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This story is pre-slash. Meaning before Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter become involved in a more-than-friends relationship.
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Don't Move
Chapter 3/4: Not Yet
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Harry went to Hogsmeade with Hermione and Ron. Actually, he followed them and they didn't notice him there. But he didn't mind, it wasn't important for them to notice him. Harry is going to meet Malfoy. Malfoy is supposed to meet him at Honeyduke's. He never told Harry what time he would be there but Harry doesn't mind waiting for him.
It doesn't matter to Harry if they meet at Honeyduke's because he used to like chocolate frogs. Harry won't get any today because if he did it would not be because he likes them now, it would be because he liked them previously.
When Harry gets to the store he is surprised to find Malfoy already there. He asks Malfoy how he knew when he'd get there.
"I knew you'd have nothing better to do," Malfoy answered. "So I came first thing."
Harry knew he should feel insulted by Malfoy's comment but he knew it was the truth. Harry really did have nothing better to do, except homework. By this time Harry has completely given up on his homework. The only reason he is still passing a few classes is because the professors place the exams right in front of him. It would actually be more work to not take them.
Harry is good at taking exams. He doesn't study and he couldn't remember what the professor covered if he was asked the same day but when asked directly, "What is this?" he knows the answer. Harry has come to the conclusion that he does listen to what his professors say, he remembers what things are but not who told him or when they told him.
Harry notices that Malfoy is looking at him funny again. He can't remember when they started walking or where they are going. Harry realizes that they are just going for a walk and Malfoy doesn't have any destination in mind.
"Let's go this way, Harry." Malfoy suggests.
Harry realizes that Malfoy called him Harry. He wonders fleetingly whether or not Malfoy has always called him Harry. It's really not important so Harry does not dwell on it for long.
Harry likes the snow. The sun's reflection on it's surface hurts his eyes, the snow has always been good to him.Good things happen when it snows. Harry didn't notice when it had started snowed, but he knew it had. He can see his breath when he exhales.
Draco likes the snow. The sun's reflection on it's surface hurts his eyes, he likes watching Harry when it snows. Harry's cheeks and nose pinken from the cold and his eyes brighten with something they'd lost in the past months.
"Where are we?" Harry suddenly asks.
Draco looks at the surrounding landscape distractedly and shrugs, "I was following you."
"But I was following you!" Harry exclaims.
They were in a forest, not even the Forbidden Forest, they were in a forest.
"Then I don't know," Draco tells Harry. Draco knew they were lost but it didn't matter, it wasn't important.
"Whatever, we'll figure it out."
Draco lays down spread-eagled in the snow, his body numbing from the cold.
After a few moments Harry copies him.
Draco says nothing, and so Harry says nothing. The cold seeps into his skin through his winter clothing and he begins to feel numb. There are questions he should want to know but he can't bring himself to care enough to ask any of them, except, "When should we leave?"
"Not yet," Draco replies.
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Tsuzuku(to be continued)
Author's Note: This is our first fic. R&R is good.
Glah! Is this horribly awful? I must be losing my mind.
