Title: Loving You
Author: ShinuHoshi
Summarization: Obviously… this is a Draco and Harry fic!
Rate: R. Of course!
Chapter: Two @ Let's Begin!!!
Notes: Italic -- thoughts
----------------------------- -- flashback
"Talking"
~~~~~~~~~~ shift of place or person
( STUFF ) me talkin
^^Let's Begin!!!^^
It has been a week since that bathroom 'incident'…
He was in Potions class… again… sitting beside his best friends, Ron and Hermione… Why is it that I have to take this class everyday??? Why not once a week?! Harry has not quite gotten over it and was still thinking of what made his heart wince… not in pain but in sheer delight upon hearing…
"Yo, Grabbe!" That voice. It made Harry swish around… unconsciously. He was staring at the certain and only person able to produce that tempting voice.
"Harry! Harry! Are you there?!" Harry blinked and turned into his left. Ron was waving his hand in front of his face… Hermione was too busy reading her book to pay attention to what Harry's been up to… Ron gave out a relieved sigh as he saw Harry look at him. He also dropped his hand into his lap.
"What's up with you, Harry?" Ron asked. Harry blinked… blinked… and blinked… Many thoughts ran through his mind… like… Draco in a towel… Draco half-naked… Draco naked on the pool… Draco…
"Harry! Harry!" He spaced out again. Harry blinked. He felt warmth on his cheeks and he turned away from Ron. He stared at the quill on his desk.
"Nothing… Nothing's wrong with me. There's just this essay I've been thinking about…" How many times have I told myself that I'm such a bad liar? He raised his head a little to take a peak to those silvery-blonde hair. What's happening to me?!
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"So, what are we gonna do for the rest of the day?" Ron asked.
Today's classes have been cancelled due to most of the professors' ill ness.
"I'm going to the library. See you at dinner!" Hermione ran towards the Library.
"Somehow, I knew she'd say that…" Ron sweat dropped and then he turned to Harry, which was currently somewhere near Jupiter or Saturn… maybe even Pluto…
Ron stopped walking… However, Harry didn't… He only noticed Ron stopped when he was twelve steps away from him. He turned and looked at Ron.
"What's wrong, Ron?" Harry asked with a quizzical look plastered on his face.
"You."
Harry raised a brow. "Me?! How could it possibly be me?"
"Probably because you've been acting weirdly these past few days."
"What do you mean?" Harry walked closer to Ron.
"Since that night you went to the Prefect's Bathroom… and came back after ten minutes?" Ron placed his hands on his waist.
"Oh." Harry turned and began walking.
"Wait!" Ron shouted running to follow Harry. "You should really tell your 'best friend' what really happened!" He insisted as he returned to a normal walking pace.
"Nothing happened, Ron. I just felt something not so nice that night." Harry smiled at Ron.
"Really…" Ron said in a sarcastic way. "I know you better than that. You're like an open book."
"Whatever, Ronald." Harry smirked with that last thing that he just said… Ron stopped walking… as he expected… Three… Two…
"Stop with the names!" He heard Ron shouted. Harry just smirked and continued his way towards the Gryffindor dormitories… or tower… or whatever you prefer to call it.
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"Luxiries Orbin." Harry whispered to the woman in the portrait, who in returned smiled and opened the entrance through the dormitories. He entered and looked around. Ron and Hermione wasn't anywhere in sight. Neville and Seamus were sitting near the fireplace. Seamus? What are they doing here?
Harry just shrugged the thought and went straight to his four-poster-comfy-bed. He threw his books into the floor and dropped his body into the bed. He stared at the ceiling and for some reason he looks as if he was waiting for an answer to be scribbled on the painted concrete.
What is it with me and these stupid thoughts running in and out of my mind?! He closed his eyes… inhaled… exhaled…
This is not good… This could affect my studies! To hell with the studies! This could affect my life thread! I mean how my everyday life goes on! Sigh. I think I need some fresh air. He opened his eyes… sat up… looked around… stood up and walked out of the dormitories.
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Hmmm… Maybe I could go to Hagrid's cabin… Nah… He might be in the forest at this time… I could go to the Library and… No, erase that thought. I could lurk inside the forest… and what?! Spend the next week's evenings in suspension? Or even worse DETENTION!
A sigh… I'll just go sit near the stream… Yeah… That would make me relax.
Harry made his way through the halls, moving stairs, to-much-talkative-prefects and at last out of the door… WITHOUT ANY PROFESSORS BRAGGING ABOUT IT!
He walked toward the calm, serene stream… (Hey! That rhymes!)
He approached a large tree… placed a hand on it and leaned his back into it. He stared at the stream…
I'm jealous of the stream… It's so quiet and calm… Why can't my life be so DAMN calm! Shit! I just cursed! Oh, I did it again… MAN! Nevertheless, even though it is so calm… It only goes on one path. It doesn't have any other choice but to follow where the flow takes them…
The waters are friendly but sometimes they become so wild… No being could tame it. Just like him… A smile crept up to Harry's lips. Realizing this, he shook his head and placed his hands on his head. "Ooooooooooooooooooh!" He shouted.
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Somewhere down the road… (Wait! Isn't that a song?! Anyways…) hidden behind a tree… Someone was watching the Famous Harry Potter a.k.a. 'The-Boy-Who-Lived' with its eyes shimmering with… desire…
"Time to begin the game… Potter." Then disappeared.
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Ron entered the Library with his hand into his chin and the other hand carrying his books, quills and parchments. He looked up and found what he was looking for… It was easy. She had the tower of book beside her…
"Hey, Hermione… I think something is wrong with Harry… He seems quite… distracted…" He peeked through Hermione's hair, which was currently blocking her face.
"Don't worry… He must've been thinking about a project or… probably some essay…" She said through her hairs.
Ron sweat dropped. "Just what he said…" Ron murmured. Hermione looked up at him.
"What?!" She asked, looking a little annoyed.
"Nothing. Could you help me with my assignments???" Suddenly Hermione's face lightened up.
"No prob!"
Figures…
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"Excuse me… Mr. Potter???" Harry opened his eyes and looked up to where the voice came from. It was a young boy. Possibly, first or second year. He smiled at the boy.
"Yes?"
The boy handed out a bottle to him. "I was told to give it to you. He said he was a friend of yours…" The boy mumbled with his head bowed… He was even shaking.
Harry took the bottle and looked at it. He smiled. Ron… He looked up to the boy again. He raised a brow. The boy was gone. He just shrugged. He took off the cap of the bottle and sniffed it. Smells good. He placed it into his opened lips and drank…
"Taste nice… I'd have to thank Ron for this." He looked at the bottle again and placed it down on the ground… Suddenly… Why does my body feels so hot??? He placed a hand into his forehead. "GODS! I'M!!!"
No time to say it… He fainted.
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Step 1… cleared.
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