Hr Or H?
DISCLAIMER- J.K ROWLING OWNS THE CHARACTERS AND ANYTHING RELATED TO HARRY POTTER. ANY SIMILARITY BETWEEN THIS STORY, PLOT OR STORY LINE TO ANY OTHER STORY IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL.
CHAPTER 2
"Bloody hell!!!" Draco exclaimed as the unwelcome thought settled in his mind.
"Oh no, no, please no." Draco pleaded silently to the heavens.
He hastily shredded the parchment to pieces and burned the letter in the fireplace. He watched in satisfaction as the last remains of the letter disintegrated into ashes.
Draco briskly walked out of the Slytherin common room and walked around the school to take his mind off the horrid thought.
Harry Potter, the boy-who-lived, was in love with him.
Draco attempted to console himself in the hope that it all might be some joke. Some sick, twisted, cruel joke but Draco was beyond the means of desperation. He would be quite willing to believe that it was just a joke. But through his magnificent talents of logic, deduction and observation even Draco was able to work out that the letter was not false.
People at Hogwarts either sided with "the great Harry Potter" or secretly or not the Slytherins. Draco Malfoy, being the great and honorable leader of Slytherins represented Slytherins, so in actual fact people either was with Potter or him. But who would dare play a joke on him?
If the letter was a joke, then the sender obviously didn't side with either of them. And for Draco, that made no sense at all.
Then the letter must be for real.
Then a new thought settled in Draco's mind, which made him feel wretched. If Potter fancied him, Draco couldn't go on making his life a living hell, because Potter might interpret it as flirting.
Logic being as logic is, meant that he would have to cease making Potter's life insufferable or else Potter would construe it as Draco trying to be, dare I say, playful? Mischievous? And then that meant he would have to ignore Potter but that would most certainly be torture for his innocent, carefree and fun-loving spirit.
Damn it!!!
Suddenly, he bumped into something solid and moving.
"Hey, watch where you're going!" a shrill voice cut through the air and pierced through Draco's ears.
He directed his attention and saw Granger, looking definitely irritated.
Draco's lips formed a smirk. "I can't help it if your tub of lard it too hefty for these narrow school corridors, mudblood," Draco snapped.
Granger blushed red. However, before Draco could attempt another snide remark or Hermione could retort back, Weasley and Potter appeared beside her.
"Watch what you're saying, you ferret-faced git before you find yourself even more retarded than you are now!" growled Ron, his arms swinging about wildly.
Draco however was oblivious to the fact that he being threatened. He stood frozen, rooted to the spot, his attention focused on Potter.
Potter stalked his way up to Draco, his eyes flashing dangerously. "Apologize, get out or I'll stick my wand up your depraved arse!"
"Potter wants to stick his wand up my arse! My dilapidated arse! He just commented on my arse!" Draco thought hysterically.
Sending those long love letters was already not particularly comforting for his mental wellbeing and then this?! This, an innuendo-filled pick-up line like the one Potter just used on him was just too much for his pure and tender soul.
Sufficiently traumatized, Draco screamed his lungs out as he ran back to his common room, seeking immediate counseling.
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