Chapter 3 Snape's Tutu

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For the rest of the month and part of the next Harry and Draco worked together in the library. That is if you call five tables away from each other 'together'. Of course that was part of the plan, Malfoy had other though.
"Go away," Harry said when he noticed that Draco was standing behind him.
"Oh, that's a nice way to greet you cousin!"
"We should only talk to each other when necessary, Malfoy, so that we don't attract suspicion!" Malfoy raised him eyebrows.
"And how often are you actually in the library usually?" Harry looked at Malfoy.
"Oh you know what I mean!"
"What are we looking for anyway?" Malfoy asked uncertain about what this has to do with Lily.
"Anything." Harry replied.
"A little less specific, Potter you're making my brain hurt," Malfoy said sarcastically.
"Do you want my help or not?" Harry asked annoyed.
"You said to act normal," Malfoy said picking up a book and thumbed through the pages. "Besides I'm starting to think that I'm better of without you." He said closing the book. "There's nothing about Lily!" With that Malfoy threw the book. Harry caught it.
"I wouldn't be so sure," Harry said turning to a page, "See."
"Now I understand." Malfoy said, "But I still don't like it!"
Harry sighed, same old Malfoy.

Hermione and Ron had no idea what was going on with Harry, I mean, hanging around with Malfoy. They'd never thought this would happen they kept trying to talk to him but he was always in the library. "You set a bad example for him Hermione," Ron said as he watched Harry sit in the library. Finally they walked up to him is find out what in the world Harry was doing in a room of books with Malfoy.
"Okay Harry what's going on?" Hermione said in a strict voice that made her sound like McGonagal.
"Nothing," Harry said simply looking through a book.
"Oh stop pretending and just tell us because you know that we'll find out eventually," Hermione countered.
"No, really it's nothing," Harry said still not looking up from his book.
"Oh come on Harry, you talking to Malfoy like he was a human being or something, there's something wrong," Ron said who, to his surprise, made a better point than Hermione.
"Just because I was talking to Malfoy without hurting him, you think the world is ending?" Harry asked, looking up from his book.
"Yeah, that's pretty much what we thought," said Ron.
"Well, you're wrong," Harry said in a very Hermione-like tone, "I was just looking for a book and asked Malfoy to help me find it that's all."
"You asked him for help?" Hermione and Ron said in disbelief.
Harry nodded.
"And he actually helped?" They said still confused.
"Yeah, I think Malfoy is trying to turn over a new leaf," Harry said trying to not laugh at the dumbstruck faces of his two friends, but of course Malfoy wrecked that when he came out from behind the shelves and burst out laughing.
"Well, see you later Harry." Hermione said a they walked out.
"Turning over a new leave," Ron mumbled to Hermione as they walked up to the Common Room, "Yeah right, like that will happen, after I falls for that git!"

Ginny was in the library, but she wasn't reading. She was watching Harry and Draco and, not to her surprise, she was learning more than she would if she was reading. "Harry and Malfoy are related?" she said to herself, unfortunately someone heard her.
"Yeah, unfortunately we are, do you have a problem with that Weasly?"
"Leave her alone Malfoy," Harry said standing up for his best friend's sister and his own crush.
"She knows Potter. We've got to do something."
"Well what do you suggest you do," Ginny said, "Kill me?"
"Maybe," Malfoy said, "but I think I have a better plan." He moved toward her with an evil grin and his wand out. Ginny moved up against the wall but Draco was in close pursuit. He went closer and closer.
"Malfoy..."
"Shut up Potter this is business." By now he had the wand at Ginny's chest. Then he did something that not even him himself would have suspected. He kissed Ginny Wealsy. And it was the best thing that ever happened to him. "Don't tell Weasly," he whispered in her ear, "think of what we'd miss out on."
"Malfoy," she whispered back.
"What?"
"I hate you," and they kissed again. Longer and stronger. Harry couldn't take it anymore. He went to the Gyrffendor Common Room where he prayed that he wouldn't find Snape in a tutu. Too much had gone wrong today.