Disclaimer: See initial chapter

A/N

I decided to stick with POVs because I'm stronger in that style.

Confrontations

Harry's POV

I have to talk to him. I really do. I'm tired of being alone. I want someone I can share my feelings with. I just think Draco will be able to understand me.

Of course I could be wrong about him and he might just hex my ass off. And then I'll have to explain to Hermione and Ron my motivation for engaging Malfoy in conversation. They still aren't capable of seeing past stereotypes. They seem to be the only Gryffindors in our year who haven't realized that Slytherin does not equate bad. I mean Lavender and Padme share make up tips with the Parkinson broad. And Seamus likes to drink with that Blaise bloke.

But no Hermione and Ron just have to act like Second Years. I wonder why I put up with them sometimes.

So I gotta talk to him. Of course… the question is when should I talk to him. I guess really there is no time like the present. Seize the moment and all that jazz. The bell should be ringing any moment now. Maybe I can catch him the halls without anyone noticing.

Here goes nothing.

He looks so shocked that I'm coming towards him; I can see it in his eyes. His face is as calm as always. Why is he shocked? Is it so strange for me to approach him? Well actually I guess in the past… he always approached me. Of course he approached me to insult myself or my friends in some manner. Well I never claimed a normal relationship with the boy. I don't think I can claim a normal relationship with anyone so it shouldn't be an issue.

"Oi! Malfoy." That sounded so brash. He pauses… oh Merlin.

Draco's POV

"Oi! Malfoy." That's Potter's voice… I freeze. I turn with a damn smirk plastered to my face. I raise an eyebrow as a signal for him to continue.

"Malfoy, you left this in Potions." I didn't leave in anything in Potions. OH… how Slytherin of Potter.

I take the worn book from Potter's hand. I spot a piece of parchment sticking out of the edge of the book. So very Slytherin. It is kinda hot.

"Thanks Potter" I say with a sneer. Damn does the sneer just come naturally or what?

I turn and begin to walk away, curiosity driving me mad. I quicken my pace. If I get to Arithmancy early I can see what is on the parchment.

I finally reach Professor Vector's class. I pull the parchment from the book with as much nonchalance as I can muster.

Quidditch Pitch at 10pm

-HP

What…

What does he want? I hope he doesn't want to kick my ass. I don't really like violence. Maybe he just wants to talk. It would be nice to talk to Potter.

Harry's POV

I wonder if Draco will come tonight. Maybe it was stupid to just give him a note like that. It was such a juvenile act but dammit I just want to talk to him civilly. Which would be somewhat difficult to do in a public forum.

Stupid stereotypes. I mean everyone is already discussing the fact we spoke to each with other hexing each other. Why is everyone in Hogwarts so concerned about me and Malfoy? Don't they have lives of their own?

Wait no they don't. They are too focused on everybody else's life to actually do something worthwhile themselves. Bastards.

Really after all these years you would think I would be accepting of the fact I'll never have a private life… but nope it still pisses me off. But I think Draco would understand how I feel. I mean if the Hogwarts gossip mill isn't talking about the almighty Harry Potter, it's discussing the sordid affairs of one Draco Malfoy. How can people be so ignorant?

Dinner is over. Now I have to sit in the Common Room and wait until it is time to meet with Draco. I'll have to listen to Ron and Hermione bicker. Why don't they just date each other and get it over with? Seriously bickering like children really loses its charm after five years… and after seven it just becomes ridiculous.

Well I suppose I could actually do my homework… maybe it will help the time pass…

Draco's POV

I can't believe I'm meeting Potter. I mean what if he and Weasley decided to ambush me and torture for all the years I verbally assaulted the Golden Trio.

Well… that isn't exactly a Gryffindorish action. But seriously I hope he doesn't still hate me. I mean I never really hated him but well… I was trying to make Lucius proud. Which I know now is an impossible task but… I was young and naïve…

There he is… he looks so nice by moonlight.

"So Potter… Why did you call me out here?"

He looks so nervous it's kinda sweet.

"I just am tired of fighting with you, Malfoy"

Now I'm confused I haven't fought with Potter all term.

"I haven't been fighting with you."

Potter lets a big sigh.

"I know… and it's the talk of the whole school. I just want us to be normal. I hate playing roles. I've been playing this game for seven years and I'm tired of it."

Ahh…

"Potter, we'll be playing games for the rest of lives. You'd better get used to it now. You'll always be the Golden Boy and I'll always be a Slytherin."

"NO… it doesn't have to be like this."

"How is it supposed to be Potter… are we supposed to suddenly be friends? There isn't a charm or potion for that. You become my friend and Dumbledore will be shipping his little pawn off to St. Mungo's for evaluation."

I'm ranting now… why does Potter always draw out my irrational side.

"Draco…"

He never calls me Draco.

"I just want to call a truce… formally. I don't hate you. I don't think I ever have. Actually you are the only person who has ever been frank with me. Please just… say we can call a truce."

He looks so hopeful. He's so very innocent. I feel my will weakening. I sigh.

"Okay Potter… If it means that much to you… we can play nice."

His face just lit up so adorably. I actually smile at him and he smiles back. Merlin, we are like little kids. But it feels so nice. Remember your Slytherin side, Draco, remember your Slytherin side.

"Thanks Draco."

He did it again, why does he keep calling me by my name.

"So, Potter, how is this whole truce going to work."

He looks embarrassed.

"Well, I didn't actually think that far ahead."

I smirk, I can't help it.

"So do you want to meet again for some lovely conversation… or is this just a one night stand?"

Potter turns even more red… its sorta sweet.

"No… I would like to meet again but it… it is hard for us to strike up conversations with each other."

"Potter are you a wizard or not?"

He looks confused. I pull out the parchment from earlier today. I rip it in half. Potter looks shocked. I roll my eyes. I charm the pieces of parchment. I hand one half to Potter.

"If you write something on your piece of parchment it will show up on my piece of paper. And it works in reverse, too."

He seems excited now. It's like I made him happy. That makes me happy.

"So now we can set up meeting times and we can meet and talk?"

Is he really that dense?

"That was precisely the point Potter."

He looks excited enough to burst. That boy needs to learn to control his emotions better; it will just cause him trouble. It doesn't matter that he looks so sweet.

"Thank you, Draco. I just am so glad you are willing to give me a chance."

"Potter, I should be thanking you. But I won't because I'm a Malfoy and we thank no one."

He chuckles and I smile.

"Well, Potter, it is time for me to call it a night. Until next time."

"Good night, Draco"

Fin

A/N

Okay that is the confrontation. Not much really happened but well… they need to become acquainted. Thanks to everyone who reviewed… it really motivated me to write this chapter.