Yup. Each chapter might be separate; that means they don't necessarily
connect. I mean, they do, I guess… but forgive me if they don't flow that
well. I'm trying to fit all the clichés into one story. I'm just gonna have
fun rewriting all the typical situations without having to worry about them
making sense too much.
Disclaimer: the sky is bluuee
'Oh my god… I can't believe Draco kissed me last night, it must have all been a trick,' thought Harry 'of course he could have seriously meant the kiss but heck I can't trust Malfoy, because that would just make the story boring.'
Flashback time! *wiggly lines*
~~
They stare at each other for a long time. And then they kiss. Or more like, Draco kisses Harry, and Harry just kinda froze. Yup. Then Draco gets up, eyes still puffy from crying, and leaves, taking one last look at Harry. Then he walks off coolly. Actually, he ran like a frightened squirrel, but it would have been nice if he walked off coolly.
~~
"Whoa…" Harry blinks.
"What's wrong Harry?" asks a concerned Hermione.
"Nothing… I just had one of those flashback thingys. Wooo."
"What? What are you TALKING about Harry?! Doesn't (*#$*&!(#&% make sense!!" Ron freaks out, "what's been UP with you lately? You've been acting so strange!"
"I have?"
"No… not really actually, I didn't really notice anything. Can't you see I'm TRYING to be a concerned friend here??"
"Well… nothing's wrong!"
"Yea... I know... that's what I said…"
"Why won't you leave me BE? ARUGH, WHHHYYYYY??? I don't want to TELL you anything that happened last night ok? So THERE!"
"Um… last night? What about last night?"
"I SAID I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!"
"Oh… ok… gee I feel loved."
"Good."
"$&&^#$@??!"
"Oh Ron, leave Harry alone. I'm sure it's because of the stress he's been getting lately from schoolwork and all. Just give him some time." Hermione says, being the perfect understanding friend while talking about Harry as if he's not there.
But Harry doesn't mind- he's practically NOT there. He's been pouring his attention onto Malfoy, who quietly sits across from the room at the Slytherin table (as opposed to the Hufflepuff's table, because then that would just be weird), tactfully ignoring Harry's stare.
Then he looks up at Harry. So much for ignoring him. Then he walks out of the dining hall.
Harry storms out of the dining hall after Draco, but he doesn't know why. Or maybe he does, and I just don't know about it. Either way he storms out leaving his forgotten friends pondering.
"Oh I'm sure he's just not hungry." Hermione says.
"No… something's up, and I'm going to find out what it is. It has to have something to do with Malfoy, that's for sure. That *insert lots of insults here*." Ron squints his eyes.
"Whatever." Hermione mumbles while chewing on some egg.
Heh. I like eggs.
Disclaimer: the sky is bluuee
'Oh my god… I can't believe Draco kissed me last night, it must have all been a trick,' thought Harry 'of course he could have seriously meant the kiss but heck I can't trust Malfoy, because that would just make the story boring.'
Flashback time! *wiggly lines*
~~
They stare at each other for a long time. And then they kiss. Or more like, Draco kisses Harry, and Harry just kinda froze. Yup. Then Draco gets up, eyes still puffy from crying, and leaves, taking one last look at Harry. Then he walks off coolly. Actually, he ran like a frightened squirrel, but it would have been nice if he walked off coolly.
~~
"Whoa…" Harry blinks.
"What's wrong Harry?" asks a concerned Hermione.
"Nothing… I just had one of those flashback thingys. Wooo."
"What? What are you TALKING about Harry?! Doesn't (*#$*&!(#&% make sense!!" Ron freaks out, "what's been UP with you lately? You've been acting so strange!"
"I have?"
"No… not really actually, I didn't really notice anything. Can't you see I'm TRYING to be a concerned friend here??"
"Well… nothing's wrong!"
"Yea... I know... that's what I said…"
"Why won't you leave me BE? ARUGH, WHHHYYYYY??? I don't want to TELL you anything that happened last night ok? So THERE!"
"Um… last night? What about last night?"
"I SAID I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!"
"Oh… ok… gee I feel loved."
"Good."
"$&&^#$@??!"
"Oh Ron, leave Harry alone. I'm sure it's because of the stress he's been getting lately from schoolwork and all. Just give him some time." Hermione says, being the perfect understanding friend while talking about Harry as if he's not there.
But Harry doesn't mind- he's practically NOT there. He's been pouring his attention onto Malfoy, who quietly sits across from the room at the Slytherin table (as opposed to the Hufflepuff's table, because then that would just be weird), tactfully ignoring Harry's stare.
Then he looks up at Harry. So much for ignoring him. Then he walks out of the dining hall.
Harry storms out of the dining hall after Draco, but he doesn't know why. Or maybe he does, and I just don't know about it. Either way he storms out leaving his forgotten friends pondering.
"Oh I'm sure he's just not hungry." Hermione says.
"No… something's up, and I'm going to find out what it is. It has to have something to do with Malfoy, that's for sure. That *insert lots of insults here*." Ron squints his eyes.
"Whatever." Hermione mumbles while chewing on some egg.
Heh. I like eggs.