A/N: I think the problem with the chapters being short is that I have been using too big of a font on my word processor so therefore, to get them a little bit longer I am trying to make the fonts smaller. I hope you enjoy this next chapter because I know I did.
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine and I am not trying to get anything off of them, I just love to write and I give full credit to none other than J.K. Rowling herself for these characters.
Chapter 4
"What did you just say?"
(A/N: I couldn't come up with a better one just yet and also the italics that we begin this chapter with is Harry describing what he dreams.
The scene around is calm, green grass grows abundant in this land. There are horses here, and people. Not Just any people, no these are people from school. "Alright class, please, settle down and choose a partner, but they have to be the opposite gender of you!" a teacher I don't recognize instructs. We get on the horses, and ride to our hearts content. We all seem to know when to stop, so we head inside a room I've never been before. I laugh as Hermione takes a picture of some people and me. Draco comes over to our group, and for once he isn't sneering, but smiling. He asks for the camera which Hermione willingly gives to him and he takes a picture of me. Hermione, seeming to be interested in something else at the moment wanders away leaving us together…alone. "Harry," Draco says as he begins to blush, "May I kiss you?" I start to blush deeply before answering. "Yes, you can Draco." He pecks me on the cheek, almost in a childlike way.
"HOLY SHIT!" Harry woke up with a jump. He touched his cheek where he could feel where Draco had kissed him in the dream, like a mark of love from the other world. He panted for a few minutes realizing he was in a pool of cold sweat, and yes it was sweat. He couldn't believe it, he had a dream about Draco that wasn't about ways to kill him, for the first time in his life. Harry smiled to himself as he rather liked the way the whole thing had played out.
Harry had no choice but to wear his school uniform this time, because he didn't feel like getting all dressed up today. That's okay, because in his heart Harry believed (A/N: ok now the italics means the voice) No you mean you KNOW in your heart… Yeah, right, I know in my heart that I am as hot wearing a uniform as I am wearing anything else that crosses my path. Harry mentally smacked himself on the head because he realized just how wrong that sounded. Okay, I mean I look hot wearing any other Clothing not anything else.
Breakfast would be a bore and he knew it so he went up to his first lesson, or where he thought it would be held, for Hermione stopped him on her way to breakfast. "Harry, I remembered that we have the same schedule, so I opted to tell you that our first class has changed to drama. I signed us both up for the class." At this Harry dropped his mouth. "Since when do we have a drama class?" he asked. "Since Dumbledore created a new position at Hogwarts, the Muggle Ambassador for Wizard Schools." Hermione replied primly and promptly. "What is that? Wait there is going to be a muggle teaching us things?" Harry asked completely bewildered. "No you big tit, it will be a half-blood wizard teaching about muggle things, and I hear soon that there will be some more new classes." She said happily. "But, I don't want to go, I mean why me mione why not Ron?" Harry asked in his most convincing pout. "Ronald and I are no longer speaking, and don't you dare try and talk us into being friends again because I won't do it!" She spat. "Ok but you still could have—" Harry was about to complain, but Hermione cut him off. "No I couldn't, Dumbledore wanted us specifically to volunteer, and I think we should help him out, now get your but up to the towers now!!" with that she strutted off to class, with almost a bit too much of a bossy attitude.
What's her problem Harry wondered aloud. He didn't understand or quite care that her and Ron were fighting, and he wasn't about to fix it either. Ron and Harry just didn't click anymore, they struggled to even create minor small talk in the commons and when they did talk it consisted of homework mostly. Harry arrived a bit early seeing as he skipped breakfast and found someone sitting in a dark corner of the room. Harry squinted a little bit, struggling to see who the bloody hell it was.
His eyes widened in shock. "Draco?" he asked into the air unbelieving. "Yes, potty, it is me, Draco." He sneered with a little less venom then usual, almost like he was struggling to keep himself together near potter. Harry smiled inside because he couldn't blame the poor flustered old git. "Still a little bit uneasy after our kiss I see." Harry said with a smirk so good it would put malfoy's to shame. Before Draco had a chance to come back with something, Harry cut him off. "So why is it you're in drama class malfoy, I thought it might be above someone like you. "Well it is, but mostly I came here to get away from you." He said not kindly enough for Harry's liking.
Harry swallowed his pride for a minute and asked, "Why would you want to avoid me? I mean don't you want to punch my face in or something?" "I want to, but…" and then Draco's voice seemed to slip away, as if he were embarrassed about something. "Oh I see." Harry replied, with the smirk on his face again.
Just when Harry was about to interrogate his victim more, the door of the room burst open and students filed in. The teacher followed shortly and the two didn't make eye contact anymore. "Hello, students my name is Mrs. Yeldenberg, and I will be your new Muggle interests teacher, for all muggle classes." She said all of this with a laugh at the end.
Blankly the students stared at her. "Right, let's move on then!" "Today we will just have some free time since I just arrived here yesterday, I will be able to answer questions about myself if you all like so you can come on up to my desk and ask me anything you want." Of course the only ones interested were Pavarti Patil and Lavender. "What leeches," Harry said, "I mean who they think they are, sucking up to the teachers like that?" Hermione simply rolled her eyes. "Harry, if it didn't look so stupid I bet you would go up there, because we both know your grades could stand to improve."
The whole class used the time to talk or write notes to other friends that weren't in the class. Afterwards, they had a study break, so Harry knew it was the perfect opportunity to corner Draco. He had nothing to worry about because Hermione had already left for the library to complete her homework for the night. "Draco, how lovely to see you again" Teasingly Harry pointed to the blonde to come over to the corner where he was. "Potter, I told you, I don't want to talk to you." Draco said, almost walking away. "Really, well that is just too bad, because I had good questions for you." Replied Harry.
Draco looked tempted, and it was enough, because he took the bait that Harry was dangling in front of his face. "Ok, like what kind of questions?" Draco asked hungrily. "First of all," Harry said in a different tone, "Why have you been avoiding me…or the issue that our little kiss brought out in you?" "It's not an issue because I am not gay." Draco said while looking in the other direction. "Oh is that right?" Harry asked and then added, "Then look me in the eye and say that without smiling or showing any emotion at all." Draco stopped fidgeting for a minute. "Alright fine, I am not gay" Draco said, but afterward he turned a deep shade of red. "See I told you!" Harry said, excited to see a malfoy blush such a crimson red. "This is stupid, no wait, you're stupid potter!" and with that he walked away.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed the chapter, so please review, and also thanks for all the wonderful reviews that I have already received. Hope it was good for you all, got to go, bye.