Warnings: Contains shounen ai and mild yaoi
Pairings: harry draco
Disclaimer:I do not own Harry potter and I never will… a very sobering thought
A/n: the next chapter, since it was already typed up
Chapter 2: Detention? With him?
The shadows danced ominously across the walls as Draco's form blocked the light coming from the torched on the walls. Draco moved almost soundlessly toward the potions room, anticipating the expression in Harry's eyes, which was usually one of boredom and vexation as Snape entered the room.
Draco managed to sit in his seat just before Snape swept into the room with an aura of complete annoyance. Harry looked briefly over at Draco, Harry had a dim light playing in his eyes- unreadable but present nonetheless.
Snape drawled on making Draco tired along with the scratching of quills on parchment, and in the grand tradition of things Draco let his mind wander to Harry, a Harry who was sitting not too far away. A Harry who Draco could feel was looking at him, Harry's gaze was questioning, almost beckoning…
"Mr. Malfoy-!" Snape's booming voice broke and shattered his dream in a startling but not painful way. "Must you daydream in my class?" he questioned, his eyes straying to Harry "I have enough of that from Mr. Potter."
Draco looked over at Harry who was now chatting idly with Ron, making use of the time Snape had his back turned, had Harry been trying to warn him?" "I'm afraid I'll have to give you detention in the evening since your quiddich match starts at 1." Draco said nothing but the rest of the slytherins moaned about how it was unfair. The gryffindors snickered quietly not having the guts to laugh out loud. All except Harry who remained silent, studying the table like it was the most interesting thing in the world.
Draco looked puzzled, shouldn't Harry be laughing with all of his friends?
"Well, well, Mr. Potter. I see your parchment is blank, care to explain?" Snape loomed by the desk looking at Harry with poorly if at all veiled disgust.
"Oh, well sir you see-"
"No potter, I don't see, which is exactly the problem." He stated a supposed smile that looked more like a grimace tinged his lips "you will serve detention tonight with Draco." Ron glowered and turned to whisper something to Harry along the lines of
"Detention? With him?"
Draco hated that, he hated that the weasel and Harry could be so close; he wanted to be there by harry's side. That was an unattainable dream because he was who he was.
Well, that was the second chapter, i'm thinking that i'll end it on the third one, we'll have to see how it goes. Thank you very muchfor reading!