Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat down to breakfast on the first day of school. The table was burdened with food, a welcome sight for growing children. As Harry poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice, he got the eerie feeling he was being watched. But when he looked up, everyone was busy eating or chatting happily with their friends. Shrugging inwardly, Harry turned to his best friend.

"Hey, Ron, would you pass me a biscuit?" Suddenly it got very quiet in the Great Hall. Everything stopped. Harry looked around worried not knowing what he had done wrong, but no one looked at him.

Not knowing what to do, Harry asked again, hesitantly for a biscuit again. And suddenly the Great Hall started moving. Grabbing a biscuit and the sleeve of Ron and Hermione's robes, Harry rushed out of the room. When they reached an empty classroom, Harry stopped and they all walked in.

"What is it?"

"Yeah, Harry. You look like you've seen a ghost," Ron elaborated.

"I don't know exactly what happened, but, well, when I was sitting in the Great Hall, everything just stopped," Harry attempted to explained.

"Just stopped? Why? How?"

"I don't know. I just turned to Ron and asked for a biscuit. And everything suddenly stopped." Harry looked at his two friends, watching him, their looks of concern frozen on their faces. "Yes. everything stopped like it's doing now. Ron? Hermione? Hello?"

Harry stood there staring at them for a moment, and then walked out. As he walked down the hall, Harry passed students on there way to their classes, all stopped. Two girls had apparently been racing; they were both hanging in the air, a couple of centimeters off the floor. Feeling very bored and alone, Harry began to sing.

Draco's P.O.V

Draco had been sitting in the Great Hall, rubbing his worry stone when it had happened. Everything stopped.

"Hey Crabbe. Crabbe! Wake up!" He slapped his oafish friend. There was no reaction. Crabbe was slow but not that slow.

He finished eating his breakfast in the silence, glorious silence. Glancing over to Harry's seat, Draco realized his absence. His curiosity getting to the better of him, he got up and walked towards the door of the Great Hall. According to his watch, it was 8:23. Potions started in ten minutes. Looking around, he noticed how creepy the silence was.

"How odd," he muttered as he and Harry bumped into each other.

"I'm not a girl, not yet a woman," Harry sang. "Oh, sorry, boyfriend! Is everyone still frozen. wait a second," As Harry hypothesized about Draco being unfrozen, Draco drooled over Harry's beautiful, thoughtful face. And wait. did Harry just call him boyfriend? Draco just oozed all over himself.

'I want to be your boyfriend,' Draco thought.

"What!?" Harry exclaimed. "You want me to be your boyfriend!?" he stuttered out.

"What the hell are you talking about Potter? I'm not a fucking fag!"

"But you just said it, or thought it or something. I mean I wouldn't mind," he said a small smile creeping onto his face.

"You wouldn't mind?" Draco repeated dumbfounded about what his new boyfriend said.

"Of course not silly! I'd love to!" Harry practically shouted for the whole school to hear.

"Umm. sure," Draco said uneasily yet euphorically.

"Let's do breakfast over biscuits!"

The whole school resumed life as if nothing had happened.

A/N- What just happened? Hmmmm. I wonder. The answer lies in the next chapter, which will only come if you review. So ELVIE, review... And everyone else of course ;)