The Coffee Shop

Sorry for the shortness. Its will be updated faster as I'm in a writing mood!

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Chapter three

Awkwardly Potter perched on the offered chair, looking like a rabbit ready to bolt. Carefully placing his chocolate cake and coffee on the table, he avoided looking into Draco's eyes, and occupied himself by playing with his fork.

"Ignoring me won't make me disappear you know", Draco said with his familiar drawl. With this Potter looked straight into his eyes, piercing him with his gaze.

"What do you want exactly", he said tiredly. It was unexpected, there was no aggression in his tone, and he sounded so… defeated.

"Who says I want anything? I was just, out of the kindness of my heart, returning your sketchbook", Draco said lightly with the undertones of sarcasm. "I'm not sure whether to be complimented or insulted that you thought me capable of ulterior motives".

Potter snorted.

"They're pretty good you know", he said offhandedly. Potter glared at him.

"You looked at them!"

"No, I just looked at the front cover by accident, saw your name and kept it. Never crossed my mind to see what was in it!" Draco drawled in frustration, Potter was being particularly annoying.

Sighing Potter cut his cake with a plastic knife, picked out the dark chocolate drops, and put them on the side of the plate. Wrinkling his nose at them, he then proceeded to pick at his cake, occasionally eating a chunk.

"What's wrong with the chocolate drops, they're the best bit", Draco said indignantly. Silently Potter slid his plate across, offering the chocolate to Draco. Raising an eyebrow at him, he took the offered chocolate and they ate in silence.

"Giving me chocolate doesn't change anything you know!"

Rolling his eyes Harry carefully took his sketchbook from Malfoy's grasp seemed to hide behind it. Emerald eyes quickly scanned what age had done for him, and he was impressed. Malfoy's white blonde hair was the same as ever, yet held loosely in a tie and the nape of his neck. Silver grey eyes still had a piercing effect, but held more warmth then they ever did during Hogwarts, and like Harry's contained slightly haunted look due to the past.

His physic was a good representation of what he did in life. No longer was his skin unnaturally white, but graced with a tan making his hair whiter. Tight clothes showed visible muscles and slowly Harry blushed as his thoughts become less that platonic.

"Like what you see?" Malfoy said arrogantly.

Ah yes, but its shame that he has such as crap attitude, Harry thought embarrassed.

A/N- I am so sorry for the slow update. I slept round a friend's house for the weekend, and then I was banned from my laptop by my mother! And THEN school started again, and I had tones of outstanding coursework… note to self, keep on top of things!

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