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-CHAPTER TWO-

After a stern lecturing from the Hogwarts staff and an assigment of three weeks detention Harry, Ron and Hermione went walking back to the Gryffindor common room. "Well at least we didn't get expelled, right?" Harry asked his two solemn looking friends. Ron shrugged.

As the turned a corner Harry spotted Draco walking down a long corridor, "Um guys, I forgot something back in the uh.. back in the headmaster's office." He said as he pretended to turn and walk the other way. "I'll meet you back at the common room!"

"We can just come with you", Ron replied, turning to walk with Harry.

"NO! I mean thanks but no thanks, I'm fine. I will be along soon." He replied, walking quickly away before they could protest. Hermione shrugged and lead Ron away by the arm. Harry then made a quick turn and ran the way he had seen Draco go.

Draco turned to face Harry, hearing him run up behind him in the corridor. "What do you want Potter?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I.. I wanted to talk to you." Harry replied.

"Go on."

"Well, um.. you see.." Harry fidgeted.

Draco looked intrigued but replied, "Spit it out or stop wasting my time."

"Ok, um so canwebefriends?" Harry said in one quick breath.

"What was that?"

"Friends. Can we be friends?" Harry shuffled his feet and looked down.

"I think you want to be more than friends Potter. I see the way you've been looking at me, how dumb do you think I am?" All Harry could do was blush. "And.." Draco said, taking a step closer, "I think we might could give it a try."

Harry looked up. "You mean, um.. you like me too?"

"I never said I liked you Potter. I said we could give it a try. Meet me at 10 tonight outside the potions classroom." Harry gulped and nodded, and Draco took back off down the hallway. Harry went over all the possible scenerios for the night in his mind on the walk back to the Gryffindor common room.


Harry made sure he looked his best for his meeting with Draco that night. He put on his favorite cologne and his favorite outfit, combed his hair and gelled it and headed down into the common room to wait until it was time to leave. When he arrived down Ron looked up and asked, "Where are you going so dressed up at this hour?"

"I'm meeting Draco." Harry replied with a grin.

"Draco!? WHY?" Ron demanded.

"He knows I like him. We're going to talk." Harry grinned. He had figured that he must have had feelings for Draco before, and his friends must have known all about it.

"YOU LIKE HIM?" Ron was turning red.

"Yes, I like him. You didn't know that?"

"No, we didn't. You two were enemies, Harry. This is not such a good idea to go meet him." Hermione chimed in., laying a hand on Ron's shoulder to calm him.

"We couldn't be enemies. I see no reason I would ever dislike him." Harry replied, dryly.

"Well you were. I wish you could remember." Hermione whispered.

"Don't you remember anything yet?" Ron asked.

"Why is it such a big deal that I remember? I'm making my friends back... things are fine." Harry said.

"Because Harry. Just because." Ron replied. He looked so sad, Harry's heart sank, he wanted to stay and help.. stay and remember but he had to meet Draco.

"I have to go, I'm sorry."

"No Harry!" Harmione cried. "It's probably a trap. Don't go!"

Ron jumped in front of the doorway. "Just stay with us, it will all be ok. I just wish you could remember Draco the way we know him. You're so starstruck that you don't even care."

"I'm going. It's final!" Harry said, trying to move Ron out of the way. Seamus and Neville helped Ron and Hermione drag him to a chair by the roaring fire and keep him there.

"You can't Harry, we won't let you. You could be in danger." Hermione said softly.

"Let me.." Harry tried to protest but the boys held him tight while Hermione used every memory charm she could think of. By the time Harry finally got away it was 10:30, he took off running down the corridors to the potions classroom.

When he reached the place that he was to meet Draco, no one was there. "Damnit!" He sluggishly made his way back to the common room, annoyed at how his so called 'friends' had acted. 'I won't forget this. Some friends.'


Next chapter: Draco thinks Harry stood him up. The real slash begins.