A/N: Chapter 6! :D Warning: the most amazingly clich¨¦d phrases you have ever seen may appear occasionally. :D

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Harry's POV
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Snape advanced toward us with a sinister smile on his face. I looked at Ron, dreading what was coming next.

''Time to split up the dream team, I think. Weasley, you can partner Finnigan. Potter - '' I stepped toward Hermione. ''I don't think so. Mr Malfoy, come over here. Let's see what you make of the famous Potter,'' said Snape nastily. As he proceeded to partner Hermione with Millicent Bulstrode, a bulky (to say the least) Slytherin girl, Malfoy smirked at me. He came over, an evil glint in his eye. I swallowed nervously.

Ever since he smiled at me after the Quidditch match, I'd been very jumpy around Malfoy. Lately, it seemed the reason that I was looking forward to the completion of the Polyjuice Potion wasn't to question him on whether he was the heir of Slytherin, but rather on how he felt about guys in general; Lockhart was definitely getting to me.

''Face your partners! And bow!'' Lockhart instructed. We both held the other's gaze steadily, unable to look away. Getting lost in the deep pools of grey, I couldn't resist it; I winked at him.

Draco's POV
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Did he just do what I thought he did? I stood there stiffly for a second, stunned. Then, without a second thought, I swung my wand over my shoulder and yelled out the first spell that came into my head. As it hit Potter, he staggered, caught by surprise. I nearly ran over to him when he checked himself, stood up straight and pointed his wand at me.

''Rictusempra!'' Suddenly, I was on the floor and I couldn't stop laughing ¨C the Tickling Charm that Potter used was very effective, not to mention I'd always been quite sensitive to, um, such external contact with my skin. I tried to catch my breath but only succeeded in choking. Still laughing like I was demented, I pointed my wand steadily ¨C well, as steady as you can be when you're convulsed with laughter on the floor ¨C at Potter's knees.

''Tarantallegra!'' Potter started dancing and the sight of this only served to make my stomach ache even more.

''Stop! Stop!'' I heard Lockhart cry from somewhere above me.

''Finite Incantatem!'' shouted Professor Snape, and I almost collapsed from exhaustion as the tickling stopped. I sighed in relief. Obviously, it would have taken a Slytherin to be calm enough to stop the pandemonium.

Harry's POV
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As Lockhart swaggered around the Hall surveying the after effects, I locked my knees and looked at Malfoy warily, in case he tried to make me start dancing again. He was still prostrated on the floor, trying to return his breathing to normal.

''I think I'd better teach you how to block unfriendly spells. Let's have a volunteer pair ¨C Longbottom and Finch-Fletchey, how about you?'' Lockhart suggested.

''A bad idea, Professor Lockhart. Longbottom causes devastation with the simplest spells. We'll be sending what's left of Finch-Fletchey up to the hospital wing in a matchbox. How about Malfoy and Potter?'' I glared at Snape incredulously. Evidently, the man was out to kill me before the night was over. Malfoy and I shuffled to the centre of the hall.

''Now, Harry, when Draco points his wand at you, you do this,'' said Lockhart, as he demonstrated how to drop a wand. I sighed as Snape whispered in Malfoy's ear and Malfoy smirked, meeting my eyes challengingly. Things didn't look too good for me just then.

Draco's POV
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''Professor, could you show me that blocking thing again?'' Potter asked Lockhart apprehensively. I looked straight at him and he turned to face me, his eyes betraying just a tiny shred of fear.

''Scared?'' I grinned at him, raising an eyebrow.

''You wish.''

Lockhart said to Potter, ''Just do what I did, Harry!'' and proceeded to count down from three, blissfully ignoring Potter's question of ''What, drop my wand?''

On the word ''Go!'' I raised my wand before Potter had time to do anything and shouted, ''Serpensortia!'' As I expected, a long black snake burst out from my wand and landed between us. I enjoyed the screams that resounded in the Hall and watched Potter carefully, curious to know what he was going to do.

''Don't move, Potter, I'll get rid of it,'' said Professor Snape idly, moving forward.

However, the next moment Lockhart had shouted, ''Allow me!'' and the snake was blasted up high into the air. It landed in front of Finch-Fletchey, who looked as though he was Petrified, being the mudblood that he was ¨C and a Hufflepuff, at that. (Possibly the most dismal type of wizard to ever appear on this earth.)

Potter suddenly strode forward and opened his mouth. A strange hissing sound came from him, and the entire Hall gaped at him and the snake, me included. The snake turned to Potter and settled down quietly, seeming to be entranced by his words ¨C well, I assumed they were words. How would I know?

I couldn't help thinking: Potter's a bloody Parselmouth! We were meant to be together! I was quite incapable of wiping off the grin that had spread across my face. Professor Snape looked at me strangely as he made the snake vanish with a flick of his wand. To tell the truth, I didn't blame him.

Harry's POV
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''What're you playing at?'' Justin said furiously, before stomping out of the Hall. I was, to say the least, surprised. As I looked around the Hall, every pair of eyes seemed to be on me, watching me with trepidation.

Ron tugged at my robes and tried to push me out of the Hall. I turned to look at Malfoy one last time and strangely, there was a very odd smile on his face ¨C one of surprise and delight. I felt very uneasy indeed, wondering what exactly I'd just done.

As I stepped outside with Ron and Hermione, a hand suddenly clamped itself on my elbow. In the span of ten seconds, I found myself being dragged backwards to the end of the corridor, around a corner and standing face to face with Malfoy.

''Er - '' Before I could get out anything more, the softest lips imaginable were on mine. The kiss was sweet and gentle and perfect and I was immediately dizzy from the sensation, from delirium, from the boy who was at this very moment tilting my head up as my cheek tingled from his touch.

But as abruptly as it started, it stopped. I heard Ron's voice ring out from around the corner ¨C ''Where'd he go?'' Panicking, I wrenched myself away from Draco (?) and just as we broke apart, Ron rounded the corner and stopped, looking at me with a relieved expression on his face.

''Harry? What're you ¨C oh. What do you want, Malfoy?'' Ron looked from me to Draco (?!) to me again.

''Nothing, Weasel. Nothing at all.'' Draco (!) smirked at me and turned on his heel, walking back to the Great Hall.

As Ron and Hermione led me back to the Gryffindor common room, I was in a daze, breathing erratically and wrapped up in the exhilaration of having just kissed Draco Malfoy.

A/N: Heh. I really liked them in the last bit! :D They was kind of OoC I guess, but oh well. Anyway, you know what to do. :D PS: Wow. Short A/Ns! Amazing.