Another chapter! You guys noticed my little mistake! I didn't realize it
until later, but, no, Draco would not have been able to pick up his pen _
Whoopsies! Sorry about that! I hope you guys can forgive me!
Draco stared through the dark at the ceiling, his arms folded behind his head. He had a small grin on his face, thinking, just thinking. He was finally realizing it. No, that was wrong. He'd known it all along. He just hadn't wanted to accept it. He, Draco Malfoy, was falling head over heels for Harry Potter. And all because the fool had caught him? Stopped him from falling? Draco quickly stifled his laughter, not wanting to wake up his room mates. Well, whatever the cause, Draco Malfoy got what he wanted, and there weren't going to be any exceptions.
Draco smiled softly as he rolled over onto his side. He could still have a little fun with Potter.
The next day was hell for Harry, and his ignorance didn't help. He thought he was going out of his mind, but Malfoy seemed to be more irksome than usual. A lot more. Harry growled as he looked over his shoulder and there he was again. He had good reason to be there, as they had the next class together, but still..."What the hell is he doing..." Harry mumbled to himself.
Malfoy never missed a chance to jab his icy fingers into Harry's side that day. Bugging him out of his mind in potions was only his second offense. "Hey Potter, would you mind?" Malfoy motioned towards the greenhouse door that Harry had stopped at it in his contemplations. Harry narrowed his eyes angrily and wrenched the door open, barely holding it long enough for Draco to get through.
Harry stopped suddenly, nearly causing Draco to walk right through him. He spun around. "Next time, just go through it, ghost boy."
"Yeah! That's it, Harry! You tell 'im!" said Ron punching the air with his fist as Harry took his seat.
"What is with him today?" Asked Hermione. "He hasn't left you alone all day! Having classes with the Slytherins all day isn't my cup of tea...But why are you getting all the dirt, Harry?"
"You didn't...YOU DID!" yelled Ron, slapping Harry on the back. "You dumped Malfoy's body in the lake, didn't you? Ah, you devil!"
"Ron...I didn't do anything like that!" Harry put head on his hands, looking quite disgruntled. "He just won't leave me alone!"
"Good news, students!" Called out Professor Sprout. "The Mandrakes have matured wonderfully and I have a nice batch to send up to Madame Pomfrey! For today's lesson it will be quite necessary that everyone in the class has full use of their hands, therefore, I'm going to send up all the students who's bodies are to be revived right now! It won't take but a minute with Poppy's skill!"
And with that she shoved the large jar of cubed mandrakes into Harry's hands and said "Do take that up to Madame Pomfrey for me, dear?" Harry nodded halfheartedly and caught up with Lavender and Parvati as they walked through the door.
When they arrived in the hospital wing Madame Pomfrey was waiting to meet them. "Alright then, move along. All students back in your proper bodies! No switching or the revival won't work!" she added, wagging her finger at two Slytherin girls who had attempted to switch bodies to have a little fun.
Harry handed Madame Pomfrey the jar and glanced over at Draco's body. He seemed even paler than usual in that deep sleep. Was it pity he felt then? It must be. He made his way over to Lavender and Parvati's beds, and waited while Madame Pomfrey administered the mandrake draft. After only a few minutes they began to stir, then stretching and yawning the both of them sat up. "Oh I feel so heavy!" Said Lavender sleepily, and Parvati nodded, rubbing her eyes.
"Well, it's about time." Said Malfoy, hopping out of his bed. He walked over towards Harry, planning to bug him some more. "Well, Potter looks like we- -"
"Argh!" Harry whirled around, finally reaching the end of his rope. "When are you going to stop, Malfoy!? Why don't you just leave me alone!" He glared angrily at him, then turned and walked straight out of the hospital wing.
Draco stared after him. It took him a moment before he realized his mouth was open. He closed it and frowned. "Fine then, Potter, if that's what you want, then so be it." He muttered to himself, and crossing his arms he walked out of the hospital wing.
Draco stared through the dark at the ceiling, his arms folded behind his head. He had a small grin on his face, thinking, just thinking. He was finally realizing it. No, that was wrong. He'd known it all along. He just hadn't wanted to accept it. He, Draco Malfoy, was falling head over heels for Harry Potter. And all because the fool had caught him? Stopped him from falling? Draco quickly stifled his laughter, not wanting to wake up his room mates. Well, whatever the cause, Draco Malfoy got what he wanted, and there weren't going to be any exceptions.
Draco smiled softly as he rolled over onto his side. He could still have a little fun with Potter.
The next day was hell for Harry, and his ignorance didn't help. He thought he was going out of his mind, but Malfoy seemed to be more irksome than usual. A lot more. Harry growled as he looked over his shoulder and there he was again. He had good reason to be there, as they had the next class together, but still..."What the hell is he doing..." Harry mumbled to himself.
Malfoy never missed a chance to jab his icy fingers into Harry's side that day. Bugging him out of his mind in potions was only his second offense. "Hey Potter, would you mind?" Malfoy motioned towards the greenhouse door that Harry had stopped at it in his contemplations. Harry narrowed his eyes angrily and wrenched the door open, barely holding it long enough for Draco to get through.
Harry stopped suddenly, nearly causing Draco to walk right through him. He spun around. "Next time, just go through it, ghost boy."
"Yeah! That's it, Harry! You tell 'im!" said Ron punching the air with his fist as Harry took his seat.
"What is with him today?" Asked Hermione. "He hasn't left you alone all day! Having classes with the Slytherins all day isn't my cup of tea...But why are you getting all the dirt, Harry?"
"You didn't...YOU DID!" yelled Ron, slapping Harry on the back. "You dumped Malfoy's body in the lake, didn't you? Ah, you devil!"
"Ron...I didn't do anything like that!" Harry put head on his hands, looking quite disgruntled. "He just won't leave me alone!"
"Good news, students!" Called out Professor Sprout. "The Mandrakes have matured wonderfully and I have a nice batch to send up to Madame Pomfrey! For today's lesson it will be quite necessary that everyone in the class has full use of their hands, therefore, I'm going to send up all the students who's bodies are to be revived right now! It won't take but a minute with Poppy's skill!"
And with that she shoved the large jar of cubed mandrakes into Harry's hands and said "Do take that up to Madame Pomfrey for me, dear?" Harry nodded halfheartedly and caught up with Lavender and Parvati as they walked through the door.
When they arrived in the hospital wing Madame Pomfrey was waiting to meet them. "Alright then, move along. All students back in your proper bodies! No switching or the revival won't work!" she added, wagging her finger at two Slytherin girls who had attempted to switch bodies to have a little fun.
Harry handed Madame Pomfrey the jar and glanced over at Draco's body. He seemed even paler than usual in that deep sleep. Was it pity he felt then? It must be. He made his way over to Lavender and Parvati's beds, and waited while Madame Pomfrey administered the mandrake draft. After only a few minutes they began to stir, then stretching and yawning the both of them sat up. "Oh I feel so heavy!" Said Lavender sleepily, and Parvati nodded, rubbing her eyes.
"Well, it's about time." Said Malfoy, hopping out of his bed. He walked over towards Harry, planning to bug him some more. "Well, Potter looks like we- -"
"Argh!" Harry whirled around, finally reaching the end of his rope. "When are you going to stop, Malfoy!? Why don't you just leave me alone!" He glared angrily at him, then turned and walked straight out of the hospital wing.
Draco stared after him. It took him a moment before he realized his mouth was open. He closed it and frowned. "Fine then, Potter, if that's what you want, then so be it." He muttered to himself, and crossing his arms he walked out of the hospital wing.