A/N: Okay, now once again I apologize for making you guys wait a long LONG
time again. I suck at math so currently I'm failing it. =[ Oh 99 reviews,
only 1 more from getting 100!
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"Professor McGonagall!" Harry exclaimed.
"That's right Potter, you can't blame me for t-"
"Your not planning to take us to Dumbledore's office are you?" Draco asked.
If there's one man Draco hates, besides his father and Voldemort, it was Dumbledore. He never really figured out why he doesn't like the old goof. Maybe it was because the old man is too wise for his own good.
Professor McGonagall cast them both a stern look, as if it was a hard decision to decide whether or not to send them off.
Harry fidgeted on his spot, not wanting to explain to Dumbledore what they were doing. But the thought of what they almost did, gave him shivers of excitement. After a long pause, McGonagall finally spoke.
"No I will not take you two to Professor Dumbledore. Although, I do not ever want to see you two running around after curfew. I'll have you know I'll be telling Professor Dumbledore about this little incident," McGonagall told them. "You'll be leaving the hall and to your dormitories, with nothing but a one night's detention."
"A-Are you serious? I mean, not that I disagree with the whole idea, but no points taken off?" Harry asked.
"Not tonight. Hurry off now, to your dormitories. You'll see each other tomorrow at breakfast," McGonagall shooed them away.
Draco left without saying another word. Harry watched Draco leave until he could no longer see him. Finally he retreated back to his dormitory as well, not glancing back.
McGonagall smiled to herself before walking away.
"Ah, young love," she sighed.
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The day before Christmas let the students from 3rd year and above, have a trip to Hogsmeade.
"We can do our Christmas shopping!" Hermione said.
After lunch, the students proceeded to the entrance hall where McGonagall awaited them.
"Before we go, I want you all to stay in Hogsmeade, and go no where else except Hogsmeade. No rudeness and show respect to the shop owners, and the shoppers there," McGonagall instructed. "If you have any troubles, third years can go find your Head boy or girl."
Hermione blushed and pinned on her head girl badge.
"And now we shall go. Carriages are waiting for you outside."
Harry caught a glimpse of Draco's blonde hair, before he got into a carriage with Ron and Hermione.
On the way to Hogsmeade, Harry noticed little snowflakes beginning to descend from the sky. At last after a long journey, they finally arrived.
"Oh no, I forgot my money!" Neville moaned to Ginny.
"Where do you want to go first?" Ron asked.
"Doesn't matter. And oh Ron, Harry! Tell me what you want for Christmas, I might end up buying you books," Hermione said.
"Surprise me," Harry said carelessly scanning the crowd.
"Bit chilly isn't it?" Ron said. "It looks as if there's going to be a bad storm."
"Yeah it does," Hermione said looking up at the sky.
The sky was flooded with grey evil looking clouds. A icy atmosphere filled up the air, making Harry feel uneasy. It felt uncomfortable, as if someone is urging them to get out of Hogsmeade.
"You up for some butterbeer?" Ron asked.
Harry seemed to be in some sort of trance. There was a energy wanting to push him back to the carriages.
"Harry?" Hermione said. "You coming?"
He stood there, his eyes fixed towards the carriages. Harry took a step towards it and broke off into a run.
"Harry!" Ron yelled running after him.
Harry's ears felt frosted because of the coldness, but nothing can stop him from returning back to the carriages. Someone stepped in front of him, and grabbed a hold of his wrist. Harry tore his eyes off from his destination and onto the boy in front of him.
"Potter, what you are doing?" Draco asked.
"W-what?" Harry said feeling dizzy.
Crabbe and Goyle stood behind Draco; obviously they have been running trying to keep with Draco. Crabbe let out a big breath, his huge chest heaving, and fell to the ground. Draco took no notice and stared at Harry.
"What do you mean what I'm doing. Where are Hermione and Ron? They were with me a second ago," Harry said.
Right on cue, Ron and Hermione came running over, quite breathless. Hermione held her stomach, feeling a cramp coming on. Ron's face was flushed from running in the cold.
"Why did you run off like that?" Ron accused.
"Run off?" Harry asked.
Harry couldn't remember a thing that has happened since they got here.
"Are you feeling okay?" Hermione asked as soon as she got caught up with her breath. "You run too fast."
Hermione looked at Draco with a confused look upon her face, "What are you doing here?"
"I WAS shopping until your Majesty almost ran into me," Draco snapped.
"I did not almost run into you! I never was running!" Harry protested.
"Really Potter, you don't have a very good memory do you?"
Harry winced at the sudden coldness of Draco's voice. Ron, noticing this, grabbed a hold of Harry's arm and steered him away from Draco. Hermione glare at Draco and followed Ron.
"What a bastard! I can't stand him!" Hermione said shrilly.
Harry said nothing. His mind seemed to be buzzing in an annoying way, and he couldn't remember a thing that has happened. Hermione was still muttering non-stop, but to Harry, her voice seemed far away.
Ron steered Harry into the Three Broomsticks with Hermione still following them.
"I'll get the drinks," Ron said.
Hermione sat down in front of Harry looking at the floor. She has been keeping it in for too long, and it's going to come out soon. Twiddling her thumbs, she looked at Harry casually. He was concentrating deep in his thoughts, and he looked dos cute biting his lower lip.
"Harry?" Hermione said.
"Yeah?" Harry replied.
"Um.........I........I need some advice," Hermione said lamely.
"On what?"
"W-what if you have a crush on one of your friends, and your afraid of telling him how you feel, because you don't want to ruin a good friendship. What should you do?"
Harry thought for a moment. What would he do? He never had a crush on one of his friends before, adding in that he's bi, he was no idea what to do.
"Well um let's start by having you tell me who you like," Harry suggested.
Hermione blushed. She wasn't ready yet to admit anything.
"I-"
Ron cut her off by returning to the table with 3 tankards of butterbeer.
"There!" Ron said happily. "There are so many people at the counter asking for a drink to go."
"I wonder why," Harry said.
"It looked real bad out there," Hermione said.
"It will probably rain later," Ron said.
There was a soft tinkle as the door opened and in stepped Draco, followed by Crabbe and Goyle. Crabbe looked quite dazed and his eyes were un- focused. Draco saw Harry at a nearby table and smiled slightly, but changed the pleasant smile into a nasty sneer before anyone could notice.
"Get me a butterbeer Crabbe," Draco said, making sure to choose a table near Harry.
"Look whose here," Ron whispered nudging Harry.
Harry looked up and noticed Draco looking at him. He gave him a smile and was surprised he received a smile back. Although it was a quick smile, Harry felt giddy inside.
A clap of thunder crashed outside and the rain started pouring down.
Hermione looked out the window, which started to get foggy.
"We should get back," Hermione said. "Harry where's your cloak? You're going to get soaked!"
"I didn't know it would rain," Harry said.
"We should wait until the rain is over," Ron said un-easily.
"Stay then, I'm leaving before it gets too bad," Hermione said wearing her cloak. "Bye."
With that Hermione left leaving Ron and Harry at the table. There was another loud clap and the candles flickered a bit. More people decided to leave.
"Maybe we should ought to leave too," Ron said.
Harry nodded in agreement and they both got up.
Another clap of thunder was hear, louder and clearer then the rest. A gust of wind blew the warming light of the candles, as people continued leaving.
"What do we do?" Ron asked looking at the blocked doorway with many people piled there.
"Do you think they'll notice if we expand the door a bit?" Harry asked.
With a quiet mutter of a spell, and swish of his wand, the doorway became wider making it easier to get out. Harry and Ron exited the Three Broomsticks and now stood in the pouring rain.
"Great," Ron muttered, his hair now soaping wet.
"The carriages!" Harry said making his way through the crowd.
By the time they go there, the last carriage was trotting away. Harry, now his clothes wet and his hair damp, frowned. How are they going to get back now? Ron was thinking the same thing. There was no possible way of returning to the castle. With the rain continuously falling, Harry and Ron might have to stay in an inn. Unfortunately, there were none.
"They should really build an inn here," Ron mumbled.
Someone accidentally bumped into Harry and muttered a quick sorry. Harry caught a glimpse of platinum blonde hair. It was Draco. Harry hurried after him.
"Draco!" Harry called out.
Draco stopped and turned around.
"Why are you still here?" Harry asked.
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm looking for the carriages. Why are you still here?" Draco said looking around.
"No use looking for the carriages, they left," Harry said.
Draco cursed under his breath and pushed his hair away from his eyes.
Oh god he looks so hot, Harry thought starring at Draco, who was still frantically looking around.
Ron ran over to them, accidentally splashing mud on Draco's shoes.
"Weasel!" Draco snapped.
Ron scowled at Draco and turned to Harry.
"Did you bring you Marauders map?"
"No, but-oh!" Harry exclaimed. "The passage in Honeydukes! I should have thought about it sooner!"
"Let's go," Ron said hurrying off.
"Come on," Harry said motioning for Draco to follow.
Draco hesitated for a moment, but he didn't ant to stay in the rain forever. Besides, he can take sneak glances at Harry. He bit his lip thinking about last night. He still hasn't told Harry about his feelings for him. Draco wasn't sure whether or not he developed enough feelings for Harry. But by telling him that, Harry would be crushed, especially after Harry admitted he likes him. This defiantly overwhelmed Draco. The-Boy-Who- Lived actually likes him. Not something that occurs everyday.
"Are you coming?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," Draco finally said.
Together, they set of for Honeydukes. Luckily for them, the shopkeeper left to go across the street, to buy something. No one was in the store now. As quick as the lightening outside, they sneaked into the dimly lit storage room.
"There's a latch somewhere," Harry explained.
At once they started searching. A voice appeared in the shop, jus tin time Ron motioned to them that he found the latch. One by one, they left Honeydukes. The trip back included Ron stubbing his toe when they turned a corner, and Harry's many cough and sneezes.
"Why didn't you wear your cloak?" Draco asked, finding himself deeply concerned.
"Left it in the carriages," Harry said before sneezing again.
"Shh! Do you hear something?" Ron whispered.
They were very close to their destination and they could hear voices speaking ahead of them.
"Listen," Harry said, holding back another sneeze.
Their ears became sharp at once, craning to listen to what the voices were saying. No doubt it was a man and a women talking. Even with their voices sounding so distant, Harry, Draco, and Ron would still make out what they were saying.
"Are you honestly going to agree?" the women asked.
"Yes Minerva. We can't stop him from wanting to take his own son back home," the man replied.
"But why so sudden Albus?"
"He didn't want to tell me. Only to make sure Mr. Malfoy is to be at my office at 9 P.M sharp."
"He's going to miss his classes if he goes. You remember the last time Lucius wanted Draco to go home. Draco stayed there for two months before he could come back to Hogwarts. And you remember what we saw!"
"Minerva, I don't think now is the right time to discus the past. He may stay there as long as Lucius wishes, and we'll send owls to Draco to make sure he'll be okay. Alert Severus to send him up to my office at 8:30."
Footsteps departed and finally Harry, Draco, and Ron could come out.
"Draco?" Harry asked.
"My father read my letter," Draco said fearfully.
"What letter?" Ron asked.
"None of your business Weasley," Draco snapped. "Just shut up!"
"Draco!" Harry exclaimed, surprised at the sudden change of Draco's voice.
"He's going to kill me!"
"Wha-?"
"The letter I sent to my mum. He found it. Why else would he want to take me back home?" Draco said. "Knowing my father ever since I was born, he's going to do something about it.
"What did you say in your letter that makes it so awful?" Harry asked.
"I-"
"Mr. Malfoy!"
They all turned around meeting Snape face to face. He had a grim frown, and his eyes looked darker then ever.
"Your father is here, your expected in Dumbledore's office," Snape said.
Snape shot them a suspicious look as he looked around the place.
Draco gulped but kept his face completely un-emotional. He nodded and followed Snape.........
A/N: OH! A CLIFFHANGER! I wrote up about the first 4 pages, so I'll give you guys a Chocolate Milkshake! Here it is!
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This Sunday? As in 5 days from now? Draco panicked. He doesn't want to go home, now that Harry and him feel closer.
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A/N: It's not much, but there's more to this chapter then you think! There will be more Draco/Harry moments, and its' going to be SO damn cute. LoL! Okay remember to review!!!
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"Professor McGonagall!" Harry exclaimed.
"That's right Potter, you can't blame me for t-"
"Your not planning to take us to Dumbledore's office are you?" Draco asked.
If there's one man Draco hates, besides his father and Voldemort, it was Dumbledore. He never really figured out why he doesn't like the old goof. Maybe it was because the old man is too wise for his own good.
Professor McGonagall cast them both a stern look, as if it was a hard decision to decide whether or not to send them off.
Harry fidgeted on his spot, not wanting to explain to Dumbledore what they were doing. But the thought of what they almost did, gave him shivers of excitement. After a long pause, McGonagall finally spoke.
"No I will not take you two to Professor Dumbledore. Although, I do not ever want to see you two running around after curfew. I'll have you know I'll be telling Professor Dumbledore about this little incident," McGonagall told them. "You'll be leaving the hall and to your dormitories, with nothing but a one night's detention."
"A-Are you serious? I mean, not that I disagree with the whole idea, but no points taken off?" Harry asked.
"Not tonight. Hurry off now, to your dormitories. You'll see each other tomorrow at breakfast," McGonagall shooed them away.
Draco left without saying another word. Harry watched Draco leave until he could no longer see him. Finally he retreated back to his dormitory as well, not glancing back.
McGonagall smiled to herself before walking away.
"Ah, young love," she sighed.
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The day before Christmas let the students from 3rd year and above, have a trip to Hogsmeade.
"We can do our Christmas shopping!" Hermione said.
After lunch, the students proceeded to the entrance hall where McGonagall awaited them.
"Before we go, I want you all to stay in Hogsmeade, and go no where else except Hogsmeade. No rudeness and show respect to the shop owners, and the shoppers there," McGonagall instructed. "If you have any troubles, third years can go find your Head boy or girl."
Hermione blushed and pinned on her head girl badge.
"And now we shall go. Carriages are waiting for you outside."
Harry caught a glimpse of Draco's blonde hair, before he got into a carriage with Ron and Hermione.
On the way to Hogsmeade, Harry noticed little snowflakes beginning to descend from the sky. At last after a long journey, they finally arrived.
"Oh no, I forgot my money!" Neville moaned to Ginny.
"Where do you want to go first?" Ron asked.
"Doesn't matter. And oh Ron, Harry! Tell me what you want for Christmas, I might end up buying you books," Hermione said.
"Surprise me," Harry said carelessly scanning the crowd.
"Bit chilly isn't it?" Ron said. "It looks as if there's going to be a bad storm."
"Yeah it does," Hermione said looking up at the sky.
The sky was flooded with grey evil looking clouds. A icy atmosphere filled up the air, making Harry feel uneasy. It felt uncomfortable, as if someone is urging them to get out of Hogsmeade.
"You up for some butterbeer?" Ron asked.
Harry seemed to be in some sort of trance. There was a energy wanting to push him back to the carriages.
"Harry?" Hermione said. "You coming?"
He stood there, his eyes fixed towards the carriages. Harry took a step towards it and broke off into a run.
"Harry!" Ron yelled running after him.
Harry's ears felt frosted because of the coldness, but nothing can stop him from returning back to the carriages. Someone stepped in front of him, and grabbed a hold of his wrist. Harry tore his eyes off from his destination and onto the boy in front of him.
"Potter, what you are doing?" Draco asked.
"W-what?" Harry said feeling dizzy.
Crabbe and Goyle stood behind Draco; obviously they have been running trying to keep with Draco. Crabbe let out a big breath, his huge chest heaving, and fell to the ground. Draco took no notice and stared at Harry.
"What do you mean what I'm doing. Where are Hermione and Ron? They were with me a second ago," Harry said.
Right on cue, Ron and Hermione came running over, quite breathless. Hermione held her stomach, feeling a cramp coming on. Ron's face was flushed from running in the cold.
"Why did you run off like that?" Ron accused.
"Run off?" Harry asked.
Harry couldn't remember a thing that has happened since they got here.
"Are you feeling okay?" Hermione asked as soon as she got caught up with her breath. "You run too fast."
Hermione looked at Draco with a confused look upon her face, "What are you doing here?"
"I WAS shopping until your Majesty almost ran into me," Draco snapped.
"I did not almost run into you! I never was running!" Harry protested.
"Really Potter, you don't have a very good memory do you?"
Harry winced at the sudden coldness of Draco's voice. Ron, noticing this, grabbed a hold of Harry's arm and steered him away from Draco. Hermione glare at Draco and followed Ron.
"What a bastard! I can't stand him!" Hermione said shrilly.
Harry said nothing. His mind seemed to be buzzing in an annoying way, and he couldn't remember a thing that has happened. Hermione was still muttering non-stop, but to Harry, her voice seemed far away.
Ron steered Harry into the Three Broomsticks with Hermione still following them.
"I'll get the drinks," Ron said.
Hermione sat down in front of Harry looking at the floor. She has been keeping it in for too long, and it's going to come out soon. Twiddling her thumbs, she looked at Harry casually. He was concentrating deep in his thoughts, and he looked dos cute biting his lower lip.
"Harry?" Hermione said.
"Yeah?" Harry replied.
"Um.........I........I need some advice," Hermione said lamely.
"On what?"
"W-what if you have a crush on one of your friends, and your afraid of telling him how you feel, because you don't want to ruin a good friendship. What should you do?"
Harry thought for a moment. What would he do? He never had a crush on one of his friends before, adding in that he's bi, he was no idea what to do.
"Well um let's start by having you tell me who you like," Harry suggested.
Hermione blushed. She wasn't ready yet to admit anything.
"I-"
Ron cut her off by returning to the table with 3 tankards of butterbeer.
"There!" Ron said happily. "There are so many people at the counter asking for a drink to go."
"I wonder why," Harry said.
"It looked real bad out there," Hermione said.
"It will probably rain later," Ron said.
There was a soft tinkle as the door opened and in stepped Draco, followed by Crabbe and Goyle. Crabbe looked quite dazed and his eyes were un- focused. Draco saw Harry at a nearby table and smiled slightly, but changed the pleasant smile into a nasty sneer before anyone could notice.
"Get me a butterbeer Crabbe," Draco said, making sure to choose a table near Harry.
"Look whose here," Ron whispered nudging Harry.
Harry looked up and noticed Draco looking at him. He gave him a smile and was surprised he received a smile back. Although it was a quick smile, Harry felt giddy inside.
A clap of thunder crashed outside and the rain started pouring down.
Hermione looked out the window, which started to get foggy.
"We should get back," Hermione said. "Harry where's your cloak? You're going to get soaked!"
"I didn't know it would rain," Harry said.
"We should wait until the rain is over," Ron said un-easily.
"Stay then, I'm leaving before it gets too bad," Hermione said wearing her cloak. "Bye."
With that Hermione left leaving Ron and Harry at the table. There was another loud clap and the candles flickered a bit. More people decided to leave.
"Maybe we should ought to leave too," Ron said.
Harry nodded in agreement and they both got up.
Another clap of thunder was hear, louder and clearer then the rest. A gust of wind blew the warming light of the candles, as people continued leaving.
"What do we do?" Ron asked looking at the blocked doorway with many people piled there.
"Do you think they'll notice if we expand the door a bit?" Harry asked.
With a quiet mutter of a spell, and swish of his wand, the doorway became wider making it easier to get out. Harry and Ron exited the Three Broomsticks and now stood in the pouring rain.
"Great," Ron muttered, his hair now soaping wet.
"The carriages!" Harry said making his way through the crowd.
By the time they go there, the last carriage was trotting away. Harry, now his clothes wet and his hair damp, frowned. How are they going to get back now? Ron was thinking the same thing. There was no possible way of returning to the castle. With the rain continuously falling, Harry and Ron might have to stay in an inn. Unfortunately, there were none.
"They should really build an inn here," Ron mumbled.
Someone accidentally bumped into Harry and muttered a quick sorry. Harry caught a glimpse of platinum blonde hair. It was Draco. Harry hurried after him.
"Draco!" Harry called out.
Draco stopped and turned around.
"Why are you still here?" Harry asked.
"In case you haven't noticed, I'm looking for the carriages. Why are you still here?" Draco said looking around.
"No use looking for the carriages, they left," Harry said.
Draco cursed under his breath and pushed his hair away from his eyes.
Oh god he looks so hot, Harry thought starring at Draco, who was still frantically looking around.
Ron ran over to them, accidentally splashing mud on Draco's shoes.
"Weasel!" Draco snapped.
Ron scowled at Draco and turned to Harry.
"Did you bring you Marauders map?"
"No, but-oh!" Harry exclaimed. "The passage in Honeydukes! I should have thought about it sooner!"
"Let's go," Ron said hurrying off.
"Come on," Harry said motioning for Draco to follow.
Draco hesitated for a moment, but he didn't ant to stay in the rain forever. Besides, he can take sneak glances at Harry. He bit his lip thinking about last night. He still hasn't told Harry about his feelings for him. Draco wasn't sure whether or not he developed enough feelings for Harry. But by telling him that, Harry would be crushed, especially after Harry admitted he likes him. This defiantly overwhelmed Draco. The-Boy-Who- Lived actually likes him. Not something that occurs everyday.
"Are you coming?" Harry asked.
"Yeah," Draco finally said.
Together, they set of for Honeydukes. Luckily for them, the shopkeeper left to go across the street, to buy something. No one was in the store now. As quick as the lightening outside, they sneaked into the dimly lit storage room.
"There's a latch somewhere," Harry explained.
At once they started searching. A voice appeared in the shop, jus tin time Ron motioned to them that he found the latch. One by one, they left Honeydukes. The trip back included Ron stubbing his toe when they turned a corner, and Harry's many cough and sneezes.
"Why didn't you wear your cloak?" Draco asked, finding himself deeply concerned.
"Left it in the carriages," Harry said before sneezing again.
"Shh! Do you hear something?" Ron whispered.
They were very close to their destination and they could hear voices speaking ahead of them.
"Listen," Harry said, holding back another sneeze.
Their ears became sharp at once, craning to listen to what the voices were saying. No doubt it was a man and a women talking. Even with their voices sounding so distant, Harry, Draco, and Ron would still make out what they were saying.
"Are you honestly going to agree?" the women asked.
"Yes Minerva. We can't stop him from wanting to take his own son back home," the man replied.
"But why so sudden Albus?"
"He didn't want to tell me. Only to make sure Mr. Malfoy is to be at my office at 9 P.M sharp."
"He's going to miss his classes if he goes. You remember the last time Lucius wanted Draco to go home. Draco stayed there for two months before he could come back to Hogwarts. And you remember what we saw!"
"Minerva, I don't think now is the right time to discus the past. He may stay there as long as Lucius wishes, and we'll send owls to Draco to make sure he'll be okay. Alert Severus to send him up to my office at 8:30."
Footsteps departed and finally Harry, Draco, and Ron could come out.
"Draco?" Harry asked.
"My father read my letter," Draco said fearfully.
"What letter?" Ron asked.
"None of your business Weasley," Draco snapped. "Just shut up!"
"Draco!" Harry exclaimed, surprised at the sudden change of Draco's voice.
"He's going to kill me!"
"Wha-?"
"The letter I sent to my mum. He found it. Why else would he want to take me back home?" Draco said. "Knowing my father ever since I was born, he's going to do something about it.
"What did you say in your letter that makes it so awful?" Harry asked.
"I-"
"Mr. Malfoy!"
They all turned around meeting Snape face to face. He had a grim frown, and his eyes looked darker then ever.
"Your father is here, your expected in Dumbledore's office," Snape said.
Snape shot them a suspicious look as he looked around the place.
Draco gulped but kept his face completely un-emotional. He nodded and followed Snape.........
A/N: OH! A CLIFFHANGER! I wrote up about the first 4 pages, so I'll give you guys a Chocolate Milkshake! Here it is!
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This Sunday? As in 5 days from now? Draco panicked. He doesn't want to go home, now that Harry and him feel closer.
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A/N: It's not much, but there's more to this chapter then you think! There will be more Draco/Harry moments, and its' going to be SO damn cute. LoL! Okay remember to review!!!