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It had been three weeks since the, now called, Draco and Harry incident in the Great Hall. Harry and Draco had been moved back to their common rooms (for obvious reasons) and were officially going out. So basically, all was great! Well, all except for Ron Weasley. He was furious, outraged, fuming, livid, irate, and just plain mad. Wouldn't you be if your best friend and crush was dating your worst enemy? Well, that was exactly the situation Ron was in, his long time friend and crush was dating none other than Draco Malfoy. It was currently potions class. That was the worst for Ron, since it was a Slytherin/Gryffindor class. Harry had taken up sitting on the Slytherin side of the room (every two weeks Harry and Draco would change sides of the room) and was sitting with Draco, secretly holding hands with him under the desk. Ron sat there starring angrily at the back of Draco's head, imagining hurling the newt's eye he was holding at it.
"How dare he steal my Harry! How dare that, that, evil git take what rightfully belongs to me? I can't believe he sinfully seduced Harry, how EVIL. It must be a love potion, that's it!" Ron thought desperately. Just then Draco leaned and whispered something in Harry's ear, causing Harry to laugh softly. Ron scowled and drew his hand back, hurling the newt's eye fiercely at Draco's head. It hit dead on, and Ron quickly looked down at the potion he was working on with Hermione, just as Draco's head whipped around to search for the eye throwing culprit. He spotted Hermione first.
"Real mature Granger," Draco hissed softly. She looked up at him quizzically.
"What are you going on about Malfoy?" She asked angrily.
"Someone, that means you, threw this at me, and I was just commenting on how I'm glad your maturity level has finally reached that of an eight year old," Draco replied smoothly. Harry tapped him on the shoulder giving him a 'stop it now' look. Draco ignored him.
"I didn't throw it!" Hermione exclaimed softly.
"The who did!"
"I don't know, maybe it was a run by newting" Hermione said sarcastically. Harry and Hermione began to laugh quietly.
"What?" Draco asked confused.
"Muggle thing," they replied together. That caused them to laugh even more.
"It's something from a movie," Harry said, then noticing the puzzled expression on Draco's face added "I'll explain later." Harry and Hermione laughed quietly at the inside joke, which only caused Draco to get sulky.
"And what, may I ask, is so funny?" Professor Severus Snape's voice cut through the still air, making both the Slytherin and three Gryffindor's cringe.
"Nothing Professor, I was just a victim of a….um, Run by newting, we were laughing at uh, muggles stuff," Draco said immediately.
"Mr. Malfoy, seeing as that made absolutely no sense what-so-ever, I am going to spare both houses loss of points, but if I hear one more giggle or word out of any of you, it will be 50 points lost," Snape said menacingly. The four students turned around. "And would Mr. Potter be so kind, as to stick to his side of the room with his own kind." Harry glared at the back of Snape's head before getting up, giving Draco a quick kiss, and moving to the Gryffindor side of the room.
Ron edged towards Harry. Ron, noticing the longing 'I want to be with Draco' look on Harry's face, quickly struck up a conversation about Quidditch. They spent the rest of the period chatting about who was better, the Cannons or the Wimbourne Wasps. When the bell rang for dinner, Harry rushed over to Draco, grabbing his hand and smiling at him. Draco smiled back but stopped at the doorway.
"You go on ahead Harry, I need to talk to Professor Snape," Draco lied.
"Okay, see you at dinner, and remember, your eating at the Gryffindor table today!" Harry said smiling.
"How could I forget with you reminding me every five minutes?" Draco laughed, and Harry, still smiling walked away to the Great Hall. Ron followed a few minutes later, but was stopped by Draco.
"What they, let me go!" Ron growled at Draco.
"Listen Weasley, I'm going to make this short, but you better pay attention! I've seen the way you look at Harry, and I know you'd fancy more than a platonic relationship with him. I swear Weasley, if I ever catch you near Harry in a way that's a little too friendly, I will rip off your head and tear out your spleen! For Harry's sake though, I propose that we should try to get along," Draco spat out sneering at Ron.
"Get along? With you? You must be daft?" Ron laughed out nervously. The comment about his spleen made him feel a little on edge.
"If you are really Harry's friend then you'll agree with me. He doesn't like to see us fight. Now, Granger and I have already come to an understanding, it's your turn now." Ron grumbled but nodded his head, the comment about really being Harry's friend had struck its target. Draco let go of Ron's robes and moved aside to let him walk past. Ron straightened his robes, before running towards the Great Hall. Draco sneered and then headed that way himself.
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I know, I know, kind of short, but hey, it IS the first chapter! Well, tell me what you think! Toodles! Read Silver and Goddess' work!
~Me! ChaffonGal!
Disclaimer: Blah, blah, blah, oh wait, you wanted that in English? Okay, I don't own the story!
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It had been three weeks since the, now called, Draco and Harry incident in the Great Hall. Harry and Draco had been moved back to their common rooms (for obvious reasons) and were officially going out. So basically, all was great! Well, all except for Ron Weasley. He was furious, outraged, fuming, livid, irate, and just plain mad. Wouldn't you be if your best friend and crush was dating your worst enemy? Well, that was exactly the situation Ron was in, his long time friend and crush was dating none other than Draco Malfoy. It was currently potions class. That was the worst for Ron, since it was a Slytherin/Gryffindor class. Harry had taken up sitting on the Slytherin side of the room (every two weeks Harry and Draco would change sides of the room) and was sitting with Draco, secretly holding hands with him under the desk. Ron sat there starring angrily at the back of Draco's head, imagining hurling the newt's eye he was holding at it.
"How dare he steal my Harry! How dare that, that, evil git take what rightfully belongs to me? I can't believe he sinfully seduced Harry, how EVIL. It must be a love potion, that's it!" Ron thought desperately. Just then Draco leaned and whispered something in Harry's ear, causing Harry to laugh softly. Ron scowled and drew his hand back, hurling the newt's eye fiercely at Draco's head. It hit dead on, and Ron quickly looked down at the potion he was working on with Hermione, just as Draco's head whipped around to search for the eye throwing culprit. He spotted Hermione first.
"Real mature Granger," Draco hissed softly. She looked up at him quizzically.
"What are you going on about Malfoy?" She asked angrily.
"Someone, that means you, threw this at me, and I was just commenting on how I'm glad your maturity level has finally reached that of an eight year old," Draco replied smoothly. Harry tapped him on the shoulder giving him a 'stop it now' look. Draco ignored him.
"I didn't throw it!" Hermione exclaimed softly.
"The who did!"
"I don't know, maybe it was a run by newting" Hermione said sarcastically. Harry and Hermione began to laugh quietly.
"What?" Draco asked confused.
"Muggle thing," they replied together. That caused them to laugh even more.
"It's something from a movie," Harry said, then noticing the puzzled expression on Draco's face added "I'll explain later." Harry and Hermione laughed quietly at the inside joke, which only caused Draco to get sulky.
"And what, may I ask, is so funny?" Professor Severus Snape's voice cut through the still air, making both the Slytherin and three Gryffindor's cringe.
"Nothing Professor, I was just a victim of a….um, Run by newting, we were laughing at uh, muggles stuff," Draco said immediately.
"Mr. Malfoy, seeing as that made absolutely no sense what-so-ever, I am going to spare both houses loss of points, but if I hear one more giggle or word out of any of you, it will be 50 points lost," Snape said menacingly. The four students turned around. "And would Mr. Potter be so kind, as to stick to his side of the room with his own kind." Harry glared at the back of Snape's head before getting up, giving Draco a quick kiss, and moving to the Gryffindor side of the room.
Ron edged towards Harry. Ron, noticing the longing 'I want to be with Draco' look on Harry's face, quickly struck up a conversation about Quidditch. They spent the rest of the period chatting about who was better, the Cannons or the Wimbourne Wasps. When the bell rang for dinner, Harry rushed over to Draco, grabbing his hand and smiling at him. Draco smiled back but stopped at the doorway.
"You go on ahead Harry, I need to talk to Professor Snape," Draco lied.
"Okay, see you at dinner, and remember, your eating at the Gryffindor table today!" Harry said smiling.
"How could I forget with you reminding me every five minutes?" Draco laughed, and Harry, still smiling walked away to the Great Hall. Ron followed a few minutes later, but was stopped by Draco.
"What they, let me go!" Ron growled at Draco.
"Listen Weasley, I'm going to make this short, but you better pay attention! I've seen the way you look at Harry, and I know you'd fancy more than a platonic relationship with him. I swear Weasley, if I ever catch you near Harry in a way that's a little too friendly, I will rip off your head and tear out your spleen! For Harry's sake though, I propose that we should try to get along," Draco spat out sneering at Ron.
"Get along? With you? You must be daft?" Ron laughed out nervously. The comment about his spleen made him feel a little on edge.
"If you are really Harry's friend then you'll agree with me. He doesn't like to see us fight. Now, Granger and I have already come to an understanding, it's your turn now." Ron grumbled but nodded his head, the comment about really being Harry's friend had struck its target. Draco let go of Ron's robes and moved aside to let him walk past. Ron straightened his robes, before running towards the Great Hall. Draco sneered and then headed that way himself.
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I know, I know, kind of short, but hey, it IS the first chapter! Well, tell me what you think! Toodles! Read Silver and Goddess' work!
~Me! ChaffonGal!