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"Harry, you're early. What a nice surprise." Snape sneered. Harry sat there idly. He had no intentions of starting a fight with him today.
"Now. Class. Open your books to page 905." Snap ordered. Apparently, Harry was the only person to have heard this. Draco was too busy arguing with Percy about the magical properties of her hair, and some boy from Ravenclaw was half asleep. Snape's lip curled. "20 points to..Gryffindor. Because apparently we are having a hard time understanding the process of opening a book." he sneered, then he turned to the board. Harry's mind slipped again. He was still really annoyed by the fact Ron and 'Mione are together, and didn't bother to tell him. And he was still utterly confused about Seamus and his..weird behavior. He sighed. And shifted in his seat, when he felt someone poking at his ribs. Harry hardly noticed, until someone sat beside him. His eyes dully met a pair of silver ones. He jumped back a bit. "Draco." He said with a nod. Draco merely smiled. "Hey. You should probably stay awake. " He sneered. "You dont want to get behind in this class." he said. "Oh really Draco? Since when do you care about the failures and successes of the-boy-who-lived, when he himself doesnt care?" Harry said audaciously. Draco opened his mouth, but he was taken aback by the look of sheer pain in the eyes of the boy he always hated.
"Ok Harry. Listen to me. This needs to stop, ok? I don't want us hating each other for no reason." Draco pleaded." No one is here for you Harry, and it isnt right. I mean..I.." Harry interrupted him. "What about your friends Draco? I'm sure they disagree with you even speaking with me now.." Harry said in a whisper. Draco scoffed. "Who cares Po-Harry. Lets talk later. Lets meet during dinner alright? And in the mean time, watch out for that Seamus character. A real weird one." Draco said with a smile, as he rose and returned to his normal seat. Harry smiled. Is this real? Does he mean this? Oh..hes so beautiful. Oh I mean. Oh I dont even know what I mean anymore...Harry continued with his thoughts all day. He was quite anxious about his "meeting" at dinner.
His anxiety came to a peak as dinner came along. He didnt bother to eat. He was more concerned about what Draco had going on in his head. Harry was almost lost in his anxiety, until he felt someone place a hand on his shoulder. He jumped slightly, and turned to see Draco standing there. The hall became silent. Everyone was watching them. "Oh. Hello Draco." Harry said with a smile as he stood. "So where we off too? " He questioned, grabbing his school bag. "No idea. Lets go before these staring tosspots have a fit. " He groaned. They both laughed, and walked out of the great hall together.
Eyes followed. And it was Ron who broke the silence with a very audible "What in the bloody hell."
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The walked down an empty corridor, silence and awkwardness lingering around them. They eventually made their way to a way. Just a wall. Harry tilted his head and opened his mouth to speak, but Draco put his hand up, signaling him not to speak. "Harry Potter." Draco announced to the wall. Just then, a small door came out of the wall, and they both made their way inside. They both set their things beside a large sofa next to a fireplace. The room was much like a common room, but it lacked the school spirit colors. "Harry Potter eh?" Harry questioned. "No one would have guessed it. he shrugged. "So..." Draco began. "About earlier. Like I was saying. I feel just..terrible about they way Ive been treating you. And. Ive." Draco stuttered. "I'm. Well I've been going through some hard times myself. My f-father, he has disowned me." Draco said quietly, staring into the carpet. After a few moments of sullen silence. "..Why?" Harry finally said. Draco sighed, and his face slightly reddened. "He found out that I have interests, well..interests in, boys. I mean. Im not gay. Well I am kinda of. I mean. ugh. just. fuck." Draco bit his lip.
Harry just smiled. "And what the hell is so wrong with that? I mean. I think we all swing both ways, Draco." Harry said, almost seductively. Draco looked up at him. "Really? I thought you would hate me for this Harry."
"Not at all. So. Who do you fancy eh Mr. Draco?" Harry teased.
"Erm. No one. Right. no one." His face reddened, and all Harry could think of was how attractive he was with a bit of color to his face.
Harry and Draco talked all night, like old friends until about 9 in the evening.
"Christ Draco. its late. We need to get back. " Harry said with sigh. "Lets hang out sometime yes? " Draco questioned Harry. Harry nodded. They both stood, and grabbed their things. They still laughed about some of the topics of the evenings conversations as they walked down the hall.
"Well Harry. Goodnight. " Draco said through a yawn, then he began to turn and walk away. "Wait..no good night kissies Mr. Malfoy?" Harry said teasingly. Draco just turned and smiled. "Not yet." he said maliciously. With out warning, Harry stepped forward, and his face met Draco's. The air suddenly seemed heavy, and Draco seemed very apprehensive. Their eyes read each others. A strange bond was formed then and there. A permanent truce. Harry smiled, and whispered in Draco's ear "Just tell me when ,ok?." and He was off to the tower.
He left behind and quivering Draco, who smiled ethereally at the boy he seemed to be falling for.
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Bam.