The Strangest Morning (Harry's P.O.V)

Yesterday, was very strange. It wasn't expected ...no not at all. It all seemed normal, I poured Ron, Hermione and myself the usual 3 cups of coffee and dished out the toast. As I was spreading marmalade for Ron (he's so useless) I was awoken from a daydream by Seamus exclaiming
"What the fuck ?!". Following everyone's shocked gaze my eyes fell onto Draco Malfoy standing in the doorway wearing
"A navy uniform ?" said a bemused Ron. The pupils in the hall watched as he swaggered up towards the top table, his blonde hair protruding from beneath the hat. Draco's pale skin was set off by the white material and the tailoring of the jacket showed his slender silhouette.He looked extremely hot for a muggle hating, death eater spawn Slytherin ..not that I'd ever admit that. The on-lookers gasped as Draco dipped his head and held out his hand to Dumbledore who took it and shook it with a smile. So does this mean hes on our side ? From the look of Dumbledore's face I'd say yes.
"Wonder what brought this goodness on ?" asked Hermione and from the expression on the faces around me, everyone wanted to know.

Draco turned round and the question was answered. He was scanning the faces of the Gryffindors when we locked eyes. Draco smiled, something so unusual on him it looked completely foreign, it was genuine and well ...gorgeous. As he walked towards me music randomly broke out.

He pulled me up off my chair and suddenly ....

Love lifts us up where we belong

Draco hooked his arm round my knees and lifted me up, I took off his hat and sat it on my head the wrapped my arms round his neck.

where the eagles fly, on a mountain high

He carried me out the hall but stopped in the doorway and turned us round. He looked down at me and smiled again; I never noticed before but his eyes weren't the steely grey I thought but a vibrant blue instead. As a cool breeze blew in behind us and everyone in the hall held their breath, Draco leant down and pressed his lips to mine. Pupils and teachers clapped and cheered. He slipped his tongue lightly into my mouth, he tasted like sweet tea and a warm tingling shot through my entire body as he carried me out of the hall.

He headed down towards the Slytherin dungeons and pulled out far enough to whisper
"Love ya Potter."