Blind Date

Note: Wow! Four chapters! Ooh could you all possibly read my fic Cold Fire and give me some suggestions? I kinda have writers block on that... ^^' heh.. Ok, Does anyone realize that I REALLY like to write conversations between people? It's just more fun! :D

Disclaimer: I disclaimer all ownership of the beloved Harry.

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Draco took a sip of his butterbeer. Harry had turned down food, drink, and everything else that he had offered. This was not going as planned. At the moment, Harry was looking rather troubled.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I was just wondering, why did you want to date Ron anyway?"

"I didn't"

"Huh?"

"I suppose I should tell you, if I am to completely gain your trust. I went to Hermione and asked her to do me a favor. That led to her setting me up with Ron, and her getting Dobby to fix the bludger."

"You both wanted Ron hurt?"

"If there was an easier way, I'd love to hear it. But, nonetheless, it worked, for our goal was to get you to date me. Even if it was just one."

"You hurt Ron because of me? My best friend is hurt, because you couldn't go up to me and ask me out?"

"Well, um, now that it's put like that, I guess so. It was much easier for me, and much more fun for Hermione. To bad Ron couldn't get some enjoyment out of it."

"He probably will. When he finds out, he'll laugh until side splits." Harry smiled.

"Aha! We've made progress! You're smiling."

"I have to admit, you're not such a bad person like this." Harry leaned over the table, giving Draco a quick peck on the cheek. They both blushed. Draco grinned and raised an eyebrow.

"Things are moving quickly then? Just a quick question. Did you like the flowers?"

"Oh yes, roses are among my favorites." said Harry enthusiastically, a shy smile gracing his lips again.

"Among? What are your others?"

"Hmm, Crysanthmums and..."

"Yes?" Harry flicked his hand.

"Lillies of course!"

"I should have known." Draco smiled sadly. He knew and loved his parents, even if one of them was a deatheater. Harry never had the chance, he grew up with his horrid aunt and uncle. There were times when he pitied Harry. Yet, only rarely because Harry had the love of his godfather, and his friends. He didn't deserve pity. He deserved love.

Madam Rosmerta clicked (highheels) her way over to the small table.

"Hello. Is there anything I can do for you two lovebirds today?"

"Lovebirds? Us? No, we're not..." Harry argued. Draco placed a finger over his lips to shush him.

"Just two butterbeers, Madam Rosmerta. Then we'll see."

"Alright, then." She clicked away. Harry sighed, he knew this date was going to be awkward, but he had no idea that it would be this bad. Here he was, with his school rival, on a date, about to drink butterbeer. Well, at least the butterbeer would help to calm him down. Madam Rosmerta clicked back over and set down the two butterbeers. Draco paid for them and she clicked off again.

"Thank you." Harry said, "Now, why me?"

"Why anybody? It can't be explained why anyone falls in love. I just did."

"Love? Are you sure? Are you feeling ok? Are you sick? Are you under the Imperius curse?"

"In order: Yes, Yes, Yes, No, and No." Draco laughed, "You're supposed to be the good guy. You're supposed to be trusting. Why can't you trust me?"

"After all you did to me and my friends over the past six years? What did you expect me to do?"

"You have a point. I probably don't deserve trust, but if you're willing to trust me, I'm willing to change. Permently. I've already begun to. After all, Hermione did agree to help me."

"That's true. Hermione usually does have good judgement, but not always. This time she did."

"So, you're enjoying yourself?"

"Hmm," Harry closed his eyes, "Yes, I believe so." Draco smiled and leaned over the table.

"Draco? Why are you so mmm..." Draco captured his lips with his own. He felt Harry lean into the kiss. Then he broke away, Draco was a little upset.

"Er, we can't do this. Not now."

"Alright, if you're sure."

The afternoon and evening went on easily, full of small chats, jokes, and stories. Draco had never felt so lucky. Here he was, with Harry Potter, the most perfect person in this world, in Draco's opinion. It couldn't get any better. Unless, they continued seeing each other. Harry seemed to be having a good time, but would he see him again, or completely ignore him?

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"I think we should be going. We don't want to miss the Halloween banquet."

"You're right." They stood up and left together. Hermione was just coming out of the post office.

"Go with Hermione." Draco nudged him.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, just one thing."

"What?" Draco pulled him into a sweet kiss. Harry blinked when Draco left hurriedly.
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"Er, Hermione!" She grinned and jogged over to Harry.

"Well, Harry? How did it go?"

"You knew it was Draco!"

"Guilty as charged. Still, what happened?"

"We talked." Harry started down the path to Hogwarts, "And I have to say that I kinda like him."

"Ooh, I knew you would!" Hermione squealed.

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Yay! Chapter 4 is done! Woohoo! I am FINISHED!! Unless, you people want a FIFTH chapter?

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