(For disclaimer, see first chapter)
Hi everybody! Thanks to all the reviewers! I'm really happy to see you liked it. So this is the second part. Enjoy...... (don't look for the spelling...)
karin
"Harry, I've been looking for you everywhere, we're nearly there. And what is HE doing here?" She shot Draco a look that could have killed.
"I still attend the same school as you, Granger." There was no emotion on Dracos face.
Harry grinned to himself. Draco really had changed. Formerly he would have insulted Hermione, but now he seemed to avoid a fight.
Hermione dragged Harry out of the compartment. Harry turned his head and grinned back to Draco, who stood up and blew him a kiss.
Out on the corridor Hermione attacked Harry.
"What did he do? Did he insult you? You didn't fight, did you? Harry!"
She examined his disorderly robes and messy hair. Well, his hair was always messy. But he looked heated. The train drove slowly into the station of Hogsmeade and stopped.
"No, we did not fight. I was just looking for an empty compartment, to be alone." Hermione swallowed hard. "He came in and we talked. That is all." Harry could see that Hermione didn't believe him. He did't care, the truth would have been worse. What could he have said? We got drunk and snogged like... Hermione would flip.
"Did you duel?" Hermione was obstinent.
Harry sighed. "How should I have done that? My wand is still in my case. We just talked, ok?" He did not want to justify himself anymore.
"Hermione, wher have you been?" Ron walked towards them. "I feared Malfoy had thrown Harry out of the train."
"Ask Harry." said Hermione sour and rushed pass Ron.
Ron looked like a big question mark.
"What's wrong with her?"
"I only talked to Dr..Malfoy and she freaks out." Harry could have bit his tongue off.
Ron gave Harry a concerned look. "Did you fight?"
"Do not start like this as well!" Harry began to be annoyed.
"Whatever." Ron grinned, "We're here!"
They left the train and approached the carriages that would bring them up to the castle. Harry tried as hard as he could to act normally. Inside, his head was still swimming.
In the carriage Hermione spoke to Ginny, ignoring Harry all the way. Ginny babbled about her holiday crush and Ron groaned loud.
"You didn't miss anythig during the ride", he told Harry, "Ginny is in loooove." Ron rolled with his eyes and Ginny shot him a deadly look.
Harry was happy not to be Ginnys crush anymore.
"He kissed you?" Hermione cried out. Ginny giggled and Ron pretended to kiss an imaginary girl. Not very gentle though.
Harry turned red at the memory of Dracos kisses minutes before. Thank Merlin, none of the others noticed. Hermione and Ginny tried to prevent Ron to get more detailed.
The great hall was prepared as usual. The four students sat down at the Gryffindor table and welcomed the others. Dean and Seamus chatted about their holidays and Neville was proud to show everyone the new owl he had got. Trevor, his toad, had remained in Nevilles' grandmothers pond. No one was surprised that Hermione was announced to be confidante of Gryffindor. Harry was glad, he hadn't been asked. Lost in his thoughts he looked over to the Slytherin table and noticed that Draco was involved in a profound discussion with his - now seeming to be - ex-girlfriend Pansy Parkinson. Pansy was crying and Draco looked very annoyed. Harry smiled to himself.
"Harry, what are you smiling at?" Hermione followed his stare and her face went blank when she saw Draco. She pushed Harry with her ellbow. Harry was ripped out of his thoughts.
"Draco broke up with Pansy." He grinned.
"What's so funny about that?" Hermione began more and more to be suspicious. What had happened on the train?
"Oh, he told me he wanted to do it, but he wasn't sure." Harry was relieved when he saw that Hermione was obviously satisfied with his answer.
What am I doing? I have to be more patient. But his head felt heavy and he could not catch a clear thought. Devlish brew! He only wished to have Draco beside him. To lean his head on the other boy's shoulder. To kiss him...
"Harry, you're sweating!" Ron gave him a really concerned look. Huge drops of sweat were standing on Harrys forhead. "Are you sick?"
In slow-motion Harry turned his head towards Ron. His tongue sticked to his palate and he felt as if he would faint any second.
"Mmmm." He managed to mumble. He tried to stand up, but his legs did not follow, so he fell back onto the bank. Hermione jumped up and called after Professor MacGonagall. Ron passed Harry a glass of water and put his arm protective around the shaken boy. Harry buried his face in his palms and breathed heavily. Everything was spinning around him. He drank a sip of water and the coolness brought him back to consciousness. He lifted his head and saw that Draco fought with the same troubles. Professor Snape leaned above Draco and talked to him. The potion master put his head nearer towards Draco, obviously to catch his answer. Suddenly he drew his head back and with an angry look on his face he dragged Draco to his feet. Harry closed his eyes.
Harry, what's wrong with you?" Harry opened his eyes again. Professor MacGonagall stood in frond of him, besides her a very concerned looking Hermione.
"Are you going to be sick, do you need fresh air?" She leaned forwards with a searching look. She came nearer and nearer and Harry did not dare to breathe. Suddenly her face changed and she pulled back.
"You're drunk!" She cried out loud and Harry could hear Hermione gasping for air.
He felt as he was pulled up and stumbling he stood. He turned his head to avoid the woman's furious glare. Snape shoved himself into his sight, still dragging Draco behind him.
"Professor Dumbledore's room! Now!" Professor MacGonagall tried really hard to stay calm.
She grabbed Harrys Robe and pushed him away from the other students. On the way to the door, they met Snape. He was already in a loud discussion with the headmaster. Draco was standing tottering besides the teachers and kept his eyes to the ground.
"Albus, pardon my intrusion." MacGonagall let go of Harry and he gazed insecure over to Draco.
Draco lifted his head and showed a wide grin. The whole hall was watching them. Murmuring grew louder, especially from the tables of Gryffindor and Slytherin.
"What!" MacGonagall cried out loud and looked over to Harry and Draco. Harry could not resist a smile when he saw the flustered expression on her face. She shot him a killig look, one that would normally had put everyone to silence, even Snape. But Harry started to think of the whole situation as really funny. He giggled and Draco was infected immediately. They both tried to keep serious faces, but it didn't work. Harry felt an attack of laughter coming and his face turned a deep red. Draco had to suffer of the same problem and a second later they burst into laughter. They held their stomacks and couldn't stop. Harry lost his balance and held on to Draco, who put an arm around him in support. Snape's face also turned a deep red and he gasped.
"Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy, we're awaiting an explanation!" MacGonagall was helpless.
Harry clasped to Draco and his laughter turned into coughing. Draco slapped him on the back, sendind Harry nearly to his knees. Dumbledore watched the two boys with an amused smile. They are so young after all, he thought, we should be happy they get along.
"I think it is useless to expect an answer now." Harry and Draco agreed completely.
Still clinged together, they looked at each other. Harry cleared his throat, causing Draco to laugh again. Giggling they stood in front of the furious, but helpless teachers and Harry wondered how many points that fun would cost them.
At the Gryffindor table Ron tried to calm down a very angry Hermione.
"This can't be happen!", she yelled, "What was he thinking!"
"It's not that bad. They seem to have fun, though." But that did not work. Not with Hermione.
"Ron! It's Malfoy!" She was fishing for words. "What did he think - to get drunk!"
Amused, Ron looked over to Harry and Draco, standing arms around each other in front of the angry teachers. Ron desperately wished to be with them. Suddenly he was jealous. Hermione was right! How could Harry chose Malfoy of all people. Hoe did it start anyway? Ron felt excluded. He got up and left a swearing Hermione behind. He walked towards Harry and Draco. Both of them grinned wide at Ron, but he did not grin back.
"Harry, pull yourself together!" Ron could not bear to see Harry standing so close to Draco.
Harry and Draco exchanged a surprised look. Draco tried to break away from Harry, but Harry trembled and nearly fell down to the floor. He clinged to Draco, who put his arm around Harry again.
"You see Weezly, he cant stand alone. He needs my protective hand." Draco giggled.
Ron turned away.
Harry tried to straighten himself and grinned embarassed to Ron.
"Harry, I hope you are aware that you're standing arm in arm with Malfoy in front of the whole school!"
Harry looked around the hall. Everyone was staring at him and Draco. He reddned and put his eyes down. Draco did as well. Ron sighed. Harrys shoulders began to tremble. Oh fine job, Ron, you made him cry. But maybe he now comes to his senses again. Ron just wanted to say something soothing to Harry when he realised that Harry wasn't cryin at all. Harry gazed at Draco out of the corner of an eye and that was enough to send both of them laughing again.
Ron gave up. If Harry wanted to act like an idiot in front of the whole school, he wouldn't try to stop him. Ron turned around to go back to the Gryffindor table. Harry put a hand on his shoulder.
"Oh come on, Ron, we're just having fun. Don't spoil the party."
That was too much for Ron. He whirled around.
"You think this is a party? Damn it Harry, I want to see you tomorrow when everyone in school thinks you're a loving couple!" Ron had screamed very loud and the hall went quiet.
Harrys face went red and he stared at Ron. Draco, tomato-faced as well looked embarassed to Harry. Both of them couldn't say a word. Harry felt a cold shiver running down his spine. Suddenly he noticed how very close Draco was to him. Draco cleared his throat.
"You're not talking serious Weasley, do you?"
Ron could not believe the effect of his words on both boys.
"I am very serious. And now stop behaving like this, otherwise you will read the whole story in the daily prophet tomorrow."
"It's a tabloid, they do print false stories every day." Harry did not want to remember that it would be the truth this time.
Draco breathed deeply and faced Harry. He knew he would go far, but couldn't resist.
"Harry I think we have two options. Either we distroy the rumors, or we confirm them."
Harry could not believe what he heard. Was Draco serious, or did he search a way out of the situation? Harry wanted to be sure.
"Well...", he stared at Draco insecure, "What would you prefer?"
Ron could also not believe what he heard.
"Have you gone nuts? Harry?"
Harry did not pay any attention to Ron, he still focused Draco expectantly. Draco thought fast. Well, as fast as he could now. Did he want.... what did he really want anyway? His head screamed: Harry! You want Harry! His reason told him to get out of the situation as long as it was possible. Reason did not win.
"Lets give them what they want." With these words he turned towards a startled Harry and kissed him.
Ron cried out. Harry thought a second before he responded the kiss and put his hands around Dracos neck. They were completely drown into the kiss and did not notice that the whole hall was silent, except for Rons and Pansys screams. Pansy fainted with her scream, but everybody was shocked, so she fell unnoticed on the hard floor.
Gasping for air the two boys broke off their kiss and stared into each other's eyes. Harry now had the feeling to really swim in Dracos grey eyes. The voice inside his head was singing and dancing. His hands lay still around Dracos neck and he softly stroke Dracos hair-line. Dracos arms were around Harrys waist pressing the black-haired boy even tighter to him.
Draco could not pull apart from those green emeralds. He floated. Emotions flooded over him, from tip to toe, that intensive that he felt his hair stood on end and a shiver went through his whole body.
"I love you." They had said it at the same time.
The shock of these few words broke them apart. Harry stumbled backwards and put a hand to his mouth. Eyes wide open he stared at Draco. Draco trembled. Thoughts were chasing each other in his head.
Draco turned around and ran out of the great hall, as if he had Voldemort following him. Harry stood still, speechless. He did not even have the energy to call after Draco. He closed his eyes. Ron was still standing besides him, shocked. Harry did not want to look at him, did not want to answer questions. He opened his eyes and saw the whole school staring back. Nobody said anything. He looked over to the Gryffindor table. Hermione hadn't closed her mouth yet. Her eyes were wide opened. The others looked about the same way. Harry could not bear the looks and stares and so he ran as fast as his condition would allow him out of the hall. He did not pause a second before arriving at the Gryffindor tower. Thanks to Merlin, Hermione had announced the new password at the table already. Harry hurried into his dorm and threw himself onto his bed.
He could not believe what he had just done. He had kissed Draco Malfoy in front of the whole school! And he had told him, he loved him! But so had Draco. He felt like laughing and crying at once. What would Ron and Hermione say? Rons opinion was evident. But how schould he behave tomorrow? Harry did not want to think about tomorrow. Had Draco been sincere? Harry believed it. His head was spinning round like a peg-top and the voice in his head was singing.
You love him...
Yes, it was true. Harry never had had such feelings for anyone before.
And he loves you too...
But how would Draco react tomorrow? Would he stand up to this love like he did tonight? What if it was only to blame on the alcohol?
Harry pushed this and many other thoughts away. He remained on his bed clothed and drifted into sleep.
In the Slytherin dorm Draco had to fight with similar thoughts.
Had Harry been sincere? Had he gone too far? Draco moved from one side to the other. He thought about their kiss in the hall. Harry had not pulled back, no in fact he had responded. He had said he loved him. Draco had never said these words before. Pansy had always tried to get it out of him, but he had refused. He kept these three little words like a nun her virginity. A kiss, sex, you could do that without any feelings. But actually say the three words, he would do that only out of pure love. Without thinking it over. He was aware of that when heard himself whisper them to Harry. He really loved him. But he was also afraid. Afraid? It was panic! But Harry had said it as well. If Harry thought the same.... how could he know? He hoped so. Draco pushed the thoughts away and drifted into sleep.
In the middle of the night Harry woke up. His head was nailed to his pillow. He tried to lift it, but a sharp sting forced him to lay down again. He felt as if someone was sitting on his body, pressing him down. Harry tried to sleep again, but the pain wouldn't let him. He put his hand on his forehead, but the scar was not the source of his pain. He grouned: So that's what they call a hangover.
Deaco cursed his aunt and her elixir. With great effort he managed to sit up, head bowed down, nearly touching his knees. He had the feeling the bed would throw him off any time. Exhausted he fell back on his pillow. He hoped Harry would feel the same, that would be only fair.
Ehm, I need your help! How shall I continue? Please HELP!
Thanks :)
karin
Hi everybody! Thanks to all the reviewers! I'm really happy to see you liked it. So this is the second part. Enjoy...... (don't look for the spelling...)
karin
"Harry, I've been looking for you everywhere, we're nearly there. And what is HE doing here?" She shot Draco a look that could have killed.
"I still attend the same school as you, Granger." There was no emotion on Dracos face.
Harry grinned to himself. Draco really had changed. Formerly he would have insulted Hermione, but now he seemed to avoid a fight.
Hermione dragged Harry out of the compartment. Harry turned his head and grinned back to Draco, who stood up and blew him a kiss.
Out on the corridor Hermione attacked Harry.
"What did he do? Did he insult you? You didn't fight, did you? Harry!"
She examined his disorderly robes and messy hair. Well, his hair was always messy. But he looked heated. The train drove slowly into the station of Hogsmeade and stopped.
"No, we did not fight. I was just looking for an empty compartment, to be alone." Hermione swallowed hard. "He came in and we talked. That is all." Harry could see that Hermione didn't believe him. He did't care, the truth would have been worse. What could he have said? We got drunk and snogged like... Hermione would flip.
"Did you duel?" Hermione was obstinent.
Harry sighed. "How should I have done that? My wand is still in my case. We just talked, ok?" He did not want to justify himself anymore.
"Hermione, wher have you been?" Ron walked towards them. "I feared Malfoy had thrown Harry out of the train."
"Ask Harry." said Hermione sour and rushed pass Ron.
Ron looked like a big question mark.
"What's wrong with her?"
"I only talked to Dr..Malfoy and she freaks out." Harry could have bit his tongue off.
Ron gave Harry a concerned look. "Did you fight?"
"Do not start like this as well!" Harry began to be annoyed.
"Whatever." Ron grinned, "We're here!"
They left the train and approached the carriages that would bring them up to the castle. Harry tried as hard as he could to act normally. Inside, his head was still swimming.
In the carriage Hermione spoke to Ginny, ignoring Harry all the way. Ginny babbled about her holiday crush and Ron groaned loud.
"You didn't miss anythig during the ride", he told Harry, "Ginny is in loooove." Ron rolled with his eyes and Ginny shot him a deadly look.
Harry was happy not to be Ginnys crush anymore.
"He kissed you?" Hermione cried out. Ginny giggled and Ron pretended to kiss an imaginary girl. Not very gentle though.
Harry turned red at the memory of Dracos kisses minutes before. Thank Merlin, none of the others noticed. Hermione and Ginny tried to prevent Ron to get more detailed.
The great hall was prepared as usual. The four students sat down at the Gryffindor table and welcomed the others. Dean and Seamus chatted about their holidays and Neville was proud to show everyone the new owl he had got. Trevor, his toad, had remained in Nevilles' grandmothers pond. No one was surprised that Hermione was announced to be confidante of Gryffindor. Harry was glad, he hadn't been asked. Lost in his thoughts he looked over to the Slytherin table and noticed that Draco was involved in a profound discussion with his - now seeming to be - ex-girlfriend Pansy Parkinson. Pansy was crying and Draco looked very annoyed. Harry smiled to himself.
"Harry, what are you smiling at?" Hermione followed his stare and her face went blank when she saw Draco. She pushed Harry with her ellbow. Harry was ripped out of his thoughts.
"Draco broke up with Pansy." He grinned.
"What's so funny about that?" Hermione began more and more to be suspicious. What had happened on the train?
"Oh, he told me he wanted to do it, but he wasn't sure." Harry was relieved when he saw that Hermione was obviously satisfied with his answer.
What am I doing? I have to be more patient. But his head felt heavy and he could not catch a clear thought. Devlish brew! He only wished to have Draco beside him. To lean his head on the other boy's shoulder. To kiss him...
"Harry, you're sweating!" Ron gave him a really concerned look. Huge drops of sweat were standing on Harrys forhead. "Are you sick?"
In slow-motion Harry turned his head towards Ron. His tongue sticked to his palate and he felt as if he would faint any second.
"Mmmm." He managed to mumble. He tried to stand up, but his legs did not follow, so he fell back onto the bank. Hermione jumped up and called after Professor MacGonagall. Ron passed Harry a glass of water and put his arm protective around the shaken boy. Harry buried his face in his palms and breathed heavily. Everything was spinning around him. He drank a sip of water and the coolness brought him back to consciousness. He lifted his head and saw that Draco fought with the same troubles. Professor Snape leaned above Draco and talked to him. The potion master put his head nearer towards Draco, obviously to catch his answer. Suddenly he drew his head back and with an angry look on his face he dragged Draco to his feet. Harry closed his eyes.
Harry, what's wrong with you?" Harry opened his eyes again. Professor MacGonagall stood in frond of him, besides her a very concerned looking Hermione.
"Are you going to be sick, do you need fresh air?" She leaned forwards with a searching look. She came nearer and nearer and Harry did not dare to breathe. Suddenly her face changed and she pulled back.
"You're drunk!" She cried out loud and Harry could hear Hermione gasping for air.
He felt as he was pulled up and stumbling he stood. He turned his head to avoid the woman's furious glare. Snape shoved himself into his sight, still dragging Draco behind him.
"Professor Dumbledore's room! Now!" Professor MacGonagall tried really hard to stay calm.
She grabbed Harrys Robe and pushed him away from the other students. On the way to the door, they met Snape. He was already in a loud discussion with the headmaster. Draco was standing tottering besides the teachers and kept his eyes to the ground.
"Albus, pardon my intrusion." MacGonagall let go of Harry and he gazed insecure over to Draco.
Draco lifted his head and showed a wide grin. The whole hall was watching them. Murmuring grew louder, especially from the tables of Gryffindor and Slytherin.
"What!" MacGonagall cried out loud and looked over to Harry and Draco. Harry could not resist a smile when he saw the flustered expression on her face. She shot him a killig look, one that would normally had put everyone to silence, even Snape. But Harry started to think of the whole situation as really funny. He giggled and Draco was infected immediately. They both tried to keep serious faces, but it didn't work. Harry felt an attack of laughter coming and his face turned a deep red. Draco had to suffer of the same problem and a second later they burst into laughter. They held their stomacks and couldn't stop. Harry lost his balance and held on to Draco, who put an arm around him in support. Snape's face also turned a deep red and he gasped.
"Mr Potter, Mr Malfoy, we're awaiting an explanation!" MacGonagall was helpless.
Harry clasped to Draco and his laughter turned into coughing. Draco slapped him on the back, sendind Harry nearly to his knees. Dumbledore watched the two boys with an amused smile. They are so young after all, he thought, we should be happy they get along.
"I think it is useless to expect an answer now." Harry and Draco agreed completely.
Still clinged together, they looked at each other. Harry cleared his throat, causing Draco to laugh again. Giggling they stood in front of the furious, but helpless teachers and Harry wondered how many points that fun would cost them.
At the Gryffindor table Ron tried to calm down a very angry Hermione.
"This can't be happen!", she yelled, "What was he thinking!"
"It's not that bad. They seem to have fun, though." But that did not work. Not with Hermione.
"Ron! It's Malfoy!" She was fishing for words. "What did he think - to get drunk!"
Amused, Ron looked over to Harry and Draco, standing arms around each other in front of the angry teachers. Ron desperately wished to be with them. Suddenly he was jealous. Hermione was right! How could Harry chose Malfoy of all people. Hoe did it start anyway? Ron felt excluded. He got up and left a swearing Hermione behind. He walked towards Harry and Draco. Both of them grinned wide at Ron, but he did not grin back.
"Harry, pull yourself together!" Ron could not bear to see Harry standing so close to Draco.
Harry and Draco exchanged a surprised look. Draco tried to break away from Harry, but Harry trembled and nearly fell down to the floor. He clinged to Draco, who put his arm around Harry again.
"You see Weezly, he cant stand alone. He needs my protective hand." Draco giggled.
Ron turned away.
Harry tried to straighten himself and grinned embarassed to Ron.
"Harry, I hope you are aware that you're standing arm in arm with Malfoy in front of the whole school!"
Harry looked around the hall. Everyone was staring at him and Draco. He reddned and put his eyes down. Draco did as well. Ron sighed. Harrys shoulders began to tremble. Oh fine job, Ron, you made him cry. But maybe he now comes to his senses again. Ron just wanted to say something soothing to Harry when he realised that Harry wasn't cryin at all. Harry gazed at Draco out of the corner of an eye and that was enough to send both of them laughing again.
Ron gave up. If Harry wanted to act like an idiot in front of the whole school, he wouldn't try to stop him. Ron turned around to go back to the Gryffindor table. Harry put a hand on his shoulder.
"Oh come on, Ron, we're just having fun. Don't spoil the party."
That was too much for Ron. He whirled around.
"You think this is a party? Damn it Harry, I want to see you tomorrow when everyone in school thinks you're a loving couple!" Ron had screamed very loud and the hall went quiet.
Harrys face went red and he stared at Ron. Draco, tomato-faced as well looked embarassed to Harry. Both of them couldn't say a word. Harry felt a cold shiver running down his spine. Suddenly he noticed how very close Draco was to him. Draco cleared his throat.
"You're not talking serious Weasley, do you?"
Ron could not believe the effect of his words on both boys.
"I am very serious. And now stop behaving like this, otherwise you will read the whole story in the daily prophet tomorrow."
"It's a tabloid, they do print false stories every day." Harry did not want to remember that it would be the truth this time.
Draco breathed deeply and faced Harry. He knew he would go far, but couldn't resist.
"Harry I think we have two options. Either we distroy the rumors, or we confirm them."
Harry could not believe what he heard. Was Draco serious, or did he search a way out of the situation? Harry wanted to be sure.
"Well...", he stared at Draco insecure, "What would you prefer?"
Ron could also not believe what he heard.
"Have you gone nuts? Harry?"
Harry did not pay any attention to Ron, he still focused Draco expectantly. Draco thought fast. Well, as fast as he could now. Did he want.... what did he really want anyway? His head screamed: Harry! You want Harry! His reason told him to get out of the situation as long as it was possible. Reason did not win.
"Lets give them what they want." With these words he turned towards a startled Harry and kissed him.
Ron cried out. Harry thought a second before he responded the kiss and put his hands around Dracos neck. They were completely drown into the kiss and did not notice that the whole hall was silent, except for Rons and Pansys screams. Pansy fainted with her scream, but everybody was shocked, so she fell unnoticed on the hard floor.
Gasping for air the two boys broke off their kiss and stared into each other's eyes. Harry now had the feeling to really swim in Dracos grey eyes. The voice inside his head was singing and dancing. His hands lay still around Dracos neck and he softly stroke Dracos hair-line. Dracos arms were around Harrys waist pressing the black-haired boy even tighter to him.
Draco could not pull apart from those green emeralds. He floated. Emotions flooded over him, from tip to toe, that intensive that he felt his hair stood on end and a shiver went through his whole body.
"I love you." They had said it at the same time.
The shock of these few words broke them apart. Harry stumbled backwards and put a hand to his mouth. Eyes wide open he stared at Draco. Draco trembled. Thoughts were chasing each other in his head.
Draco turned around and ran out of the great hall, as if he had Voldemort following him. Harry stood still, speechless. He did not even have the energy to call after Draco. He closed his eyes. Ron was still standing besides him, shocked. Harry did not want to look at him, did not want to answer questions. He opened his eyes and saw the whole school staring back. Nobody said anything. He looked over to the Gryffindor table. Hermione hadn't closed her mouth yet. Her eyes were wide opened. The others looked about the same way. Harry could not bear the looks and stares and so he ran as fast as his condition would allow him out of the hall. He did not pause a second before arriving at the Gryffindor tower. Thanks to Merlin, Hermione had announced the new password at the table already. Harry hurried into his dorm and threw himself onto his bed.
He could not believe what he had just done. He had kissed Draco Malfoy in front of the whole school! And he had told him, he loved him! But so had Draco. He felt like laughing and crying at once. What would Ron and Hermione say? Rons opinion was evident. But how schould he behave tomorrow? Harry did not want to think about tomorrow. Had Draco been sincere? Harry believed it. His head was spinning round like a peg-top and the voice in his head was singing.
You love him...
Yes, it was true. Harry never had had such feelings for anyone before.
And he loves you too...
But how would Draco react tomorrow? Would he stand up to this love like he did tonight? What if it was only to blame on the alcohol?
Harry pushed this and many other thoughts away. He remained on his bed clothed and drifted into sleep.
In the Slytherin dorm Draco had to fight with similar thoughts.
Had Harry been sincere? Had he gone too far? Draco moved from one side to the other. He thought about their kiss in the hall. Harry had not pulled back, no in fact he had responded. He had said he loved him. Draco had never said these words before. Pansy had always tried to get it out of him, but he had refused. He kept these three little words like a nun her virginity. A kiss, sex, you could do that without any feelings. But actually say the three words, he would do that only out of pure love. Without thinking it over. He was aware of that when heard himself whisper them to Harry. He really loved him. But he was also afraid. Afraid? It was panic! But Harry had said it as well. If Harry thought the same.... how could he know? He hoped so. Draco pushed the thoughts away and drifted into sleep.
In the middle of the night Harry woke up. His head was nailed to his pillow. He tried to lift it, but a sharp sting forced him to lay down again. He felt as if someone was sitting on his body, pressing him down. Harry tried to sleep again, but the pain wouldn't let him. He put his hand on his forehead, but the scar was not the source of his pain. He grouned: So that's what they call a hangover.
Deaco cursed his aunt and her elixir. With great effort he managed to sit up, head bowed down, nearly touching his knees. He had the feeling the bed would throw him off any time. Exhausted he fell back on his pillow. He hoped Harry would feel the same, that would be only fair.
Ehm, I need your help! How shall I continue? Please HELP!
Thanks :)
karin
