Draco said with a smirk. "You want to save, to heal, to rescue. You love the attention. The pat on the back. The praise. But I don't need a prince in shining armor, Potter."

"I don't have a hero complex! And i hate being in the spotlight. But it's how my life is, isn't it?" Harry said standing up. "At least I try to do something good with my fame."

Harry drew a hand through his hair, clenching it in frustration, and then dropping it down again. Draco stood up too. He crossed his arms and glared back at Harry.

"I could do how many good deeds as humanly possible with my fame, and I still would be seen as nothing but a death eater. You could fuck up over and over again, but the Wizarding World would always forgive 'The Boy Who Lived'," Draco said. "They'll always praise you. And they'll always see me as another ritch pureblood snob, who followed in daddy's footsteps."

"Yeah, they'll always forgive me. After they shunned me, spit on me, put me down and kicked me over and over again. Then they'll find out that, whatever made them hate me this time, was just another stupid rumor and they'll 'forgive' me," Harry counted on his fingers. Then added a sarcastic, "What a relief."

"Oh, poor Potter, with so many problems," Draco said. "You can't handle that everyone doesn't worship you. You will always try to please everyone. One day you'll realize the sad truth. You will always have people who doesn't like you, and nothing you do can change that."

"I don't want to be worshiped! I want to be a normal bloke. I don't want my life plastered on newspapers," Harry said and took a deep breath. "I know there'll always be people who doesn't like me. I'm not as naive as you think."

"Then why do you keep trying to 'befriend' me?" Draco asked.

"Why do you let me?"

"I, most of the time, tell you to leave me alone," Draco said.

"True," Harry took a step closer, "but you always answer my questions. You always participate in the conversations."

"Because you wont leave me alone," Draco said with a scowl.

"I think you actually enjoy my company," Harry said with a smirk. He poked Draco in the chest.

Draco felt his cheeks warm up. He hoped Harry thought the blush was from irritation and not… I mean what else would it be from?!

"You're delusional, Potter," Draco said in a low voice.

"Tell yourself that Malfoy," Harry said, "but shutting yourself away, never showing weakness, never making a friend. One day you will realize what you could have had, if you only had a little trust."

Draco clenched his fists.

"I have friends! Just because I don't bother them with my existence every second, doesn't mean I dont have them," Draco said. "Not everyone is as clingy as you, Potter."

Harry took a step back. They had been only a foot away from each other a second ago. Now they were several feet apart.

"I'm not clingy," Harry said with narrowed eyes.

"Really? Then why can't you go a second without company?" Draco asked sneering. He had hit a sore point. "You're always with Longbottom, or Creevey. If they're busy, you're here, bothering me, or the other professors. You're like a affection starved puppy."

Harry flinched and Draco wondered if he had gone to far.

The thick silence was broken when the door to the staff room opened. Flitwick and Creevey stopped right inside the door when they noticed they'd interrupted something.

Harry was still glaring at Draco with his arms crossed and Draco looked annoyed by the interruption. Harry cleared his throat to get Dracos attention again.

"Okay then. I will leave you alone, and promise to only talk about anything work related with you," he said in a slightly thick voice, and he straightened up. "Happy?"

"Thrilled," Draco snarled.

Harry nodded and stormed out of the room. Draco glared after him. He had an uneasy feeling in his stomach, and he didn't like it. He blamed Potter.

Before Flitwick or Creevey could ask what was going on Draco stormed out of the room too.

Author's notes:

Happy New Year!

Here's another Chapter, hope you enjoyed it! I'm so sorry it took a while to update, but I promise this story is not abandoned or dead!

I was in and out of the hospital under the Christmas days (, don't worry, I won't die. You'll get to read this fanfic to the end), and because it's the same year in this fanfiction as it was (/is) for me irl, it made me a bit sad thinking about how crappy I felt this Christmas, vs how nice the people in the fanfiction would (/will) have it. (Yes this is my way of telling you there will be a Christmas chapter. Though I sadly couldn't have it out by Christmas…) I, myself, was nauseous, and feeling utter crap, couldn't eat anything good, could barely eat at all and lost a bit of weight because I was sick. (Yes, I'm mostly ranting about how bad my Christmas was, but U don't have to read this if ya don't wanna, so don't blame me) My family decided to have another Christmas when I feel better though, which was nice. But still, sick on Christmas :(

But I'm feeling a bit better! And I will update as fast as I can!

And (fun information) I've found a beta! She's still helping me with the earlier chapters, so they're spelled checked and such, but nothing important in the earlier chapters will change, so don't worry! (This chapter is still not beta read, because I wanted to update for u guys anyway!)

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