Angels and Dragons, Chapter Four: "Can We Survive?"
Summary: This is a Harry/ Draco fic, so if you don't like it, don't read it! Harry finds out that Draco has feelings for him. What will he do? Read on to find out.
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Okay, enough with the legal stuff. On with the story! Well, not quite. Hello, everyone! I am Ryo- sama, and I am back with the next chapter. Hopefully typing this will not give me carpal tunnel, because that hurts! I do apologize for not updating in awhile, but all of the typing I was doing for my stories and for school gave me a mild case of carpal tunnel. Also, my personal editor has just informed me of a couple of spelling errors in chapter three. Ahhh! I thought I had caught everything. Thank you so much, Yuri. That's just what I wanted to know. I apologize for the mistakes. Anyway, I apologize for this taking so long, and now on with the story!
"Can We Survive?"
Harry didn't like where this conversation started out. It made him uneasy.
"About what, Draco?"
"'Bout us, and how long we're gonna have to hide."
"Draco, you can't be serious."
"I am, Potter. Dead serious." (Author's note: Yes, Draco loves Harry. Yes, Draco just called Harry "Potter." Draco will only refer to Harry as "Potter" when he is angry with Harry. Carry on!)
"Fine, if you're serious, then do you want everyone to find out right now? Because that can be arranged."
"Potter, knock it off!"
"Well, what the hell do you want me to do? Huh? Tell me!"
"I don't know! You act like you're afraid of me. I'm not sure what you want!"
"Damn it, Draco! Stop acting like a dumbass!"
"Oh, I'm the dumbass? What about you?"
"What about me? What do you want from me, damn it?"
"What I want is..."
"What? What you want is what?"
"Harry, this is ridiculous!"
"Answer...my...question," growled Harry, emphasizing every word.
"You, stupid! You and only you! There, I answered your question. Are you happy now?"
"No, because you started this conversation and I want to know why."
"Because you keep running away from me!"
"Mister Malfoy, Mister Potter, I believe you've both made your point. Now I suggest you finish this conversation another time." They both turned around to find their classmates, the Headmaster, and Professors McGonagall and Snape standing behind them.
"Y...yes, Headmaster," stammered Harry.
"M...my apologies, Sir," stuttered Draco.
"Very well then. Good day to you both. Students, Professor Snape will be with you momentarily, but I would like to see him in my office first," said Dumbledore, motioning for Professor Snape to follow him. The students all filed into the classroom, but they weren't silent.
"Harry, what the hell is going on?" demanded Ron.
"Have you gone completely insane?" asked Pansy Parkinson. Everyone was talking at once, yelling at Harry, criticizing this or that, until Harry and Draco had had enough.
"Shut up!" they both yelled at the same time. Everyone shut up immediately. Harry and Draco sat down at a table in the back of the room. Instead of saying anything, they just stared off into space.
"Um, Harry? Draco?" asked Hermione timidly.
"What is it, Hermione?" asked Harry. Draco just sat there in silence, but he was at least paying attention.
"Um, when did you...how...?" she stammered, glancing nervously at Draco.
"It's okay, Granger. I don't bite," he said.
"Beginning of term. He..." Harry trailed off.
"I've liked him since the beginning of last year. I was just too scared to say anything," said Draco, finishing what Harry was going to say but didn't.
"Oh."
"Why? Does that bother you?" asked Draco.
"Oh, no, not at all!" said Hermione, smiling.
"Good. Anybody else have a problem with it?" asked Draco, addressing the whole room. Everybody shook their heads. At that moment, Snape entered the room.
"Everyone take your seats, or I'll take points away," he said. Harry got up and moved to his assigned seat next to Ron. Ron didn't look at Harry during the whole class, and at the end, he just got up and left.
"What's his problem?" Harry asked Hermione.
"I don't know."
"Hmmm."
"Maybe he has a problem with me," said Draco angrily.
"If he does, he'll have to get over it, because I'm not giving you up because he has a problem with my relationship with you. It's my life, not his."
"Good for you, Harry. I'm not saying that I don't care about Ron, but he is acting like a prat," said Hermione. She decided to walk alongside Harry and Draco, who now felt comfortable enough to be seen walking in the halls together. (A/N: They'd better be, since the whole school now knows about them, or most of them do, anyway.)
"Thank you, Hermione," said Harry.
"You really don't mind that Harry and I are together?"
"No. It was bound to happen sooner or later."
"I do apologize for everything I've ever said to you if I offended you in any way," said Draco.
"Oh, don't worry about it. It did bother me, but one person's remarks aren't something to go insane over."
"That's very comforting. Thank you."
"She's serious, Draco. It didn't bother her too much. Now, Snape on the other hand, is another story."
"Yeah, he does tend to be a jerk toward you guys. I, unfortunately, can't do anything about it."
"It's not your fault, Draco. He just has a problem, that's all."
At lunchtime, Harry, Draco, and Hermione entered the Great Hall together. As soon as they'd entered, the Hall became silent. Harry, Draco, and Hermione ignored it and continued talking about their classes and how their day had gone so far. Draco sat down at the Slytherin table, and Harry and Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table in the same spot so that they could sort of continue talking to one another. Everyone in the Hall had started talking again. Harry noticed that Ron wasn't there.
"Hey, Hermione. Wasn't Ron right in front of us?"
"Yes, why?"
"Because he's not here."
"He's probably still pouting, Harry," replied Draco coldly.
"I guess so. Oh well," sighed Harry.
"Just give him a chance to cool off," said Hermione soothingly.
'I guess she's right,' thought Harry. 'I wonder why Draco's angry at me, though. I haven't done anything wrong. Then again, I haven't done anything. He said he'd wait for me, but I don't think he's enjoying it. What can I do, though? I don't know if I'm ready to go that far yet,' thought Harry, very confused. His feelings were a jumble and he wasn't sure whether he could or not. He glanced at Draco and saw that his lover was watching him with a look of hurt in his silver-blue eyes. (I'm using silver because of some of my favorite stories giving him silver eyes, and blue because of Tom Felton.)
While in Care of Magical Creatures, Harry could feel Draco's eyes on him. Ron was avoiding him, and Hermione was trying to comfort Harry by keeping him in a conversation.
"Harry, have you any idea how to do the Potions homework?"
"What do you mean, Hermione? You should know."
"Well, I'm trying to get your attention and that was the only thing I could think of. It worked, didn't it?"
"Yes, I guess it did."
"Do you meet Draco at night to be with him?"
"Yes. Professor Dumbledore said one day during the week and weekends."
"What day?"
"Thursday. Why?"
"I'm just trying to help take your mind off whatever it's on."
"Thank you, Hermione."
"You're welcome. Anything to be of help to you."
"I'm sorry I haven't been myself lately. Sirius died, Ron's mad at me, and now I think Draco's mad at me."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because of the way he's been talking to me today. I think it's because we fought this morning before Potions. It also has to do with something else, but I can't say it."
"Ah, I think I know what it is. Draco wants you and you don't think you're ready to go that far yet. Am I right?"
"How'd you know?" asked Harry, shocked.
"Well, it sounded logical. Why do you feel that way Harry? Are you afraid?"
"Yes."
"How do you feel about Draco?"
"I love him."
"Well, I can't tell you what to do, but don't reject Draco. He doesn't seem like the kind of person to take rejection very well."
"I'm not! I just don't know if I am ready."
"Don't worry. It'll come to you soon," said Hermione reassuringly.
"Thanks, Hermione." Out of the corner of his eye, Harry noticed that Draco was staring at him in a way that said that he had been listening to their conversation. Harry started to pay attention to what Hagrid was saying, but couldn't concentrate. That look in Draco's eyes said, "I'm a hungry animal and I will have you, one way or another."
'I don't know what to do,' thought Harry. 'I know what he wants, and yet I don't know what to do about it. He kept telling me that he'd wait, but I don't think I can hold him off for very long, if I can hold him off at all. I know how his mind works. What should I do?' Harry glanced at Ron, who had moved closer to Hagrid to avoid being around Harry.
"Do you think that Ron realizes that in avoiding me, he's avoiding you, too?" asked Harry.
"He probably does, but he doesn't care," replied Hermione. Harry glanced over at Draco again, then turned back to Hermione.
"I think I know what I have to do about Draco and me," he said.
"Good, Harry. Now all you've got to do is tell Draco," said Hermione, smiling.
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