Chapter Four: Same Time, Same Place
Harry looked at his watch. It was past midnight by an hour. He was going to leave soon. Maybe he had dreamed the entire thing. Maybe he had wanted it so bad that he had made it happen in his head. But those lips... they had felt so real. Harry touched his lips and remembered. It couldn't have been a dream. He suddenly wished he had someone to talk too. Not Ron. Or Hermione. They would both be shocked beyond words and probably never talk to him again.
Harry pictured Hermione's reaction. "But he called me a mudblood, Harry! He hates us all! You know what he says to Ron about being a Weasley! His family is the closest to V-Voldemort! You can't love him! Your his enemy!" Yes, Hermione would probably say something like that.
Then Harry pictured Ron's reaction. First, his ears would turn red. And so would his face. And then his eyebrows would disappear into his hair. He's mutter something like, "Bloody gone mad!" And walk away and then probably ignore Harry and not catch his eye for as long as possible. No, he couldn't tell either of them.
There was always Dean or Seamus. Certainly not Neville. Neville's parents had been tortured by Lucius Malfoy. And Dean would probably say something stupid like, "Well, Harry, the heart wants what the heart wants." And Seamus would think he was insane, with a similar reaction like Ron's.
He concluded that he couldn't tell anyone. But then a thought came into his head. Would Stevie be cool with it? She did, after all, have a relationship with Tonks. Maybe she wouldn't mind. But Harry pushed that out of his mind. Too soon. He didn't know her well enough to share something that personal yet. Then he thought of Sirius. It was a possibility but he got rid of that too. But didn't Sirius say he would always love Harry, no matter what he did? Harry sighed and look at his watch. Half past one. He jumped down from the desk and went back to the Gryffindor dormitory. Maybe he really had dreamed of Draco.
Harry was very confused as he pulled the covers over him.\
The next day, Harry went to breakfast feeling very bad. He saw Draco, who didn't even look at him. And Hermione, of course, guessed that there was something wrong. and Ron noticed too. She tried to find the problem though, "Harry are you alright?" she asked.
"F.ine, why?" he lied.
"You seem a bit off colour, mate." Ron stated.
"No, I'm fine." Harry replied.
"Your not sick, are you?" Hermione said.
"I'm fine, alright!" Harry said, irritably.
"Oh, God!" Ron moaned.
"What?" asked Harry.
"We've got double Potions with Slytherin, Divination and then Defense Against the Dark Arts with that Umbridge woman!" he replied.
"Wonderful. Sounds like a really smashing day." Harry said, sarcastically. Then the bell rang and they left the Great Hall.
Harry and Ron walked down the corridor to the dungeons. And Harry noticed the suit of armor that he had pushed Draco behind. And then he saw it. "Wait." Harry said and Ron stopped. "What is it?" he asked. Harry knelt down and picked up a ring. It had a snake twisting around an M.
"It's a ring."
"I know that crest! It means Malfoy!" Ron said, aghast.
"Well, I'll have to give it back to him." Harry said. That proves it, he thought, It did happen. I'm not crazy.
In potions, Snape was as evil as ever. He paired Harry and Draco, as he, Harry, had been counting on.
"You dropped this last night." Harry said to him and gave the ring to Draco. He did not meet his eye.
"Thanks, Potter." Draco sneered.
"Don't call me that." Harry snapped.
"And why not?"
"You know perfectly well why. Where were you last night?"
Draco's attitude changed completely. "I was... I'm sorry."
"It's alright. But where were you and why didn't you come? I waited until one-thirty."
"I was scared, alright! Are you happy, Harry!" Draco's voice got louder.
"No," said Harry, "I wanted you to be there. You think I wasn't scared? Everything I had dreamed of since 3rd year coming true. And then you don't show up. And I feel lost, confused, sad, and afraid but anything but happy."
"I'm sorry." Draco blushed scarlet under his white skin.
"I already said it's perfectly alright."
"Look, if I...if I ask you to meet me again, would you come?"
"Yes." Harry was relieved that he didn't have to ask him.
"Alright. Same place, same time, tonight?"
"Sounds good." Harry's spirit's were lifted. And even Snape giving him a zero because he had forgot an ingredient, didn't get him down. He didn't mind the huge amount of homework for once. Divination was as boring as ever. Harry didn't know why he and Ron were still taking it. But it was the time when he got to Defense Against the Dark Arts, that his happiness seemed to float away.
"Oh God!" Ron snarled after the lesson, "I think she's worse than Snape!"
"I agree." said Hermione, "She obliviously has no idea how to teach a class. No wands!" she snorted.
They walked to the Great Hall for dinner, Ron and Hermione talking about Umbridge. Harry caught Draco's eye. And followed his signals. After dinner, they met outside.
"What's going on?" asked Harry.
"I didn't want to wait." Draco said with a laugh.
"We could go now?"
"Alright." replied his partner after a pause.
Harry looked at his watch. It was past midnight by an hour. He was going to leave soon. Maybe he had dreamed the entire thing. Maybe he had wanted it so bad that he had made it happen in his head. But those lips... they had felt so real. Harry touched his lips and remembered. It couldn't have been a dream. He suddenly wished he had someone to talk too. Not Ron. Or Hermione. They would both be shocked beyond words and probably never talk to him again.
Harry pictured Hermione's reaction. "But he called me a mudblood, Harry! He hates us all! You know what he says to Ron about being a Weasley! His family is the closest to V-Voldemort! You can't love him! Your his enemy!" Yes, Hermione would probably say something like that.
Then Harry pictured Ron's reaction. First, his ears would turn red. And so would his face. And then his eyebrows would disappear into his hair. He's mutter something like, "Bloody gone mad!" And walk away and then probably ignore Harry and not catch his eye for as long as possible. No, he couldn't tell either of them.
There was always Dean or Seamus. Certainly not Neville. Neville's parents had been tortured by Lucius Malfoy. And Dean would probably say something stupid like, "Well, Harry, the heart wants what the heart wants." And Seamus would think he was insane, with a similar reaction like Ron's.
He concluded that he couldn't tell anyone. But then a thought came into his head. Would Stevie be cool with it? She did, after all, have a relationship with Tonks. Maybe she wouldn't mind. But Harry pushed that out of his mind. Too soon. He didn't know her well enough to share something that personal yet. Then he thought of Sirius. It was a possibility but he got rid of that too. But didn't Sirius say he would always love Harry, no matter what he did? Harry sighed and look at his watch. Half past one. He jumped down from the desk and went back to the Gryffindor dormitory. Maybe he really had dreamed of Draco.
Harry was very confused as he pulled the covers over him.\
The next day, Harry went to breakfast feeling very bad. He saw Draco, who didn't even look at him. And Hermione, of course, guessed that there was something wrong. and Ron noticed too. She tried to find the problem though, "Harry are you alright?" she asked.
"F.ine, why?" he lied.
"You seem a bit off colour, mate." Ron stated.
"No, I'm fine." Harry replied.
"Your not sick, are you?" Hermione said.
"I'm fine, alright!" Harry said, irritably.
"Oh, God!" Ron moaned.
"What?" asked Harry.
"We've got double Potions with Slytherin, Divination and then Defense Against the Dark Arts with that Umbridge woman!" he replied.
"Wonderful. Sounds like a really smashing day." Harry said, sarcastically. Then the bell rang and they left the Great Hall.
Harry and Ron walked down the corridor to the dungeons. And Harry noticed the suit of armor that he had pushed Draco behind. And then he saw it. "Wait." Harry said and Ron stopped. "What is it?" he asked. Harry knelt down and picked up a ring. It had a snake twisting around an M.
"It's a ring."
"I know that crest! It means Malfoy!" Ron said, aghast.
"Well, I'll have to give it back to him." Harry said. That proves it, he thought, It did happen. I'm not crazy.
In potions, Snape was as evil as ever. He paired Harry and Draco, as he, Harry, had been counting on.
"You dropped this last night." Harry said to him and gave the ring to Draco. He did not meet his eye.
"Thanks, Potter." Draco sneered.
"Don't call me that." Harry snapped.
"And why not?"
"You know perfectly well why. Where were you last night?"
Draco's attitude changed completely. "I was... I'm sorry."
"It's alright. But where were you and why didn't you come? I waited until one-thirty."
"I was scared, alright! Are you happy, Harry!" Draco's voice got louder.
"No," said Harry, "I wanted you to be there. You think I wasn't scared? Everything I had dreamed of since 3rd year coming true. And then you don't show up. And I feel lost, confused, sad, and afraid but anything but happy."
"I'm sorry." Draco blushed scarlet under his white skin.
"I already said it's perfectly alright."
"Look, if I...if I ask you to meet me again, would you come?"
"Yes." Harry was relieved that he didn't have to ask him.
"Alright. Same place, same time, tonight?"
"Sounds good." Harry's spirit's were lifted. And even Snape giving him a zero because he had forgot an ingredient, didn't get him down. He didn't mind the huge amount of homework for once. Divination was as boring as ever. Harry didn't know why he and Ron were still taking it. But it was the time when he got to Defense Against the Dark Arts, that his happiness seemed to float away.
"Oh God!" Ron snarled after the lesson, "I think she's worse than Snape!"
"I agree." said Hermione, "She obliviously has no idea how to teach a class. No wands!" she snorted.
They walked to the Great Hall for dinner, Ron and Hermione talking about Umbridge. Harry caught Draco's eye. And followed his signals. After dinner, they met outside.
"What's going on?" asked Harry.
"I didn't want to wait." Draco said with a laugh.
"We could go now?"
"Alright." replied his partner after a pause.