Tarantella
Chapter 3: Music Starts to Play
Harry gazed fixedly at the stars. 'They're so bright and beautiful… you just can't help but look up at them…'
He walked at a slow pace, feeling every little movement his body made. He even listened to the pattern of his own breath. Life was almost perfect like this…
'I wish I could stay like this fore-'
"Ow! Bloody Hell!!"
"What the-!"
Harry opened his eyes after the strange collision. What the hell just happened? He thought of resolving that later and started feeling the grass for his lost spectacles. The, he felt a hand pick his own and pass him, if not forcefully, firmly the glasses on his hand.
He quickly wore them and thought of a good line to say. He most certainly had to apologize! As he pulled himself up, he felt his face heat up. He could tell he was blushing. Well, what are you to do when you accidentally fall over onto someone lying on the ground?
"I'm really sor-…Malfoy?"
"Potter, you really have to get your glasses fixed! Hell, you almost walked over my face!"
"I'm sorry. I- I wasn't looking…"
Dead air quickly fell upon them. Harry suddenly grew a fascination on his shoes while Draco looked around not really looking at anything in particular… That really didn't help. Draco sighed heavily. 'Might as well…' He sighed again, lighter this time, and gave Harry a little push in the shoulder. Harry felt the light touch on his shoulder and looked directly at Draco.
"It's okay Potter." He said, with a neutral look, as he brushed of the slipup as if it was a diminutive fault. Harry noted that Draco looked… quite peaceful to him than he ever was. Not to mention he was being so patient as well. That is though, more than Harry ever saw him at least. He watched as Draco's eyes rose up to the sky. Draco then lay back at the grass, and Harry followed suit. Then, he heard Draco's voice. He wasn't sure if the message was directed to him, nonetheless, he listened.
"Great stars, eh?"
Harry had to smile on that. He knew Draco was growing quiet, but not sentimental!
"…Not that I'm growing sentimental or anything, take note Potter…"
'Well… he said he wasn't…', Harry thought.
"Yeah. I like looking up at the sky, too. The stars seem like little rays of hope. That's what I've been thinking ever since…"
Just then, Harry heard a slight chuckle from Draco. He thought of what he said and… It looks like Draco hasn't changed at all.
"Okay, go on. Laugh at the sentimental guy…"
"No, it's not that! I just… well… I thought of the stars the same way as you do…"
Harry turned to Draco. The moon's light illuminated his sharp-featured face, pale skin, blonde hair. His eyes almost sparkled. Now that he took notice, Harry had to admit, Draco truly was attractive. Not that he was attracted to Draco or anything… In all honesty, though, that was the truth.
Harry stared still at Draco until his stare was returned.
"What?" Harry heard Draco say.
"Oh. Uhm… Nothing. I… I was…"
Harry couldn't find anything else to say. To stutter like that in front of your adversary. It has got to be a dreadful sight.
"Forget it."
Harry was knocked back to reality. He was still staring at Draco whilst Draco stared back at him. Harry could see the pain inside the peaceful face Draco had plastered on his face. He could suddenly see the remaining bits of serenity in his eyes. All these emotions mixed in one Draco Malfoy. Before, he thought Draco wasn't capable of feeling. But seeing him now changed his views on that certain topic.
What bugged Harry most was what it was that made Draco like this. Not that he didn't like it, it was just that Draco was so different. Like the change came on too quickly; not the transition it would've gone through, normally, on other people. What was it really? He could be playing with fire if he asked Draco himself so he thought against it.
Harry suddenly realized that he was still face to face with Draco. Draco looked as if he didn't mind and continued his gaping. As Harry was back to his consciousness, he didn't know what to do. But after a few more moments, he was able to relax and somewhere along the way, it seemed that instincts suddenly rewritten the whole of Harry's self and made looking into the grey-blue orbs the most natural thing to do in the world.
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Harry felt someone shake him awake. He forced his eyes to open, but failed miserably as his eyelids were too heavy. He managed, though, to see through a little opening and yawned himself awake and stretched his arms…
"Ow!"
"Well, that's what you get sleeping in such an awkward position."
Harry groaned. His back hurt and he didn't know why. He clutched the part where the ache emanated and he suddenly realized that the room he was in was surprisingly bright.
"Why is it so bright in here?" he asked no one in particular.
His answer, though, came anyway.
"You're outside, dork."
Harry smiled wryly and took the offered hand and stood up. Of course, it's Draco. He brushed his uniform remembered what happened last night. He was about to ask a few questions when Draco stopped on his tracks and turned to him.
Since that point, everything came slow motion for Harry. He could see the slow turning of Draco's head, how his lips open and closed as he said…
"Nothing happened, okay? Not a word from last night."
That was all that Draco said as he turned again to leave. He was stopped by Harry's light laughter.
"You make it sound like we did something in the Quidditch Pitch, you know!"
Harry's laughter was stifled, but it didn't hide his amusement. His hilarity was cut short though, when Draco took his turn to crack a joke.
"Well, didn't we?"
The green eyed boy stopped at his tracks. Suddenly, his mind was flooded with questions once again, only this time, it was more personal to him. He was confused.
'Did… did he just say…'
Harry stopped cold on his feet. 'What the heck happened?' he thought.
Draco must've sensed Harry's sudden alarm when he turned back to look at the stunned, silent Harry. He just stared, his serious face tearing into Harry. Then all of a sudden, he laughed. He laughed so heartily that Harry felt a snigger come to him, but he managed to stop it, thinking on the statement Draco made.
"What?!"
"Potter, I didn't think you'd be that dumb! It was a joke! We didn't do anything!"
Draco continued to walk to his dorm, laughing occasionally. On the other hand, Harry was dumbfounded. There was something very wrong with this picture. Draco was laughing. Draco was really laughing. His eyes and ears couldn't believe what happened. His head throbbed like crazy with his million questions and he stretched his arms up. Of course, that was a bad idea being that his back was sore, so he muffled his little 'ouch' and rubbed his back, causing a fit of silent laughter from Draco. Weird as it is, Harry shook it off. For today, that is. He wasn't finished with Draco yet. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity walking in the dark stony halls, they separated ways.
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Harry felt someone shake him awake. He forced his eyes to open, but failed miserably as his eyelids were too heavy. He managed, though, to see through a little opening and yawned himself awake and stretched his arms…
"Ow!"
He felt a little deja vu here. His mind quickly thought of Draco Malfoy as the culprit who shook him awake.
"Oi, Harry! We're gonna be late for Charms! You better get up soon, you know, or Hermione's gonna blow her top on us."
Harry shifted his position and sat up. He noticed he was still wearing his uniform from yesterday. Ron saw this and strode back to Harry.
"Merlin, Harry! Would you please wash up! You smell like grass and sweat!"
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This is a bad chapter. I just know it. So… you know… I don't need someone reviewing to me in all caps saying it's bad. Don't worry, I think I'm well informed in that area…
Anyway, the brain cells stopped at the middle of my train of thought… must be the lack of sleep and food (4 hours of sleep, crackers for breakfast, crackers for lunch and crackers for dinner). Oh well, I promise to make it up to everyone on chapter 4! :)
And please, if you have time, try reading my fic, 'Heaven'. I just want to see if people like my non slash stories, as I am a slasher… If you haven't noticed… ;P Just clickie to my profile and you'll find it there! :) Oh yeah, occasional Aythor's Notes will come in starting this day on ALL of my fics. I'll explain further next time. Good Day!
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