Chapter1
"How annoying do you think Malfoy's going to be this year, Harry?" Hermione
grinned at her friend.
"Maybe he'll leave off this year." Harry said hopefully.
"Yep, and I just saw a pig flying past the window." Hermione gestured to
the rather grubby train window.
"Well, I can still hope." Harry picked up his book and immersed himself in
it.
****** Harry sat in potions, completely bored. He reached for his notebook and felt a piece of paper on the top of it. So he grabs it and starts to read: To Harry Potter, I will not tell you who I am but I'm very fond of you. If you would like to meet me I will be at the bench first thing in the morning. See you there. 'Who the hell could that have been?' Harry stared out the window as he mused. "Harry, Harry what are you looking at?" Harry started at the sound of Hermiones voice. " Oh just the trees" he answered. Harry thought that Hermione saw the letter so he put it in his pocket so no-one else could find out about it.
****** Later on that night Harry read the letter again trying to find out who it could be. He spent ages going over all the girls that might have even a remote interest in him but still couldn't work it out. As he thought he drifted slowly into sleep.
****** Harry woke up very early the next morning to find out who wrote the letter. For a while he lay in bed trying to figure it out and hoping it wasn't a trick, then decided that he should stop thinking and just go find out. He started to walk down the hallway but heard someone coming so he hid. He didn't get to see who it was so he walked out to the bench and waited.
Harry was at least sitting there for 20 min when he heard footstep. He turned and looked. It was Draco. "What are you doing here?" Harry snarled. "Well.uummm. Look, don't get angry." who the hell was this? Where was the usual Malfoy who sneered and sniped? "Will you get out of here? I'm meeting someone." "I know." "You know. how the hell do you know? Have you been spying on me?" "Uh, no." Draco looked a bit confused. "No, Harry, I wrote the letter." "Don't patronise me, Malfoy." he spat. Then it dawned. "How do you know about the letter. you called me Harry." "It was me." Draco said gently moving slowly closer. "Why?" Harry whispered. "I-" Draco cut himself off, leaning forward and catching Harry's lips with his own. Harry stood frozen in absolute shock until he finally reacted. He slid his hands up Dracos arms and opened his mouth. He ran his tongue over Draco's lower lip and felt the other boy shudder. Draco's hand came up and he tangled his fingers in Harry's already messy hair, pulling his face closer. "Wow." Harry breathed when Draco pulled back. Draco just breathed hard. "Wow, Potter, I didn't know you had it in you." "Neither did I." Harry kissed him again.
****** The next morning Harry was sitting out under the trees doing his homework that was due next class when he heard a noise behind him. He twisted around to see Draco. "Hi." He breathed flirtatiously. "You bloody tease." Draco pounced. He landed on Harry and pashed him deeply. "What are you up to?" Harry asked when they finally separated. "Looking for you." "Well I have to do this home-" Draco shut him up with his lips. "No, really I have to. How about you come up to my room tonight." Harry was a prefect and had his own room. "Fine. Spoilsport." Harry heard him mutter as the Slytherin got to his feet. "Tonight." Harry said. ""Definitely." He bent down and kissed Harry once more.
****** Harry sat in potions, completely bored. He reached for his notebook and felt a piece of paper on the top of it. So he grabs it and starts to read: To Harry Potter, I will not tell you who I am but I'm very fond of you. If you would like to meet me I will be at the bench first thing in the morning. See you there. 'Who the hell could that have been?' Harry stared out the window as he mused. "Harry, Harry what are you looking at?" Harry started at the sound of Hermiones voice. " Oh just the trees" he answered. Harry thought that Hermione saw the letter so he put it in his pocket so no-one else could find out about it.
****** Later on that night Harry read the letter again trying to find out who it could be. He spent ages going over all the girls that might have even a remote interest in him but still couldn't work it out. As he thought he drifted slowly into sleep.
****** Harry woke up very early the next morning to find out who wrote the letter. For a while he lay in bed trying to figure it out and hoping it wasn't a trick, then decided that he should stop thinking and just go find out. He started to walk down the hallway but heard someone coming so he hid. He didn't get to see who it was so he walked out to the bench and waited.
Harry was at least sitting there for 20 min when he heard footstep. He turned and looked. It was Draco. "What are you doing here?" Harry snarled. "Well.uummm. Look, don't get angry." who the hell was this? Where was the usual Malfoy who sneered and sniped? "Will you get out of here? I'm meeting someone." "I know." "You know. how the hell do you know? Have you been spying on me?" "Uh, no." Draco looked a bit confused. "No, Harry, I wrote the letter." "Don't patronise me, Malfoy." he spat. Then it dawned. "How do you know about the letter. you called me Harry." "It was me." Draco said gently moving slowly closer. "Why?" Harry whispered. "I-" Draco cut himself off, leaning forward and catching Harry's lips with his own. Harry stood frozen in absolute shock until he finally reacted. He slid his hands up Dracos arms and opened his mouth. He ran his tongue over Draco's lower lip and felt the other boy shudder. Draco's hand came up and he tangled his fingers in Harry's already messy hair, pulling his face closer. "Wow." Harry breathed when Draco pulled back. Draco just breathed hard. "Wow, Potter, I didn't know you had it in you." "Neither did I." Harry kissed him again.
****** The next morning Harry was sitting out under the trees doing his homework that was due next class when he heard a noise behind him. He twisted around to see Draco. "Hi." He breathed flirtatiously. "You bloody tease." Draco pounced. He landed on Harry and pashed him deeply. "What are you up to?" Harry asked when they finally separated. "Looking for you." "Well I have to do this home-" Draco shut him up with his lips. "No, really I have to. How about you come up to my room tonight." Harry was a prefect and had his own room. "Fine. Spoilsport." Harry heard him mutter as the Slytherin got to his feet. "Tonight." Harry said. ""Definitely." He bent down and kissed Harry once more.