Chapter 4

The Next Day

Harry yawned and stretched as he awoke upon the couch the next morning. He thought it was odd, because he vaguely remembered falling onto the floor. He shrugged his shoulders, walked over to the table and picked up his glasses. He chuckled to himself as he saw how sprawled out Draco was on his bed. He was lying on his stomach with his left arm and left leg hanging off the edge. His blanket covering his other half, his pillows were thrown everywhere. Of course there was none under his head and he was drooling slightly. Harry didn't know if he should wake him or not. So he pulled up a chair and sat giggling the whole time as Draco slept.

After a few moments, Harry decided to get up and shower, he was soaked from sweat and he could have sworn that he smelled. So he got up and to his surprise found the bathroom easily. It was right across the hall from Draco.

"Lucky bastard…" Harry muttered as he entered the Slytherins prefect's bathroom. "Ours is a whole flight down the friggin' stairs." So undressing he drew a bath and hopped in it.

Draco awoke from a blissful dream, he had dreamt over and over about the kiss. He had kicked himself for doing it but couldn't help himself. Now he was yearning for something more. He looked over at Harry's sleeping quarters to discover that he was not there. Fear swept over him and he began to sweat about where the hell he went. He was about to get out of the bed and look for Harry when he strolled in with a towel wrapped around his waist. All of a sudden Draco got the urge to walk right over to Harry and take that damn towel off of his waist and see if he was well endowed.

"What are you staring at? I know my hair is messy but it's like that all the time…….Are you okay?" Harry asked.

"Ummm? I mean you look fine… not as in fine but you look fine…look can we start over?" Draco asked in a panic.

"I think we better because I'm really confused on why you would even consider me thinking you thought I was fine. Unless you think I think that you think I look fine." Harry replied.

"No, I don't think that you think that I think that you think that I think you look fine. I think." Draco spat out.

"Whatever Draco." Harry said with a sly smile.

"So where did you go, I got up and you weren't there?" Draco asked trying not to make himself to eager to know where Harry was.

"Well I think it would be obvious where I was Draco…That blonde hair of yours is really starting to come out." Harry said with a wide grin.

"Shut up!" Draco replied also getting a wide smile on his face.

Later That Day

Later at lunch the two boys were once again stuck by themselves, eating on a little itty bitty table that McGonagall had put there for just the two of them. So with all eyes on them, the two boys, both very red, sat and ate their food.

"So this is fun." Harry said rolling his eyes.

"Yes, tons." Draco replied also rolling his eyes.

Just then a very tiny owl also known as Pig flew down at the table to deliver a note to Harry. It read:

                        Dear Harry,

Hi! Are you okay? What does the Slytherin dungeon look like? Did you have to sleep in the same room with Malfoy? Is there anyway that you can put your invisibility cloak on, and come out onto the Quidditch field to have a talk and some practice?

                                                    Your Best Friend,

                                                                                                        Ron

"So what did Weasley have to say?" Draco asked in a snotty sort of voice.

"Nothing really do you have a piece of parchment I could have?" Harry asked kindly

"I guess so." Draco replied giving Harry a piece.

Harry took his quill pen out and pulled the paper down in front of him.  Before he wrote anything down he looked up at Draco's inquisitive face. He suddenly felt guilty so he asked, "Can I go?"

"Go where?" Draco inquired as he tried to see what Ron wrote to Harry.

"Go out… With Ron." Harry said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Draco was hurt momentarily before he shrugged his shoulder and said, "I always thought something was going on between the two of you. You're always so buddy, buddy with each other. God only knows what you two would do to each other whenever you'd stay for Christmas."

Harry went redder, if that was possible, before he commented quietly, "That was mean." He got up, gathered his things and stalked out of the Great Hall.

Draco stared blankly at the empty space before him. He began to feel very bad for his comment. But why should I? We were joking about that last night. Why should today be any different? I am not going to apologize! Draco Malfoy apologizes to no one. He thought to himself as he just sat and played with his food.  Least of all Harry Potter… Sighing softly, his mind trailed back to the night before when he watched the poor boy sleep most peacefully. "Bloody hell…" he muttered before he too got up and left the Great Hall, giggles, mostly coming from the Gryffindor table, trailing behind him.

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Harry didn't know why he got so flustered about what Draco said about him. Why they were just joking about it last night. He just hit a nerve before, that's all. "It's not like I like him that way. I don't like boys… I mean come on. That's gross!" he muttered to himself as he walked around the school aimlessly. He soon found himself in the kitchen; he was still quite hungry since he didn't eat much, he was too embarrassed.

He walked into the kitchen and soon found himself upon the floor, a pair of green eyes shining not two inches from his own.

"Hello Dobby how are you?" Harry said as he gently pushed him off of him and sat upright on the floor.

"I is fine Harry Potter sir. I knew Harry Potter, sir, will be coming to see Dobby soon. Does Harry Potter, sir, need something?" Dobby asked as a grin grew across his face.

"As a matter of fact… I am quite hungry if don't making me something to eat." Harry replied.

"Of course Harry Potter, sir. What can Dobby get to you?" He asked as he gestured for Harry to sit down at the one counter. Several elves were cleaning some of the dishes that had just appeared, while several more had just sent more food up.

"Whatever you have already made is fine with me." Harry said as he sat down by the counter. Dobby nodded as he fetched him a plate and filled it up with food. Harry thanked him graciously as he began to eat.

He had just finished a second helping when the door to the kitchen opened and in stepped in a very flustered blonde boy. Harry sighed as he soon recognized the boy's pale blonde hair.

"Come to humiliate me some more, eh, Malfoy?"  Harry asked as he quickly turned his attention back on Dobby. Dobby was very wide eyed as he saw Draco standing in the kitchen.

"Old master comes see Dobby?" he said as he rushed to Draco and hugged him.

"So here's where you ended up you little imp! I was worried that you were starving or something." Draco replied as he smiled at the elf. "How have you been?" he asked sincerely. Harry looked at Draco oddly. He had known that Draco's family was the one who originally held Dobby captive, but from the look of it they seemed almost… Friends. It was all very strange to him. After all he was under the impression that they were very mean to him.

"Oh, Dobby gets his two best friends in one day! Can Dobby get Little Dragon something?" he asked as he grabbed his hand and sat him next to Harry.

Harry looked at Draco and started to giggle slightly. Draco, who was red faced, muttered for him to 'shut up' before Dobby returned with a plate of food.

He soon smiled, however, as he looked down at the plate. He laughed heartily before commented, "You still remember all my favorite foods, don't you?"

"Like Dobby could ever forget Baby Dragon's favorite foods! Eat!" he said as he soon had to attend to his duties.

"Baby Dragon???" Harry giggled as Draco glared at him. He pinched his two cheeks and said, in a voice that would make a baby sick, "Does wittle Dwagon want a wollypop? Well does he?" Harry let go as he could easily see how annoyed he was getting.

"To think…" Draco started. "That I came to apologize for my behavior. Well, it's quite clear that I'm not going to do it now." He turned his attention to the plate of food still sitting in front of him.

Harry blinked at Draco, before he responded, "You came to apologize to me? You came to apologize to me? I don't believe you." Harry turned his back to him.

Draco nodded his head and commented, "I did. It was uncalled for. And I shouldn't have said what I said…" Harry slowly turned to face him. "I think you could apologize for what you said too." He replied.

"Well I stated the truth… You made up a lie. But I guess I am sorry. That was a bit much." He extended his arm out as if in a greeting fashion. "Truce?"

"Truce." Draco said as he took it.

"Well, now that that's settled… And that we have a truce, can I ask you a favor?" Harry asked oh so sweetly.

"What?"

"Can I go and talk to Ron. I think some time apart will do us justice." He stared down at the letter that Ron had sent him.

Draco sighed as he shook his head yes. Harry smiled as he added, "Go… I'll cover for you. Just promise me you won't practice for Quidditch or I swear I will tell McGonagall. All right?"

"All right!" Harry said as he quickly got up. He thanked Dobby and left the kitchen, leaving Draco to himself and his food.  He finished his meal in silence and was about to leave when Dobby stopped him.

"What's wrong with Dobby's Little One? Why you look sad Little One?" Dobby asked him.

"I'm sad…." Draco said as he smiled at the elf. "Because I finally found my soul mate, yet he doesn't even realize it." He hugged Dobby once more before he got up and headed out of the kitchen.