Chapter four: Seduction games

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All right. I´m terribly sorry to keep you waiting, but schoolwork must be done…"sigh"

And little Draco has just been running in circles in my head, not doing anything funny, until recently…Anyway, here´s the fourth chapter! Enjoy!

Draco: Will Harry luw me?

Me: Draco, stop that. That is not slytherin behaviour.

Draco: It is hard to keep up with your endless expectations, silly mudblood girl.

Me: Well, that´s more like it.

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Edit: I would just like to apologize about all the mistakes in the story. English is not my native language, so I can´t help it sometimes. ;; Hope you understand.

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Draco had to run outside, or he would scream. Not because of pain or agony- No, Draco was happier than ever.

Potter no, Harry, was noticing him. Blaises advices were working. He was sure he had even noticed a little strain of drool on Harrys chin, when he had swayed his hips in Potions class.

And he had chatted with Blaise the whole Care of Magical Creatures class, and made sure that Harry could see him laughing at Blaises jokes. There was definitely something in gryffindors eyes. If Draco only could see it better. But still, things were definitely showing in better light for Draco.

Sighing the slytherin dropped his bag on the ground, following soon himself.

Almost all the classes were over for this day, and students were wandering around schoolyard, enjoying the warm day.

Draco amused himself by scribbling Harrys and his name on the piece of parchment.

Harry Malfoy…Draco Potter…Harry Malfoy-Potter maybe? Hmm…

Suddenly a shadow landed over him and the parchment. Draco looked up, annoyed.

"Pansy, didn´t I tell you I´d-"

Harry Potter looked down at him confused and little red in the face.

"Um, hi."

It took Draco a while to register what Harry had said, since all those little birdies were making such a noise.

"Potter! Harry! Harry Potter!"

"Yeah, that´s me," Harry said, looking, if possible, even more confused.

Draco remembered just in time Blaises teaching and didn´t jump on Harry´s neck.

Act cool. Be distant. Be casual. Be slytherin.

"Is there something you wanted, Potter?" Not too cold, but not too friendly. Good.

"Um…I was just going to return this quill for you. You left it in Potions class."

Ragged quill dropped on Dracos lap and he remembered his scribblings. Quickly he wiped both quill and parchment in his bag and turned to smile to Harry pleasantly.

"Well, thank you Potter. That was very thoughtful. Would you marry-come with me to feed my owl?"

Harry looked like someone had hit him with a bucket.

"Huh?"

"To feed. My owl. You know, those things with wings, always bringing our post at mornings? Tasting good with mint sauce and stuff? I mean-" Dracos voice faded, until there was a silence.

Then Harry suddenly smiled.

"Well…why not? I should go see Hedwig too, while were at it."

Draco really had to hold himself for not jumping on Harry.

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"Wow, Malfoy, your owl is very…"

"Manly? Scary? Ominous?"

"Very…pink. How come your owl is so…pink?"

"Blaise messed up some spell in third year. He´s been pink since that."

"Well…pink kind of suits you…Your owl. Pink suits him."

"Aaw, you´re too nice."

Harry was feeling very strange. First, Malfoy was sitting entirely too close. Not that he minded that much, it was kind of cold in Owlery anyway. Second, Harry was staring at Malfoy. He just couldn´t help it. The boy was pretty, goddamnit. Why hasn´t he noticed before?

He had to get away soon, or else…

"Here, honey," Draco cooed and Harry startled, and then realised that Malfoy was talking to the bird.

The owl in question flew on Draco´s stretched hand and nuzzled slytherin´s cheeks lovingly.

Harry wasn´t jealous.

They spent couple of minutes in silence, Draco playing with his owl, and Harry not staring at Draco.

Then, finally, Draco rose and turned to Harry.

"Well, Potter, it was nice from you to come with me."

"Eh, it was nothing," Harry said, glad that Dra-Malfoy was now paying attention to him.

Draco smiled. In truth, the smile wasn´t so pretty, Draco´s eyes seemed to shine all maniacally, but Harry still felt his heart jump a little.

"It was something. For me, you know."

Draco was much closer now, his eyes darkening a bit.

Harry felt his breath grow heated. He could see little sparks of blue in Malfoys silver eyes, because he was so close. So close…

The kiss was more like a light brush against his lips.

Harry stared at Draco.

Draco stared at Harry.

And, being the brave gryffindor he was, Harry fled.

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Review! I don't have any more potatoes, but I have Blaise! He will rearrange your wardrobe and criticize your hairdo! Be afraid! Be very afraid!

Blaise: I can dance too!