Title: Insanely True Ch 3
Author: LovelyPsychopath
Pairing: eventual DM/HP
Comments: Okay. I've realized that my writer's block was by trying to hard. For this chapter, I kind of just let it flow. I hope you like it!
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A warm breeze ruffled Draco's hair, causing his eyes to flutter. He yawned sleepily and pushed back into the warm body that held him. Draco's eyes shot open.
'Warm body?' He thought to himself. After a moment of shock and panic, the events of the previous nights began to come back to him. Draco relaxed.
'Friends. How ironic.' Draco thought to himself with the slightest hint of bitterness. 'To think that the one person I hated most is now my only friend. It's strange how fate works..'
Draco turned around to face the sleeping boy that held him. "Harry." He whispered, gently touching his shoulder. "Wake up."
Harry slowly opened one sleepy green eye, and then another.
"Hmm?" Draco was surprised that his face only showed sleepy curiosity and not disgust or surprise.
"We fell asleep." Draco said, looking around the room. "It's morning now."
Harry nodded. Draco pulled himself up and stretched. He lazily ran a hand through his pale blond hair, and turned to look back at Harry. The Gryffindor was observing him.
"Draco...since it's Saturday, and we are friends now, so, I was wondering if you'd like to..eat breakfast with us at the Gryffindor table." Harry looked hopeful.
"But they don't know that we're friends, and I really don't want their grief."
"They'll understand. Besides, it's still early. We'll get their before the rest of Gryffindor, so we can eat breakfast in peace."
Draco thought for a moment.
'I haven't eaten a meal with people for..' Draco frowned. 'A year? It would be nice to be with people.'
"All right, Harry." Draco agreed, trying his former enemies name out.
Harry smiled, and ushered him off to breakfast.
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Ron and Hermione were already there when they arrived. They appeared to be in a deep conversation about nothing in particular. As soon as they saw Harry approaching, they stopped and gave him their brightest smiles.
"Good morning Harry." They chorused.
"Hello." Harry responded. Draco was surprised yet again. His voice held no nervous tone whatsoever. "I brought someone to eat breakfast with us."
"Who is it Har...." Ron started to ask, but stopped immediately when he saw who was standing behind Harry. "Please tell me that this is some sick joke." Ron looked slightly green, while Hermione looked surprised and curious.
Draco turned to leave, but was stopped when Harry's hand shot out to grab his wrist.
"No, Ron. This isn't a joke. Draco and I are friends, and he is eating breakfast with us."
"Welcome to the Gryffindor table." Hermione smiled, and held out her hand. She had no reason to doubt Harry. If he was friends with Malfoy, she would do her best to make him feel comfortable.
Draco shyly reached out and shook the offered hand. "Thank you."
Ron glared at Draco, but stopped when Hermione shoved her elbow into his side.
"Ow! Fine! I'll be nice!" Ron gave Hermione the evil eye before sullenly returning to his breakfast. Harry sat down across from Ron, and motioned for the Slytherin to sit next to him. Draco sat down, but found that he had lost his appetite. He weakly poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice, and sipped idly on it.
"You really should eat more, you know. It's not healthy to starve yourself." Hermione said in a worried tone.
Draco frowned. "You are not my mother, Granger." Draco snapped, but immediately regretted it. He sighed. "I'm sorry, Hermione. I'm not used to this. And yes, I know it's not healthy. I suppose I will attempt to eat something."
Hermione looked immensely pleased. 'Perhaps he has changed.' She thought to herself while watching Draco nibble on a piece of toast.
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Breakfast passed by quickly and was filled with pleasant small talk. Draco found that he was even able to momentarily forget about his problems.
It was never like this with Slytherin. Breakfast conversations tended to be dull and cold. Everyone seemed to hold their tongue, as if withholding some self-damaging information. It was the complete opposite with his new Gryffindor friends. They were warm and open. It was almost as if they could say whatever came to mind with not even having a second thought. It surprised Draco how comfortable he felt in their presence.
'Hah. Yet another reason to doubt my sanity.' He thought to himself while suppressing a small chuckle.
At the end of breakfast, Ron and Hermione excused themselves, or rather, Hermione excused the both of them. Ron had completely forgotten to do his 2000 word report for Transfiguration class, so Hermione had volunteered to help him with it.
"Screw that old bat! Let her give me a detention for not having it done!" Ron wailed as Hermione dragged the moaning red head off to the library.
Harry laughed quietly at his friends antics, and rose from the table.
"Are they always like that?" Draco asked in awe.
Harry sighed. "I'm afraid so. They do grow on you though."
'How true that is.' The blonde smiled.
"So. I guess it's just you and me today. What do you want to do?"
Draco looked puzzled. "You actually want to spend the day with..me?"
"Duh. You ARE one of my friends now, you know."
"How can you treat me as if I'm one of your oldest friends, after how crappy I've treated you?" Draco looked into Harry's eyes, searching for an answer.
"Listen, Draco. As far as I'm concerned, you are a completely different person from the old Draco Malfoy. You have a blank slate."
'How can he be so damn trusting?'
"Alright, Harry."
The raven haired boy smiled cheerily. "Alright then! How about a trip into Hogsmeade?"
"Sounds good to me."
Draco and Harry set off for Hogsmeade together, talking and joking about nothing in particular. This was to be the start of a beautiful day.
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Comments: End of chapter 3! YIPPEE SKIPPEE! I can't wait to write the next chapter. I have so many great ideas for it! I haven't decided how long I'm going to have this fic run. I'll just end it when I find an appropriate place to. PLEASE REVIEW! I am in great need for feedback. I crave constructive criticism!
Author: LovelyPsychopath
Pairing: eventual DM/HP
Comments: Okay. I've realized that my writer's block was by trying to hard. For this chapter, I kind of just let it flow. I hope you like it!
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A warm breeze ruffled Draco's hair, causing his eyes to flutter. He yawned sleepily and pushed back into the warm body that held him. Draco's eyes shot open.
'Warm body?' He thought to himself. After a moment of shock and panic, the events of the previous nights began to come back to him. Draco relaxed.
'Friends. How ironic.' Draco thought to himself with the slightest hint of bitterness. 'To think that the one person I hated most is now my only friend. It's strange how fate works..'
Draco turned around to face the sleeping boy that held him. "Harry." He whispered, gently touching his shoulder. "Wake up."
Harry slowly opened one sleepy green eye, and then another.
"Hmm?" Draco was surprised that his face only showed sleepy curiosity and not disgust or surprise.
"We fell asleep." Draco said, looking around the room. "It's morning now."
Harry nodded. Draco pulled himself up and stretched. He lazily ran a hand through his pale blond hair, and turned to look back at Harry. The Gryffindor was observing him.
"Draco...since it's Saturday, and we are friends now, so, I was wondering if you'd like to..eat breakfast with us at the Gryffindor table." Harry looked hopeful.
"But they don't know that we're friends, and I really don't want their grief."
"They'll understand. Besides, it's still early. We'll get their before the rest of Gryffindor, so we can eat breakfast in peace."
Draco thought for a moment.
'I haven't eaten a meal with people for..' Draco frowned. 'A year? It would be nice to be with people.'
"All right, Harry." Draco agreed, trying his former enemies name out.
Harry smiled, and ushered him off to breakfast.
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Ron and Hermione were already there when they arrived. They appeared to be in a deep conversation about nothing in particular. As soon as they saw Harry approaching, they stopped and gave him their brightest smiles.
"Good morning Harry." They chorused.
"Hello." Harry responded. Draco was surprised yet again. His voice held no nervous tone whatsoever. "I brought someone to eat breakfast with us."
"Who is it Har...." Ron started to ask, but stopped immediately when he saw who was standing behind Harry. "Please tell me that this is some sick joke." Ron looked slightly green, while Hermione looked surprised and curious.
Draco turned to leave, but was stopped when Harry's hand shot out to grab his wrist.
"No, Ron. This isn't a joke. Draco and I are friends, and he is eating breakfast with us."
"Welcome to the Gryffindor table." Hermione smiled, and held out her hand. She had no reason to doubt Harry. If he was friends with Malfoy, she would do her best to make him feel comfortable.
Draco shyly reached out and shook the offered hand. "Thank you."
Ron glared at Draco, but stopped when Hermione shoved her elbow into his side.
"Ow! Fine! I'll be nice!" Ron gave Hermione the evil eye before sullenly returning to his breakfast. Harry sat down across from Ron, and motioned for the Slytherin to sit next to him. Draco sat down, but found that he had lost his appetite. He weakly poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice, and sipped idly on it.
"You really should eat more, you know. It's not healthy to starve yourself." Hermione said in a worried tone.
Draco frowned. "You are not my mother, Granger." Draco snapped, but immediately regretted it. He sighed. "I'm sorry, Hermione. I'm not used to this. And yes, I know it's not healthy. I suppose I will attempt to eat something."
Hermione looked immensely pleased. 'Perhaps he has changed.' She thought to herself while watching Draco nibble on a piece of toast.
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Breakfast passed by quickly and was filled with pleasant small talk. Draco found that he was even able to momentarily forget about his problems.
It was never like this with Slytherin. Breakfast conversations tended to be dull and cold. Everyone seemed to hold their tongue, as if withholding some self-damaging information. It was the complete opposite with his new Gryffindor friends. They were warm and open. It was almost as if they could say whatever came to mind with not even having a second thought. It surprised Draco how comfortable he felt in their presence.
'Hah. Yet another reason to doubt my sanity.' He thought to himself while suppressing a small chuckle.
At the end of breakfast, Ron and Hermione excused themselves, or rather, Hermione excused the both of them. Ron had completely forgotten to do his 2000 word report for Transfiguration class, so Hermione had volunteered to help him with it.
"Screw that old bat! Let her give me a detention for not having it done!" Ron wailed as Hermione dragged the moaning red head off to the library.
Harry laughed quietly at his friends antics, and rose from the table.
"Are they always like that?" Draco asked in awe.
Harry sighed. "I'm afraid so. They do grow on you though."
'How true that is.' The blonde smiled.
"So. I guess it's just you and me today. What do you want to do?"
Draco looked puzzled. "You actually want to spend the day with..me?"
"Duh. You ARE one of my friends now, you know."
"How can you treat me as if I'm one of your oldest friends, after how crappy I've treated you?" Draco looked into Harry's eyes, searching for an answer.
"Listen, Draco. As far as I'm concerned, you are a completely different person from the old Draco Malfoy. You have a blank slate."
'How can he be so damn trusting?'
"Alright, Harry."
The raven haired boy smiled cheerily. "Alright then! How about a trip into Hogsmeade?"
"Sounds good to me."
Draco and Harry set off for Hogsmeade together, talking and joking about nothing in particular. This was to be the start of a beautiful day.
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Comments: End of chapter 3! YIPPEE SKIPPEE! I can't wait to write the next chapter. I have so many great ideas for it! I haven't decided how long I'm going to have this fic run. I'll just end it when I find an appropriate place to. PLEASE REVIEW! I am in great need for feedback. I crave constructive criticism!