This Lullaby
Chapter 2: Bittersweet
Harry coughed as he held his stomach in pain. Gosh, that punch hurt like hell. He stood up shakily and walked out the door, stumbling a bit. As soon as he was out the room, though, he straightened up and regained his composure.
On the other hand, Draco was smirking gleefully as he walked down the corridor to the entrance of the Slytherin Common Room.
Harry opened his eyes groggily and shook his head. Was it all a dream? The stab of pain answered his question just perfectly. He sighed tiredly and sat up in bed, looking towards his best friend's bed. The red head was sleeping soundly, except for a few grunts and rolling. Harry grinned at the sight and slid out of bed silently, trudging to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
The day didn't turn out to be any better than the last. Instead, it got worse. Harry's friends were going on and on, asking him about why he was so late to the common room the previous night, and… Draco was Draco, except he was trying to seduce him in the same manner he had used yesterday.
"Get lost, Malfoy." Harry grumbled the 4th time that morning.
Draco pouted and slung an arm around Harry's shoulders, making Harry jump and push him away immediately.
"But Harry, I thought you wanted to shag me." He whined, settling for crossing his arms on his chest in a way he hoped was different from others.
Harry wasn't impressed; instead he shoved past Draco and headed straight for the Great Hall. This made Draco grit his teeth in annoyance and determination. He motioned for his two goons to go into the Great hall with him. And they did just that, boasting about and pushing students over so they could move to their table.
Choosing to lose his side of arrogance, Draco moved to the Gryffindor table to eat that morning. He plopped down right across Harry. Harry, in response, choked on his pumpkin juice and groaned.
"What do you want this time!" He asked, exasperated.
Draco shrugged and rested his chin on the palm of his hand, watching Harry with mild interest.
"Nothing at all… Don't look at me like that. I'm serious. I was just trying to get in your pants earlier, not in that way, but to annoy you. Now, I don't really know!" He exclaimed, throwing his arms up to exaggerate his point.
Harry quirked an eyebrow suspiciously, running a hand through his ruffled hair in slight amusement.
"Are you trying to apologize? 'Because I don't think it's going to work out; you being an obnoxious Malfoy git and all." He implied, nodding dramatically.
Draco grimaced and shot him a death glare.
"I'm not apologizing for anything! … And it can too work out! Just because I'm a Malfoy doesn't mean I can't do that crap you Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs do." He emphasized angrily.
Harry held up his hands defensively, narrowing his eyes at Draco quizzically.
"What's wrong with you, you high or something?" He demanded, pursing his lips.
Draco scoffed, looking affronted. "Of course not, Potter." He snapped, sighing in frustration. He hoped Harry would get it soon.
Dean glanced sideways at them and smirked, turning to face the pair. "Harry, mate, you're so naïve!" Draco totally agreed. "He wants to become friends with you… And THEN maybe try and shag you." He laughed, winking at Draco before turning back to Seamus.
Draco's sympathetic face fell at Dean's last comment, settling with scowling at the back of his head instead. Harry, meanwhile, was staring at Draco with a calculative look.
"Oh, shove it, Malfoy. You're not going to get me to Voldemort that easily." He finally snarled, sneering at the boy across him.
Draco looked at Harry in disbelief. "You have GOT to be kidding me, Scarhead! That's not my intention at all, maybe you are as stupid as they come and I'm just confusing you for some nice decent (good looking) bloke."
"Hey, I'm good looking too-" Harry shut his mouth at Draco's unimpressed expression. He ducked his head to hide the blush that was creeping onto his face.
Malfoy smirked, reaching out and flicked his companion in the head. Harry huffed and raised his gaze to the two large oak doors as they opened and his other thirds joined them at the Gryffindor Table.
Hermione eyed Draco in a suspicious manner but ignored the latter, sitting down and getting herself some breakfast. Ron, in turn, raised an eyebrow and sat down as well.
"Err…, hey Malfoy." He offered, glancing in between the two boys. The only reason he was acting civilized was because he thought the rumors were actually true about Harry and Draco. But he also thought Draco wasn't THAT bad, switching sides like that.
Draco gazed at Ron blankly for a while and then realization dawned on him. He grinned. "Hello, Weasley."
Harry's jaw dropped in shock, and he started doing the goldfish expression until Draco pointed out that it wasn't one of his most brilliant expressions. He closed his mouth and shot him an irritated glare, his shoulders slumping in defeat.
Draco picked up a fork and grabbed some food from Harry's plate, munching on a piece of sausage thoughtfully. After eating from every one of Harry's close friends' plates, Draco stood up gracefully. He waved to the 6th Year Gryffindors merrily, mentally screaming "VICTORY!"
To his slight surprise, they waved back with a small smile of their own. He smirked and looked down at Harry who, in return, glanced back up at him.
"When's the next time you're going to invite me to a broom closet?" Draco asked Harry in his usual drawl. "I would love to join you in your… activities."
Harry's eyes widened in surprised, automatically flushing in embarrassment. He grinned sheepishly at his friends as they burst into laughter. Draco smiled innocently, acting as if he didn't know they heard and bent down to place a kiss on Harry's cheek. And with that, he left the Great Hall, his robes billowing behind him.
Back at the table, Harry's friends thought it polite to congratulate him and announced a toast to the 'couple' with the entire Great Hall. Harry groaned and sunk into his seat, miserable.
Sorry it was so short; my mind isn't at its best right now. ;)
Reptilian Goddess: Haha, yes, poor ickle Harry. Draco is always the more dominant in my book. Thanks!
queenofthepotters13: Aww, do you really think so? Sorry about this chappie, I was feeling uncreative at the moment. But thanks a lot!
Ozumas girl: Too bad he isn't here, eh? Hehe, glad you liked it. We all know that.
Omiro soga: Thanx, dear. Awkward? I don't remember. Haha, I'm new at this stuff, so what's a beta?
Padfoot887: Nice to the point review there, I like you already. : P Thanks, btw
Daydreama13: No, it's the one by William Shakespeare… Of course it's that one. But I can't explain, sorry!
Pilas: Thanks, my boss will appreciate it. Naw, kidding. Now you must worry about Ron's health. Haha! I dunno, felt like doing something different.
