Chapter 10
Harry sat at the table at breakfast, staring at his empty plate. He was lost in his own world, thoughts of last week, with Draco. He was remembering their "encounter" in the cupboard when he felt something hit him in the side of the head. He looked up to see Hermione and Ron looking at him.
'What?'
'Did you hear anything Ron or I just said?' Hermione asked.
'Ahh..not really…why? What were you saying?' Harry didn't really care what the answer was, Draco had just walked into hall. Harry felt like all the air had been knocked out of his lungs, it hurt so bad.
'We were just saying that you don't look too good.'
'Oh, thanks a lot!'
'I didn't mean anything by it, you just look a bit down. Anyway, we should get to class'
'No, I don't think I will. I'm not feeling so good I think I'll just go back to bed'
'Harry! You can't skip class!' Hermione protested.
'He's not well Hermione! It's okay Harry, I'll make sure I take notes for you.' Ron said.
'Ha! Don't be stupid Ron, you wouldn't take notes if your life depended on it! If Harry really is ill I guess he can copy mine…'
'Thanks Hermione, well I think I'll go up to my bed. Have fun in class, I'll see you later I guess.' Harry quickly stood up and left the hall. He had just seen Draco leave alone and start heading down to the dungeons. He quickend his pace, catching up to Draco just as he reached the bottom of the first flight of stairs. He grabbed Draco's hand and dragged him into an abandoned class room.
Ok, I know that was majorly short, but there is a chapter 11!