So, What Are You In For?

Disclaimer: I don't own these characters
Warning: mild slash
italics is conscious thought

Harry's POV
I can feel him watching me, I turn and he looks away very quickly.

Damn, he's hot.

He's staring at me again

Urgh, what am I thinking?

'Malfoy, what is your problem?' I demand.

'You are, Potter.' He says it quietly, almost a whisper.

'I don't know why you hate me so much.' I say. 'I mean, what the hell have I ever done to you?'

'Nothing Harry. You've never done anything to me.' He mumbles.

He called me Harry. What the hell is going on? But he's not finished.

'At least, nothing that you'd know about.'

'And what is that supposed to mean?' I ask.

'Forget it, Potter, you wouldn't understand.'

'Really? You think so? Tell me.' I say, curiosity getting the better of me.

He shook his head, his beautiful hair flying out around it. 'Not now, I can't tell you now.' He says in a pained voice.

Just then Professor McGonagall walked back into the classroom, which stopped the conversation.

After detention was over, we walked out together. Malfoy moved ahead and lead me past the Great Hall, through a shadowy corridor and then we turned into an empty classroom.

'So,' I say. 'What's this all about, Malfoy?'

Instead of giving an answer, he just stares at me. His eyes lock with mine and stay there for too long.

Then finally he says something that sounds suspiciously like, 'You're so...you're so damn beautiful, Harry.' But, it couldn't have been, could it?

He shakes his head again, and then turns to go.

He pauses at the door and says, 'I don't hate you. I don't even dislike you.'

I'm speechless.

'I don't understand you, Malfoy. Do you have any reason for all this, or do you just enjoy confusing me.'

'Yes, there's a reason. But, I can't tell you, Harry.'

There was something, I don't know what, that made me ask, 'Can you show me?'

'Yes.'

Draco's POV
'Yes.' I say.

His mouth drops open. I guess he didn't expect me to say that. I lean forward until I'm a few inches from his face. I can feel his breath, coming hot on my cheeks.

I stare into his emerald green eyes for a few seconds. His mouth is still open. Then I lean forward and press my lips softly against his. I can feel him gasp as I deepen the kiss. He responds with a moan, then he seems to realise what he's doing...and with who...

He pulls back and stares at me.

'There's the reason, Harry.' I hear myself say, calmly, and then I turn to walk out the door.

'Wait, Mal...Draco. Come back.' He says.

I turn back and am surprised to see Harry right behind me. He pulls me into another, more passionate kiss.

'Just returning the favour Draco.' He says

Then he walks out the door and I'm left staring after him. I stand for a while, then slowly I raise my hand to my lips.

'Hmm...'