Chapter six
Over the next few day's Draco refused to leave Harry's side despite Madam
Pomfrey's frequent threats. However it was Harry who finally threw Draco
from his die insisting that he eat something plus while he was eating his
two trusty sidekicks would be able to visit.
"Draco listen, I'll be fine, any way I won't be alone, Ron and Mione will be here plus if I get into trouble you'll know."
"Yeah but what if..."
"No just go you can see me later it's not like I'm going any where is it?"
"Oh fine." Draco grumbled softly kissing Harry's full pink lip's which soon turned into the couples first full on snog that left both breathless.
Half an hour later Draco had been persuaded to leave and Harry's two loyal friends rushed in. "Harry are you alright, Draco wouldn't let us near you." Hermione said in one long, fast breath that the hospitalised Gryffindor could only just make out.
"So what's with you and ferret boy I thought you'd told him where to stick it."
"Ron." Harry complained as he began to explain to his startled friends that he and Draco were more than just friends, which was a semi simple job as they already knew about the veela part. However what they couldn't comprehend was the part where Harry had gone from loathing the boy to loving him in a matter of days, it didn't seem possible in their eyes.
"Well I don't love him, it just feels right and I know one day I will love him, I don't think he'll ever let me get hurt in any shape way or form." "That doesn't mean he won't emotionally hurt you." Ron insisted as the three Gryffindor's head of house brought in a limp body on a stretcher. Hermione turned to watch as did the two boy's. "Who is it?" She asked, Professor Magonagal looked over in their direction before replying. "Seamus Finaginn." The trio didn't dare ask and beside Harry had a pretty good idea what had happened...Draco.
"Listen." Harry whispered. "Find Draco I think he might have done this, can you ask him to come up in about two hour's I'm being discharged."
"Do you think he's capable of something like this?"
"Think Mione, a jealous veela who want's revenge for his mate."
"Right we'll find him right away." With that the two Gryffindor's dashed out of the infirmary to find the blonde who was currently in the library feeling extremely please with himself."
"Draco listen, I'll be fine, any way I won't be alone, Ron and Mione will be here plus if I get into trouble you'll know."
"Yeah but what if..."
"No just go you can see me later it's not like I'm going any where is it?"
"Oh fine." Draco grumbled softly kissing Harry's full pink lip's which soon turned into the couples first full on snog that left both breathless.
Half an hour later Draco had been persuaded to leave and Harry's two loyal friends rushed in. "Harry are you alright, Draco wouldn't let us near you." Hermione said in one long, fast breath that the hospitalised Gryffindor could only just make out.
"So what's with you and ferret boy I thought you'd told him where to stick it."
"Ron." Harry complained as he began to explain to his startled friends that he and Draco were more than just friends, which was a semi simple job as they already knew about the veela part. However what they couldn't comprehend was the part where Harry had gone from loathing the boy to loving him in a matter of days, it didn't seem possible in their eyes.
"Well I don't love him, it just feels right and I know one day I will love him, I don't think he'll ever let me get hurt in any shape way or form." "That doesn't mean he won't emotionally hurt you." Ron insisted as the three Gryffindor's head of house brought in a limp body on a stretcher. Hermione turned to watch as did the two boy's. "Who is it?" She asked, Professor Magonagal looked over in their direction before replying. "Seamus Finaginn." The trio didn't dare ask and beside Harry had a pretty good idea what had happened...Draco.
"Listen." Harry whispered. "Find Draco I think he might have done this, can you ask him to come up in about two hour's I'm being discharged."
"Do you think he's capable of something like this?"
"Think Mione, a jealous veela who want's revenge for his mate."
"Right we'll find him right away." With that the two Gryffindor's dashed out of the infirmary to find the blonde who was currently in the library feeling extremely please with himself."
