Secret Meetings by the Lake
Disclaimer: No, I do not own any of these Characters; they are JK Rowling's…not mine.
Prologue: Friends or Enemies?
Harry Potter walked through the water until he was waist deep in lake, then he turned quickly back and smiled at the young blond boy sitting on the hill leaning on a tree facing the water. Draco scowled at him, and whispered warnings in his direction trying to get him to come back to shore. Even in the dark though, Harry saw a smile at the corners of his mouth beginning to form.
Harry, then with a sudden burst of liberation, dived down into the lake, heart racing with adrenaline. He smiled at this freedom and began swimming out farther and diving deeper in the water. The water was breathtakingly cold, but it was refreshing and relaxing; and it was definitely a good start to
When he turned back around and faced the hill, he saw Draco frantically trying still to get him back on shore. Harry smiled at his paranoia, and began walking towards shore. When he was waist deep, again he called quietly to Draco, "Do you want to hand me a towel or do you enjoy me parading my naked body around."
Draco smiled in spite of himself. Quickly gaining back composure, he handed Harry a towel, and watched him put it on mindlessly.
"Hey I offered to let you see my body" Harry laughed and then punched him lightly on the shoulder as he walked by him to his clothes. The water matted down his black hair, and made it gleam in the soft moonlight. His body also gleamed with water and the light.
"Shut up Gryffindor, I'm tired, I wasn't thinking." Draco laughed and checked his watch. It was two O'clock in the morning. "You know if anyone finds us here we're dead. If it's a teacher or student, it doesn't matter we're dead either way. We're dead one way or the other. Dead, Dead, Dead, Dead-"
Harry who had just finished dressing cut his ranting short by putting one hand over his mouth. "Aw my little optimist" Harry chided, giving him another light punch, and sitting down on the ground next to Draco. "You know you're the one always telling me to live a little, but since we've started coming here you've gotten more and more paranoid about coming. What's with that?"
Draco looked at him seriously for a minute and said, "We're friends aren't we? We must be right?" His voice was shaking with nervousness.
Harry looked at him, silently contemplating his words. Friends, Were They Friends? Since running into him at the lake three months ago, he had never actually thought about it. Sure, they were friendly enough to one another down here in the middle of the night without prying eyes judging their every move. However, day-to-day in the hallways, they were the same as they'd always been since year one when they'd first met each other, both glaring at each other, both hexing each other, both hating each other. "Friends" was a strange proposition at this point.
"Harry?" Draco looked at him, taking him quickly from his daydream, "Please say we are." He had a weakness around him now, all barriers down, although you could still see the self-hatred eating at him from behind his eyes. He knew he would pay dearly in pride later.
"Yeah" Harry said, playing nervously with his hands, "I guess we are."
I'll update about once a week, I'm working on the next chapter quickly though, so it may be up sooner than that.
