You know what's coming, I don't own this…wish I did…
My muse is telling me to write some more of this story, but my bum is numb from sitting on a really rubbish computer chair. Oh well. Here goes nothing…
Hold me down
I stood, trying to work out why I was crying for someone who'd made my life miserable for the last 6 years. I think I was crying for me as well, but it didn't matter any more. I felt Draco slip his arms further around me and pull my head in to rest on his chest as I cried.
After a few minutes, I lifted my head and wiped at my eyes, sniffing loudly, causing a certain Slytherin to snort gently at me.
"Are you feeling better now Harry?" He asked me softly. "I think I understand why you did that…if I didn't think I'd go blotchy from crying, I'd probably do it too. Maybe not in public, but…"
I smiled and moved out of the warm circle of Draco's arms. "Yeah, I think I might have to do a bit of wallowing later on…maybe I can steal some of Hermione's chocolate…"
A laugh from Draco made me look at him quizzically, my hair falling over my eyes (as usual). "You don't need to steal hers, I've got a tonne of the stuff – it's my one weakness!" Draco looked momentarily concerned "You won't tell anyone that, will you? It really wouldn't do my reputation any good if people knew I was a chocoholic…"
"Course I won't tell anyone. But only if you share your chocolate with me…" I grinned widely. "Maybe we should meet up after school and discuss how we're going to deal with the Potions homework situation. I'll bring some drinks if you bring chocolate? I'll try to remember my text books too…" Draco nodded "Half four then? At the room of requirement? Easiest place to go for stuff like this…"
"Ok. Half four, the room of requirement, Bring chocolate. Do I need to wear anything special?" I looked up, startled, into a smirking Malfoy face and rolled my eyes, trying to think of something to say.
I discovered I did have an answer for him, after all – with wide, innocent eyes I said "Well, as it's our first date…" Pissing myself laughing, I slid out of his (stunned) grip and made a run for the Gryffindor table. A few skidding paces and I realised I was having a hard time running, and that was due to a rather strong Draco holding the back of my robes. Still giggling softly, I stopped trying to get away and stood looking up at him. "Well, are you going to say something or are you just going to look at me?" The staring continued, making me nervous enough to fidget slightly. "Err are you annoyed with me now? I was only joking…" I looked at him earnestly "I mean, it's not a date. Americans call them 'Study dates' and have strange things like homework parties and stuff like that but then Americans are quite odd and…" A slim pale finger applied vertically to my lips effectively stopped me from talking any more.
"Shut up Harry, I'll see you at half four. I will bring chocolate, you bring the textbooks and something to drink. Ok?"
I nodded, and the finger rubbed gently at my lips as I moved, my eyes closing at the sensation. I opened my eyes again and found the merest hint of a smile on Draco's lips before he turned and sauntered into the Great Hall.
Phew. That was different…I wonder what Hermione and Ron are going to say about this, then…
I wandered into the hall and made my way to my two best friends who were, no doubt, wanting to know exactly what was going on…
Muahaha!
Ok, yes, it's short and silly and not very useful, plot-wise, but I really wanted to write it, so I did.
Anyway. More writing will occur once I've put this one online, so hopefully I'll get a bit more done before I have to give up the computer to my housemate (well, it is his so it's not really too surprising that he'll want it back..)