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Draco stuffed the poem into his backpack. He had to hurry, if he didn't want to be late for his next class. The day went to slow. He wanted to read the poem once more before dinner, and he needed to decide if he was going to give it back to Potter. He really didn't want to see him. Not since he discovered that he was gay, and that he found Potter attractive. He had gone out of his way the past month, just because of that. Draco resented himself for that. He was a Malfoy, and it was like he was scared of Potter, no Harry. Malfoys didn't get scared! That was that, he had heard that since he was a small boy. Malfoys didn't get scared and they didn't cry. The two golden rules, in the Malfoy household.
After his last class he made his way his dorm. He threw his backpack on the bed and pulled out the now, slightly crumbled piece of paper. He reread the poem. It moved him, not very many things in the world moved Draco. So naturally he thought it was beautiful.
He spent his free time before dinner in his dorm, with a powerful locking charm on the door. Just encase Crabb and Goyle decided to show up. He didn't want to be caught with a poem, that was very unmalfoyish.
Draco looked at the clock at his bedside. It showed 17.30. Dinner was in half an hour. He quickly found some parchment and wrote a quick note on it.
Harry,
Come to the old Charms room, tonight at midnight.
I have some thing of yours that you might want back.
I'll be waiting for you.
See you there.
He folded it together, and lay it in his inner pocket of his robes. He went to the owlery to send the note, Harry would get it at dinner. When he stepped through the great doors to the Great Hall, he was literally attacked by Pansy. She threw her arms around him and shrieked, "Draco where have you been? I have been SO worried." Draco took a firm grip on her arms, and pryed them of his neck. He looked at her and said, "I have been in my room. Did you think about checking to see if I was there?" Pansy was still and slightly red in the face. Probably out of embarrassment. "Probaly not, huh." Draco smirked and left her to go to his usually chair. He watched as one of the school owls came through one of the upper windows and dive down towards Harry. He watched as Harry opened the note and read it. Harry looked up from the letter to look around. Draco was fast. Before Harry's eyes went to the Slytherin table he was he deep talk with Crabb…Well as deep as it could get.
Later that night he made his way down Hogwarts' long and winding hallways. The only light was the light from the torches. He was early, but he didn't care, he needed time to think of what he was going to say. Harry was going to think he stole the poem, or that he put a hex on the paper. Well he had kind of stolen it. At first, when he had thought it was a love letter, he had wanted to put it up on the board in the Great Hall. So he was kind of guilty. He was taken back to reality by the sound of a creaking door. He turned to see the door open and close, but nobody was there. That's freaky, he stared at the door but there was nothing. Then the sound of footsteps and Harry appearing out of nowhere. Draco jumped back because of the shock he got, and was about to say something, but Harry was faster.
"Draco? What are you doing here?"
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