A/N: Anyway, here's the second chapter, this one gets more into Harry and Draco's relationship! Keep reviewing and I'll keep updating! Btw, this chapter only is in Draco's POV.

Lying Or Telling The Truth

Chapter 2

The rest of the day passed much to quickly for me, the so-called 'Slytherin Prince'. I reluctantly drag myself off to the dorms after a very uneventful evening. It was quite odd, really, because usually something would happen. Just as I am about to descend down to the dungeons I notice the trio, excluding the Weasel, going up the stairs near me. I found this such a good chance and he couldn't pass it up. "Retreating back to your sorry excuse of a common room, are you, Potter? Too scared of the Slytherins?" I drawled, with a tone of amusement apparent in my voice.

"Just ignore him." Granger whispered to Boy-Who-Refused-To-Die. It got on my nerves how much she stuck up for him; she was almost like his mother, "Stop sticking up for your boyfriend, Granger. It's bad enough you'd date a Weasel, but then you'd cheat on him using his own friend," I shake my head in mock disappointment, "And I thought you couldn't get any worse than a mudblood, I guess you've proved me wrong yet again. I didn't think you could be a slut too."

I begin to turn around and walk away when something falls on my back and I'm sent sprawling forward. I put my hands in front of my face as I land and roll over so I can see what attacked me. Harry Potter. I pull myself up and glare at his smug face, "Enjoy that, Potter?" and I softly mutter, "Fag." I almost didn't think he heard the last part until he punches me in the face. He then grabs my left arm, twists it behind me and shoves me onto the ground.

This is all done so fast I haven't any time to react. I look up at him and smirk before kicking his feet from underneath him and he falls to the ground beside me. I grab his shirt sleeve and pull him towards me and punch his stomach. He groans in pain and gets a fistful of my blond locks and yanks my head, before clumsily punching the side of my head, narrowly missing my eye. I become dizzy for a moment and I wrap my hands around his thin neck tightly. He chokes for air while I look up and notice we're alone. Granger left, 'Good job, mudblood.'

I get on my knees and strattle the boy now underneath me. I let go of his neck and he gasps for air but before he can catch his breath I crash my lips against his. We stay like that for a minute or so, neither deepening it until he pulls away.

"What are you doing? We're in the middle of the hall, surrounded by-" the boy looks around still panting, before looking up at me again. "Oh..." he softly mutters and I smirk.

"C'mon, Potter, do you really think I'd be that stupid?"

"Yes."

"Oh, you..." I playfully slap his arm and laugh. I lean down and place a chaste kiss on his lips before trailing them down his jaw and neck.

"Same place tonight, love?" He asks and I nod, removing my lips from his collarbone.

I stand up and help him up to his feet, "Although, Blaise is catching on to us and he wants me to tell him who you are. I'll tell you more about it tonight."

"Hermione's figuring it out too, but she's not really hard to fool. I'm surprised she hasn't confronted me about it yet."

Suddenly, I hear, "Yes, McGonnagall, they were fighting." off in the distance.

"Quick, Granger's coming, hide in here." I say and pull him into a broom closet just as Granger and McGonnagall descend the stairs. I put my ear to the door to hear better:

"If they were fighting here, Miss. Granger, then where are they?"

"Uh...I don't know, Professor, they were here when I left."

"Well, I hope you aren't lying to me just to get Mr. Malfoy in trouble."

I listen to McGonnagall's footsteps until they fade away and I hear Granger sigh and walk away too. I step out of the closet and head towards the dungeons.

I walk quietly up to the 7th floor and into a dark corridor. I see Harry standing by a window at the end of the hall and slowly saunter up to him. He hasn't noticed me yet so I grab his shoulders and pin him against the wall, all in one swift motion. "Miss me?" I whisper.

"A little."

"Only a little? Well, I'll make you want me even more." I say seductively and press my lips against his. I run my tongue along his bottom lip and receive a moan from the boy. I smirk against his lips and am about to deepen the kiss even more when I hear, "Well, now, what do we have here? Never thought I'd see you two in this position, the way you carry on in the halls like you do. Malfoy, Potter, follow me." It's Filch. I break away and begin to follow the caretaker.

He leads us down to McGonnagall's office. We enter and she looks up from her desk, "Potter, Malfoy? What have you two done this time?"

Filch sneers, "Go ahead and tell her what you were doing boys."

I look up at him, disgusted, "You sick-"

"We were making out." Harry mutters very quietly but it seems as though McGonnagall heard because she looks as if she's about to faint.

"E-excuse me, Mr. Potter, you were doing what?"

"You heard me." The Boy-Who-Loves-Me says harshly.

There was a awkward silence after Harry's rude tone and McGonnagall doesn't look too pleased.

"Alright then, 50 points from you houses, off to bed now before I take off points for be utterly disgusted." We leave quickly not wanting further points taken away. We laugh about it the rest of the way, only stopping so I can kiss him briefly before we part ways towards our respective houses. I can't wait to see McGonnagall tomorrow in Transfiguration.

A/N: Well, I hope you liked this chapter. Anyway, review, review, review! Reviews keep me going, so if you like it so far, tell me about it!

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