"Well well well.if it isn't little mister Potter. Tell me Potter, why is it
that even when you're on time, you still manage to make an absolute arse
out of yourself?" Harry looked up angrily picking up the books that had
fallen out of his hands, and saw Draco casually leaning against the Potions
dungeon wall. It wasn't worth his time thought Harry, as he pushed past
Malfoy into the room.
"What's the matter Potter, scared?" Harry clenched his fist and continued to ignore Draco. They both had detention alone together for a week, because of a fight, and Harry was determined not to let Draco get the better of him. He continued to work on his Herbology homework, even as he heard Draco approaching his desk. He waited a few moments, for the rude comment to come, but it didn't. Harry looked up confusion clouding his emerald green eyes, and saw that Draco had been watching him with a look of longing on his face. The other boy, embarrassed at being caught staring, quickly swept to the other side of the room, sitting at a desk.
"Harry." Harry looked up now totally bewildered, Draco *never* called him Harry, not ever. He turned to Draco and didn't feel the hostility that had been there only moments ago.
"What is it Ma-well what is it?" asked Harry trying to sound cool, and uncomfortably aware of the way Draco's stares made him feel.
"Could you show me how to do this homework?" Harry surveyed Draco suspiciously, but got up, and cautiously edged towards the blonde haired boy.
"Since when do you need my help?" asked Harry. Draco just smirked and motioned for Harry to bend over the work.
"See this? I don't understand why boomslang skin and gillyweed have such a strong reaction." Draco breathed hotly on Harry's neck. Harry felt his skin tingle and he backed off quickly.
"What are you playing at Malfoy? First you don't want to talk to me, then all of a sudden you pull this?"
"Well maybe, I'm trying to get some work done, maybe you just have some sick illusions, maybe...maybe...you should come back over here." Draco replied coolly. Harry stared at Draco, and slowly edged back towards him. The smaller boy quickly grabbed him and pulled him into an embrace.
"This is what you want, isn't it Harry? You...and me...together."
"Harry." Harry Potter woke up with a start and a searing pain in his head. Damn pints...Why the hell else would he dream about Hogwarts and Draco..both things which he hadn't seen in years?
"What's the matter Potter, scared?" Harry clenched his fist and continued to ignore Draco. They both had detention alone together for a week, because of a fight, and Harry was determined not to let Draco get the better of him. He continued to work on his Herbology homework, even as he heard Draco approaching his desk. He waited a few moments, for the rude comment to come, but it didn't. Harry looked up confusion clouding his emerald green eyes, and saw that Draco had been watching him with a look of longing on his face. The other boy, embarrassed at being caught staring, quickly swept to the other side of the room, sitting at a desk.
"Harry." Harry looked up now totally bewildered, Draco *never* called him Harry, not ever. He turned to Draco and didn't feel the hostility that had been there only moments ago.
"What is it Ma-well what is it?" asked Harry trying to sound cool, and uncomfortably aware of the way Draco's stares made him feel.
"Could you show me how to do this homework?" Harry surveyed Draco suspiciously, but got up, and cautiously edged towards the blonde haired boy.
"Since when do you need my help?" asked Harry. Draco just smirked and motioned for Harry to bend over the work.
"See this? I don't understand why boomslang skin and gillyweed have such a strong reaction." Draco breathed hotly on Harry's neck. Harry felt his skin tingle and he backed off quickly.
"What are you playing at Malfoy? First you don't want to talk to me, then all of a sudden you pull this?"
"Well maybe, I'm trying to get some work done, maybe you just have some sick illusions, maybe...maybe...you should come back over here." Draco replied coolly. Harry stared at Draco, and slowly edged back towards him. The smaller boy quickly grabbed him and pulled him into an embrace.
"This is what you want, isn't it Harry? You...and me...together."
"Harry." Harry Potter woke up with a start and a searing pain in his head. Damn pints...Why the hell else would he dream about Hogwarts and Draco..both things which he hadn't seen in years?