Come Back
Disclaimer: Still don't own any Harry Potter characters. *sniffle*
A/N: I know this series has been really rushed, but I'm working on three other stories so this isn't exactly my *biggest* priority. So I'm not really going to slow it down much. About another chapter or two after this and this fan fiction is done. I have another series going which I'll be updating soon (its not slash) and I'll be writing some twincest soon so if you like that kind of stuff then watch out. Now for the story.
Harry sat in the Potion's dungeon measuring out powdered beetles and staring at Draco. Draco didn't return the gaze, but just seeing him was enough for Harry. It had been three weeks since Draco left and each day Harry had fallen more and more in love with him. He had always been attracted to him, but when they kissed he knew it was love.
"Harry?" a sexy voice said loudly.
"Say what?" he said dumbly. Parvati was standing in front of him, smiling an irresistible smile.
"I was asking if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend. You know, we could get a butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks and then go up to the Shrieking Shack. I heard it's haunted," she said, fingering his tie.
"Potter, Patil! Go flirt somewhere else! The Potion's dungeon is not a make out room!" Snape spat. Harry rolled his eyes. They hadn't even kissed!
"So, what about it?" Parvati asked, ignoring Snape.
Harry glanced at Draco. "Sure, why not? I'll meet you in the common room at noon, tomorrow, okay?" he said, knowing Draco was eavesdropping.
"It's a date!" Parvati said, giggling like a silly schoolgirl. Which she pretty much was. Out of the corner of his eye Harry could see Draco, fuming. Just the way he wanted it.
Saturday, at noon Harry pulled on his best robes and strode down to the common room. Parvati was waiting there in her crisp black robes, with her hair plaited tightly. She didn't look much different, but she was still really pretty.
"Shall we?" she giggled slightly.
"Yeah, let's go," Harry said, taking her hand in his. They stayed like that all day. Harry explored Zonko's, Parvati tried on new robes and hairpieces, and then they drank a butter beer.
"What do you want to do now?" Harry asked, once his tankard was empty.
"Can we go to the Shrieking Shack? I've always thought that would be like the best make out place!" Harry felt woozy and tried to remember why he had come on this date. Then he saw Draco standing next on the path to the shack and agreed.
"Let's go!" Arm in arm they sauntered past Draco up to the hill. Parvati eagerly kissed Harry and he managed to kiss back while staring at Draco. He was so obviously jealous. Harry tried to hold back his laugher, afraid he might choke on Parvati's tongue.
That night after dinner, Harry sat on the stone steps outside, staring at the mountains and thinking of love when Draco sat down next to him.
"Are you happy now?" he said coldly.
"Why? Should I be?" Harry responded.
"Well you got what you wanted. You made me jealous. You made me sorry. Now you can go snog your little girlfriend, Potter. I really don't care." Harry was surprised at the hatred in Draco's voice. It made him want to cry.
"I ended things with her," Harry said coolly. He had told Parvati that afternoon that he didn't want to be in a relationship at the moment. She had gone and snogged with Dean as a response.
"I hope it wasn't because of me," Draco said, in a sarcastic tone.
"Actually, it was."
"Well then you're wasting your time, because I already made my decision." Draco's voice was icy and distant.
"Draco, can't we just be together?"
"No Potter."
"Why not?" Harry whispered.
"Because I have a reputation to uphold! Besides I don't like the things I feel when I'm around you!" Draco said his voice cracking. He turned away to conceal his tears, but Harry knew they were there.
"Do you love me?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"No."
"So you love me?" Harry prodded.
"YES POTTER! I LOVE YOU, OKAY?" Draco screamed.
"Then come back to me."
"No."
As Draco walked away, Harry could only whisper, "Come back."
A/N: Just one more chappy!