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Warning: SLASH...yummy

Love, By Accident: The Train

At six that night Draco lead Hermione to an empty classroom on the fourth floor.

"Why so early?" She asked.

"Because your date has detention at eight."

"Sounds like someone else we know." She smiled. Harry was back in Draco's room, having a lye down before he's 'stuck in hell for four hours,' as he put it.

"This is where I leave you," Draco said once they'd reached the door.

"Remember-"

"You have every right to leave, I know Granger. Just go, enjoy yourself. I don't think you'll be disappointed."

Hermione eyed Draco suspiciously before taking a deep breath and opening the door to find Blaise at a table for a candle-lit dinner.

Draco smiled and headed back to his room where Harry was resting.

"'Mione and Blaise, hm?" He asked from the bed.

"I think it'll be good for both of them." Draco said, crawling on top of Harry and kissing him.

"Good for us too...we won't feel so couple-y around Hermione."

"I was more drawn to not having to spend so much time around Hermione, and more time alone..."

Harry smirked and pulled Draco down for a heated kiss.

The next week passed rather quickly.

Hermione and Blaise' date went well, and left them hanging on each other every opportunity (and snogging in empty classrooms daily).

Harry's detentions were finally over, and they had heard nothing from Ron, Crabbe, or Goyle in the last week (A/N: It's been believed that some of the reviewers took it into their own hands to make sure these three are out of the story...permanently).

Now it was the day everyone left for holiday.

"It's only two weeks, you can write her everyday if you're THAT desperate." Blaise was sulking because Hermione had to go to muggle London and stay with her parents and he had to go and stay with his family. So Draco was left to cheer him up.

"Look who's talking, Harry gets to come with you to the Manor."

"Yeah well...I think we'll purposely snog in the sitting room so when Snape comes he walks in on us."

Blaise laughed as Hermione and Harry came down from Gryffindor tower.

"Ready to go?" Harry asked, a pleasant smile on his face.

Draco pulled him over for a kiss, as did Hermione to Blaise.

"Let's go then," Harry grabbed Draco's hand and the four went out to the horse-less carriages.

When they reached the train station Blaise and Hermione went off to find and empty compartment to –cough- study...yeah, they were studying, let's go with that.

Harry pulled Draco into a compartment of their own. Draco took a seat by the window as Harry closed the door.

"You okay?" He asked.

Draco sighed. "I need to prep you for Malfoy Manor."

Harry lay down on the seat, putting his head in Draco's lap. "Ready."

"First off, my mom does NOT need to know that we are anything but friends. She's such a homophobe, it's not even funny."

"Alright," Harry pretended like he was taking notes. "Avoid Narcissa at all costs, check."

"And I think she's cheating on my father...again. So we'll have to be careful around him too. Thankfully though, the only time we'll really have to see them is at dinner-we always eat together- and randomly around the house."

"Anything else?"

"Oh, never EVER mention Dumbledore...ever."

"Not in favor of the guy?"

"He got her fiancée sent to Azkaban after they graduated...it's a long stupid story." He closed his eyes and leaned his head back.

"It'll be fine," Harry reached up and caressed his check.

Draco leaned in to the touch. "I wish my dad were there...he's a hell of a lot better than Narcissa."

Harry laughed bitterly.

"I'm serious!" Draco looked down at Harry. "When you've seen him he was under heavy surveillance...you know, the whole thing where he was a Death Eater. At the Manor he's better, he can be himself."

Harry saw how passionately Draco talked about his father. "Okay, I believe you. Now," he got up and pulled a blanket down from the overhead. "I'm going to take a nap before we get there."

"Grab my book?"

Harry fumbled around in Draco's bag a few minutes before retrieving Shakespeare's 'Romeo and Juliet.'

He examined the book. "You like this?"

Draco nodded. "The whole captivating forbidden love story. It reminds me of us."

Harry smiled and handed the blonde the book, then settled himself on the seat again, head still in Draco's lap. "You know they both die at the end."

"Shut up! I haven't gotten there!"

"Sorry," Harry smirked and closed his eyes.

A while later, Blaise walked into the compartment to find Harry still sleeping on Draco. Draco lowered his book and looked at Blaise.

"Got a condom?" He asked.

"Oh for Merlin's sake Blaise! On the train!?"

Blaise laughed. "No, Hermione went to find her cat, and I just wanted to see you're reaction."

Draco threw the book at him. Blaise picked it up and took a seat across from him.

"I'll try to stop by over the break if I can."

"That won't be necessary," Draco said flatly, reaching for his book.

Blaise pulled it out of his reach. "C'mon, I want to meet 'Cissa's new conquest."

Draco glared at him. "Give me the book Blaise and leave."

"Don't be like that Dray...I'm kidding."

"Well I'm not." Harry stirred in Draco's lap.

"What's going on?" He asked sleepily.

"Nothing, Blaise was just leaving."

"Was I? Must of forgotten." He stood up and tossed the book to Draco. "Sorry for waking you Harry, but we're almost at platform nine and three quarters."

He walked out and closed the door.

"Everything okay?" Harry asked seeing the irritated expression on Draco's face.

"Oh yeah...everything's fine," He spat.

"Well, I'm not convinced, but we should get our stuff together, so I'll let it go for now. Besides, I have more things to worry about...I'm spending two weeks in Malfoy Manor." He smiled and kissed Draco, pulling him up off the seat.