The sound of the school bell rang and Harry jumped up. He had completely forgotten that they had missed all of Double Defense Against the Dark Arts. He grabbed his letter, shoved it in his pocket, and raced out of his room. He saw Malfoy also coming from his own room and making to leave. Harry, yet again, pushed Malfoy out of the way and went through the opening first.
He had to run to make it to N.E.W.T potions on time. He sat down next to a very curious Hermione and handed her the letter while he caught his breath. He saw Malfoy walk in gracefully and take a spot next to Blaise. Harry was still extremely mad about everything, and still very pissed and hurt about what Draco had said about his mother.
Hermione, being the fast reader she was, looked up at Harry already horror stricken. She mouthed "That's so unfair!" and then moved to put the note in her pocket, but it was too late. Professor Snape had made his way over to their table and was looking down at them, his greasy black hair covering his cold black eyes.
"What's this, Miss Granger?" he said taking it and reading it rapidly. He started to laugh evilly and then spat out, "Is it true Mr. Malfoy, you've got to live with our little celebrity?"
Draco's heart sank. How was he supposed to respond? He was happy about having to live with Harry, but he didn't want the whole class to know it. He listened quietly as Professor Snape read out the note. Harry had called Draco a "git", "asshole", and a "Dark Lord Worshiper". Each one of those insults stung his heart like silver daggers.
He kept his head high the whole time, Malfoys never pout. Malfoys never show weakness. Malfoys never let people get away with disgracing their name. He shot a forced glare at Potter and mouthed "I'll get you for this!" All he really wanted to do was run up to Harry and hug him, apologize for everything, and no... "Stop it Draco!" he commanded him self.
That day at lunch Draco asked Blaise to meet him at his knew home around six o'clock. He wanted to finally admit everything to him and ask him for help. He needed a way to seduce Harry. He no longer wanted to just be friends. He wanted to hug Harry, to kiss Harry, to love Harry. And he wanted to be loved back.
That night after dinner Blaise knocked on his door and Draco pulled him in quickly then checked to make sure Harry wasn't in the common room, where he might over hear their conversation. He motioned for Blaise to take a seat and then took a deep breath. "Brace yourself." He told him everything. His magical sensation. He dreams. His hopes and wishes.
Blaise just sat there taking it all in and then started cracking up. "What're you playing at Draco? You...and Potter! Yea, and I'm Merlin himself!" Draco slapped his friend and then sat next to him looking seriously at him. "Zambini, I'm serious! I think...I....I think I love P-Harry!"
Blaise held his reddened flesh for a few seconds and then looked at the serious and depressed look on his friends face. He sighed and then said "Draco, if you really want this, I'll help you. I don't know why you would... I mean that Mud Blood lover... he's not even a pure blood..." he discontinued his insults as he spotted the threatening look on Draco's face.
Draco was so glad to have it all off his chest, but he was still worried. He didn't want Blaise to think any differently of him. They had always been very close, Blaise knew the true Draco, and if they were really friends he'd accept this truly. Draco kept telling himself that.
"Well, we have to take advantage of your situation." Blaise started, "It seems like a "house warming party" is just what you need." He winked at Draco and continued, "It's really simple, I'll work my charm on one of his Gryffindork friends and convince them to invite their friends for a party. Then me and a couple of our friends will come too. We can play truth or dare, spin the bottle, ya know... the works!"
Draco smiled and asked, "What if Harry doesn't participate?"
"We'll just have to keep trying. It'll be a way for you to work your Malfoy Prince Charming act on him with a little snogg and then you can brake him in later."
Draco thought about it for awhile, it seemed like a good idea; and even if it wasn't he didn't really have anything better. He sent Zambini to start the plan. He went to sleep early that night without even doing his potions homework, he knew Snape would give him full marks anyway.
Over the next couple of day Harry told Ron about his situation. Ron blew up and marched right to Dumbledore's office, and Harry and Hermione ran after him and stopped him before he made a fool of him self...again! Harry was seeing less and less of his two best friends then ever, and really wanted to reconnect with his Gryffindor friends. He was actually very pleased to hear this from Seamus:
"Oy, Harry! Long time no chat, mate. Look I had a run in with Zambini last night. He says him and a few pals are having a party to brake Draco into the knew place. He says me, Dean, Ron, Hermione and the gang and come and have one for you too. I know what you're thinking... but it sounds pretty legitimate. It'll be fun! I could use a party. Damn back to school blues!"
Harry accepted and invited Rom, Hermione, Ginny, Dean, Neville, Lavender, and Parvati also. A party would help raise his sprits again, even if it was with the Slytherins. Besides, he was supposed to be getting along with Draco right? A party seemed like the prefect illusion to fool Dumbledore into thinking they were actually friends.
On the first Friday night of the school year, Harry greeted his friends and turned on some music from his knew Magi-record player. They stood on the right side of the room sipping butter beer Doby had given them happily. He looked to the other side of the room and saw Draco talking nervously with his Slytherin friends, who were all drinking large glasses of Fire Whiskey. Harry noticed that Crabbe and Goyle were not present, maybe they weren't the partying type.
Soon Zambini came over and started talking with Seamus. That seemed to have broken the ice and soon Lavender was talking to Pansy, and Parvati was flirting with James. Harry caught Draco looking at him again. What was up with that git now a days? He decided to go and talk to him, maybe if other people were convinced they were friends, Dumbledore would be too.
Draco's heart raced. Harry was walking over to him. He tried to act cool and ended up knocking over class over Fire Whiskey, witch he quickly cleaned up with his wand, hopping Harry hadn't seen it.
"Hello Malfoy." Harry spoke through gritted teeth.
"H-Hi there Harry." Draco smiled, he was finally talking to him like a normal human being!
"Having fun?"
"Not really, I'm used to a bit more wild parties. We Slytherins sure do know how to through some pretty fun raves."
"Really, us Gryffindor usually only party for celebration, and there isn't really anything to celebrate here, so no ones all that excited."
Draco thought the exact opposite. He was very excited, and could think of a list of things to celebrate. (He was living with Harry, he was at a party with Harry, he was about to play truth or dare with Harry, and he was talking to him!) He glanced around the room and spotted Zambini. He wanted to give him the sign to start the game before Harry got angry or anything.
He waited until Harry looked away and then mouthed, "This would be the PERFECT time Blaise!" to his friend, who then said "Anyone up for a game? Truth or dare, perhaps?" There was a murmur around the room and a few people started to form a circle on the floor. A few more people joined, and eventually the only people not in on the game were Neville and Harry. Neville was so nervous that he looked as if he were about to brake out in hives. He said he'd forgotten to do something and left. (That might not have even been a lie, Longbottom was forgetting things left and right!)
Harry hesitated and then took a seat between Lavender and Ron. "I'll start." beamed Draco. "Humm... Weaslette, I mean... Ginny. True or dare?"
"Truth."
"How do you feel about Potter here?"
Ginny's face turned redder than her hair and she exclaimed that she was madly in love with Harry and that she knew she would never be with him. She went on about this in tears for minutes and then ran out of the room. Harry made to get up and follow her but Dean said, "I'll go." and ran off after her.
After Hermione had to kiss Blaise, Ron had to put his hand in a jar of spiders, and Lavender had to tell everyone her secret crush (Neville), Blaise took his opportunity. They both knew that Potter would pick dare, because he was brave and wanted to prove himself to anyone who would listen.
"Potter... truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you.... to kiss...no! Make out with Draco."
"What?!" Harry and Ron exchanged worried looks. "I'd rather go to class naked!"
"That can be arranged." Draco said and smiled at the thought. He wouldn't mind seeing Harry in the nude, but he'd prefer a kiss.
Harry couldn't believe his ears. He was expected to make out with Draco? And Draco didn't seem appalled by it at all!?! He couldn't back down, Hermione reminded him of that, and he knew they would never let him live it down either way. At least if he went through with it, he would still be brave, he would still show them he wouldn't back down for anything.
He let his guard down and moved through the circle towards Draco. Draco moved in closer to him and put his cold, pale hand on Harry's face. Harry shivered, how could anyone's hands be that cold when they were in a heated room? He felt a cold finger move across his face and brush against his face. Then Draco closed his eyes and leaned forward. Harry did the same and was surprised at what he was met with.
Draco's lips were so warm. So warm on a body that was so cold. Then Draco's tongue came and begged for access into Harry's mouth. As much as he hated to, he allowed it in. He felt the warm tongue swim lovingly around his mouth. "Draco is obviously enjoying this." Harry told himself.
As Draco's tongue caressed Harry's he noticed that Harry started to kiss him back. He was so overwhelmed with joy that he almost wanted to pull away and just tackle Harry. But he controlled his hormones and just kept sweetly massaging Harry's tongue with much pleasure.
Harry's common sense started to talk to him, "You can't be enjoying this, Harry! Get a hold of yourself!" He didn't want to listen to it anymore. He was actually enjoying this. The only person he had ever kissed was Cho Chang, and that wasn't much of a kiss. Eventually he had to breathe, although he felt like he'd already been holding his breath for hours.
Unwillingly, Harry pulled away from Draco and opened his eyes. He looked out of the corners of his eyes and saw everyone staring at them. He snapped back to reality and drew back from the blonde. He stared a few minutes into Draco's silvery pools of water he claimed to be his eyes. They were so soft, happy, and loving. Harry had never seen them like this before.
He couldn't let everyone think he liked it, even if maybe...just maybe, he had. He stood up and said "Hope you enjoyed it Malfoy, because it's the most you'll ever be getting from me for the rest of your life!" Draco also stood and said, "Yeah well, actually I didn't enjoy it, Potter. But YOU seemed awfully happy about it until you pulled away." They both marched off to their rooms and slammed the doors, leaving their friends to clean up and leave without saying "goodbye".
A/N: Yay! Kisses! Well... now that Harry has realized that he actually might like Draco, it'll be a lot easier to write his part! I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I can! Review!!
He had to run to make it to N.E.W.T potions on time. He sat down next to a very curious Hermione and handed her the letter while he caught his breath. He saw Malfoy walk in gracefully and take a spot next to Blaise. Harry was still extremely mad about everything, and still very pissed and hurt about what Draco had said about his mother.
Hermione, being the fast reader she was, looked up at Harry already horror stricken. She mouthed "That's so unfair!" and then moved to put the note in her pocket, but it was too late. Professor Snape had made his way over to their table and was looking down at them, his greasy black hair covering his cold black eyes.
"What's this, Miss Granger?" he said taking it and reading it rapidly. He started to laugh evilly and then spat out, "Is it true Mr. Malfoy, you've got to live with our little celebrity?"
Draco's heart sank. How was he supposed to respond? He was happy about having to live with Harry, but he didn't want the whole class to know it. He listened quietly as Professor Snape read out the note. Harry had called Draco a "git", "asshole", and a "Dark Lord Worshiper". Each one of those insults stung his heart like silver daggers.
He kept his head high the whole time, Malfoys never pout. Malfoys never show weakness. Malfoys never let people get away with disgracing their name. He shot a forced glare at Potter and mouthed "I'll get you for this!" All he really wanted to do was run up to Harry and hug him, apologize for everything, and no... "Stop it Draco!" he commanded him self.
That day at lunch Draco asked Blaise to meet him at his knew home around six o'clock. He wanted to finally admit everything to him and ask him for help. He needed a way to seduce Harry. He no longer wanted to just be friends. He wanted to hug Harry, to kiss Harry, to love Harry. And he wanted to be loved back.
That night after dinner Blaise knocked on his door and Draco pulled him in quickly then checked to make sure Harry wasn't in the common room, where he might over hear their conversation. He motioned for Blaise to take a seat and then took a deep breath. "Brace yourself." He told him everything. His magical sensation. He dreams. His hopes and wishes.
Blaise just sat there taking it all in and then started cracking up. "What're you playing at Draco? You...and Potter! Yea, and I'm Merlin himself!" Draco slapped his friend and then sat next to him looking seriously at him. "Zambini, I'm serious! I think...I....I think I love P-Harry!"
Blaise held his reddened flesh for a few seconds and then looked at the serious and depressed look on his friends face. He sighed and then said "Draco, if you really want this, I'll help you. I don't know why you would... I mean that Mud Blood lover... he's not even a pure blood..." he discontinued his insults as he spotted the threatening look on Draco's face.
Draco was so glad to have it all off his chest, but he was still worried. He didn't want Blaise to think any differently of him. They had always been very close, Blaise knew the true Draco, and if they were really friends he'd accept this truly. Draco kept telling himself that.
"Well, we have to take advantage of your situation." Blaise started, "It seems like a "house warming party" is just what you need." He winked at Draco and continued, "It's really simple, I'll work my charm on one of his Gryffindork friends and convince them to invite their friends for a party. Then me and a couple of our friends will come too. We can play truth or dare, spin the bottle, ya know... the works!"
Draco smiled and asked, "What if Harry doesn't participate?"
"We'll just have to keep trying. It'll be a way for you to work your Malfoy Prince Charming act on him with a little snogg and then you can brake him in later."
Draco thought about it for awhile, it seemed like a good idea; and even if it wasn't he didn't really have anything better. He sent Zambini to start the plan. He went to sleep early that night without even doing his potions homework, he knew Snape would give him full marks anyway.
Over the next couple of day Harry told Ron about his situation. Ron blew up and marched right to Dumbledore's office, and Harry and Hermione ran after him and stopped him before he made a fool of him self...again! Harry was seeing less and less of his two best friends then ever, and really wanted to reconnect with his Gryffindor friends. He was actually very pleased to hear this from Seamus:
"Oy, Harry! Long time no chat, mate. Look I had a run in with Zambini last night. He says him and a few pals are having a party to brake Draco into the knew place. He says me, Dean, Ron, Hermione and the gang and come and have one for you too. I know what you're thinking... but it sounds pretty legitimate. It'll be fun! I could use a party. Damn back to school blues!"
Harry accepted and invited Rom, Hermione, Ginny, Dean, Neville, Lavender, and Parvati also. A party would help raise his sprits again, even if it was with the Slytherins. Besides, he was supposed to be getting along with Draco right? A party seemed like the prefect illusion to fool Dumbledore into thinking they were actually friends.
On the first Friday night of the school year, Harry greeted his friends and turned on some music from his knew Magi-record player. They stood on the right side of the room sipping butter beer Doby had given them happily. He looked to the other side of the room and saw Draco talking nervously with his Slytherin friends, who were all drinking large glasses of Fire Whiskey. Harry noticed that Crabbe and Goyle were not present, maybe they weren't the partying type.
Soon Zambini came over and started talking with Seamus. That seemed to have broken the ice and soon Lavender was talking to Pansy, and Parvati was flirting with James. Harry caught Draco looking at him again. What was up with that git now a days? He decided to go and talk to him, maybe if other people were convinced they were friends, Dumbledore would be too.
Draco's heart raced. Harry was walking over to him. He tried to act cool and ended up knocking over class over Fire Whiskey, witch he quickly cleaned up with his wand, hopping Harry hadn't seen it.
"Hello Malfoy." Harry spoke through gritted teeth.
"H-Hi there Harry." Draco smiled, he was finally talking to him like a normal human being!
"Having fun?"
"Not really, I'm used to a bit more wild parties. We Slytherins sure do know how to through some pretty fun raves."
"Really, us Gryffindor usually only party for celebration, and there isn't really anything to celebrate here, so no ones all that excited."
Draco thought the exact opposite. He was very excited, and could think of a list of things to celebrate. (He was living with Harry, he was at a party with Harry, he was about to play truth or dare with Harry, and he was talking to him!) He glanced around the room and spotted Zambini. He wanted to give him the sign to start the game before Harry got angry or anything.
He waited until Harry looked away and then mouthed, "This would be the PERFECT time Blaise!" to his friend, who then said "Anyone up for a game? Truth or dare, perhaps?" There was a murmur around the room and a few people started to form a circle on the floor. A few more people joined, and eventually the only people not in on the game were Neville and Harry. Neville was so nervous that he looked as if he were about to brake out in hives. He said he'd forgotten to do something and left. (That might not have even been a lie, Longbottom was forgetting things left and right!)
Harry hesitated and then took a seat between Lavender and Ron. "I'll start." beamed Draco. "Humm... Weaslette, I mean... Ginny. True or dare?"
"Truth."
"How do you feel about Potter here?"
Ginny's face turned redder than her hair and she exclaimed that she was madly in love with Harry and that she knew she would never be with him. She went on about this in tears for minutes and then ran out of the room. Harry made to get up and follow her but Dean said, "I'll go." and ran off after her.
After Hermione had to kiss Blaise, Ron had to put his hand in a jar of spiders, and Lavender had to tell everyone her secret crush (Neville), Blaise took his opportunity. They both knew that Potter would pick dare, because he was brave and wanted to prove himself to anyone who would listen.
"Potter... truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"I dare you.... to kiss...no! Make out with Draco."
"What?!" Harry and Ron exchanged worried looks. "I'd rather go to class naked!"
"That can be arranged." Draco said and smiled at the thought. He wouldn't mind seeing Harry in the nude, but he'd prefer a kiss.
Harry couldn't believe his ears. He was expected to make out with Draco? And Draco didn't seem appalled by it at all!?! He couldn't back down, Hermione reminded him of that, and he knew they would never let him live it down either way. At least if he went through with it, he would still be brave, he would still show them he wouldn't back down for anything.
He let his guard down and moved through the circle towards Draco. Draco moved in closer to him and put his cold, pale hand on Harry's face. Harry shivered, how could anyone's hands be that cold when they were in a heated room? He felt a cold finger move across his face and brush against his face. Then Draco closed his eyes and leaned forward. Harry did the same and was surprised at what he was met with.
Draco's lips were so warm. So warm on a body that was so cold. Then Draco's tongue came and begged for access into Harry's mouth. As much as he hated to, he allowed it in. He felt the warm tongue swim lovingly around his mouth. "Draco is obviously enjoying this." Harry told himself.
As Draco's tongue caressed Harry's he noticed that Harry started to kiss him back. He was so overwhelmed with joy that he almost wanted to pull away and just tackle Harry. But he controlled his hormones and just kept sweetly massaging Harry's tongue with much pleasure.
Harry's common sense started to talk to him, "You can't be enjoying this, Harry! Get a hold of yourself!" He didn't want to listen to it anymore. He was actually enjoying this. The only person he had ever kissed was Cho Chang, and that wasn't much of a kiss. Eventually he had to breathe, although he felt like he'd already been holding his breath for hours.
Unwillingly, Harry pulled away from Draco and opened his eyes. He looked out of the corners of his eyes and saw everyone staring at them. He snapped back to reality and drew back from the blonde. He stared a few minutes into Draco's silvery pools of water he claimed to be his eyes. They were so soft, happy, and loving. Harry had never seen them like this before.
He couldn't let everyone think he liked it, even if maybe...just maybe, he had. He stood up and said "Hope you enjoyed it Malfoy, because it's the most you'll ever be getting from me for the rest of your life!" Draco also stood and said, "Yeah well, actually I didn't enjoy it, Potter. But YOU seemed awfully happy about it until you pulled away." They both marched off to their rooms and slammed the doors, leaving their friends to clean up and leave without saying "goodbye".
A/N: Yay! Kisses! Well... now that Harry has realized that he actually might like Draco, it'll be a lot easier to write his part! I'll have the next chapter up as soon as I can! Review!!