Draco sat there in bitter silence as he tried to figure out what to do. His head was telling him to let Harry cool down and he'll come to his senses, but his heart… His heart begged him to run and fast after him. After a few moments of this internal struggle he got up and bolted after Harry, knowing he could catch Harry before he reached the painting. Harry was nowhere to be found.
"Harry I'm sorry and I love you, maybe one day you'll let me tell you that." Draco whispered to himself. Draco sighed heavily as he turned and headed back t the Gryffindor commons.
Harry, who was leaning against the wall by The Fat Lady, was holding back tears as he watched Draco come out of the painting looking for him. He was wearing his invisibility cloak and knew Draco wouldn't see him, his green eyes followed his every movement as he looked around and then stopped. He felt burning tears as he heard what Draco said before he returned to the commons.
He slid to the floor as the painting swung close. "I love you too..." he whispered softly and cried to himself. Any one who was anywhere near that hallway, would hear only a quiet weeping from somewhere.
Back in Harry's room Draco sat on the bed with silver streams flowing from his gray eyes. Suddenly Ron and Hermione stormed into the room.
"What the hell is going on here?" Ron demanded.
"Why the hell do you care? I'm miserable you should be doing cartwheels right now." Draco shot back.
"What Ron is trying to say is why are you guys fighting?" Hermione asked softly.
"I don't want to talk about it." Draco snapped.
"If you don't talk about it then you can't work on fixing the problem." She said matter-of-factly.
"What book did you get that line from?" Ron asked with a cocked eyebrow.
"Relationships for dummies…you should try it." She replied sarcastically.
"I…well…you know….puh." Ron sputtered his ears turning a lovely shade of red.
"So?" Hermione asked Draco.
"So what?"
"There's the door go get him or you'll live to regret it." She said pointing toward the door.
Draco looked up at her, tears running down his face. "He's something else isn't he?" He sighed heavily.
"Yes… And you should go tell him that." Hermione said as she placed a hand on his shoulder. "Go… Now or I'll hex you." Draco nodded as he got up to leave. He had just reached the door when he stopped and turned around.
"I'm sorry for all the mean things I've ever said to you. You're really smart, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise." He turned and left Hermione blushing.
"Well, that was fun" Ron said in a rather dry voice.
Hermione didn't even bother to answer Ron but what she did do was start cleaning up Harry's room.
"Hermione Harry is a big boy and can clean his own room."
"I know but this will get to me. Let me just throw these clothes in the closet and then we can be on our merry way."
"It's going to end up on the floor anyway I don't get why you're bothering."
"Well I'm sick and tired of hearing from the House Elves about his room, so unless you are going to conjure me up Tinkerbell, then I will just do it myself." She stated in her usual snippy tone.
"Who's Tinkerbell?" Ron asked as he watched Hermione go to the closet door and open it.
"She's the fairy… Where did they get these!?" she exclaimed as she pulled out a pair of pink fuzzy handcuffs, that suspiciously looked like the ones from the other day. She pulled out more handcuffs and other things. "Where on earth!"
Ron was shocked as he found the note from Fred 'N' George. "Oh my Lord!" he said as his ears turned a dark pink.
"Wha…" Hermione said as she was still digging in the closet. "Hey! A book!" She opened the book and started to flip through, her face turned pink as she watched the pictures moving in odd ways.
"What kind of a book?" Ron asked as he tried to put the thought of the note out of his head.
"How in the world do you do that?" She asked as she turned the book upside down.
"Do what?" Ron asked as he knelt down beside her. She handed the book to Ron, who smiled devilishly. "Well then… I suppose we can find out." He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her deeply.
"Yeah, I guess we could. They won't be back for awhile." Hermione said in a seductive voice. She walked over to the bed sat down and gave Ron a come here and play look.