A/N- you didn't have to wait long for this one. I figure that together, it and chapter four are equal to the proper length of one chapter… ergo the speedy update. Chapter six will be ever so much longer, I swear. Hope you like what I do with this one!
DISCLAIMER- this story is all mine as of this chapter. wards off handcuffs I WAS ONLY KIDDING, I SWEAR! It still belongs to Rowling. Pity me.
Chapter 5- punch/slap/kiss
Harry/Draco
I am fighting him. I am tumbling around on the floor, pelting him with my fists, getting hit in return. The Invisibility Cloak is puddled on the floor. Ron and Hermione are making no effort to hide- either their selves, or their horror. Hermione dashes in for a second- she retrieves a drop of blood.
What?
I am hitting him with utter abandon
Then something happens.
We are rolling on the floor, beating each other up
I don't know who starts it- me or him?
But, suddenly, my mouth is on his. And we're kissing, feverishly, all pretense of fighting lost. Through open eyes, I see Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley, looking shocked, horrified… knowing?
And then we're fighting again. It's as if we never touched lips. But our blows are softer, more… caring, if that seems possible.
And then we stop.
Harry
What just happened?
I stand up, roll my eyes at Ron and Hermione.
"I hate you" I hiss at Malfoy
I mean it.
Draco
Potter is so predictable.
But, then again, so am I.
"I hate you, too" I say, meaning every word of it, my voice laden with venom
The Weasel and the Mudblood just look confused.
A/N- did you like it? I did. I mean, the whole Draco-and-Harry-experiencing-as-one thing. It was slightly difficult, to make their thoughts coincide. But whatever, I think it turned out ok. But you're the one reading this- you tell me what you think. I mean- did it work, they way Malfoy referred to Ron and Hermione?