AU: I'm sorry people, I'm skipping one whole week cause a number of people are telling me to 'Go to the dance part!' XD And well, I'm just plain lazy to write a chapter of Harry getting wooed. Sorry to all you readers!

Important Note: Lent was yesterday and I promised to myself not to use the computer other than to update. So you won't see my online from now on until the end of Lent (and the march hols). I'll continue this story every Thursday of course. But that's it. For any information, I'll probably post in my livejournal.

Chivalry is Dead

By: Hiki-chan

Harry rolled around in bed. Everything was just becoming too weird! Tomorrow was the day of the dance! Where did the days go! And now he couldn't sleep. Brilliant, how simply bloody brilliant. He was definitely a gone case. During the week, as the dance drew nearer, he was all nervous to speak to Draco. It just became worse when he knew Draco's eyes were on him.

Almost like his silver eyes burned into him. Held Harry in a almost possessive gaze. It made shivers run up his spine. He'd admit that he liked the feeling, but still! This is Malfoy we're talking about, Malfoy! Death Eaters son! Voldemort's side and everything! Okay fine, he was making excuses. He already got over this long ago. Besides, Draco denied the mark and become in one of the lists of to-kill along with Harry.

Well… not that Voldemort could kill anyway. He was already dead. And Draco stood at his side during the battle. Even though at that time they weren't exactly friends, he was still there anyway. So far, Draco has been anything but bad to Harry. In fact, he was kind of sweet to him.

'It's no use thinking about it…' Harry sighed, 'There's no way he'd like me…'

His subconscious argued back, 'Yeah, keep telling yourself that. Part of you too believes that he likes you. Please, remember what he did for the past two weeks? You're just damn stubborn.'

'I'm really going insane, I'm arguing with myself…' Harry tossed around in bed again, 'I'll sleep now and maybe it'll be clearer tomorrow.'

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The dance came faster than expected. Before Harry knew it, he was already getting dressed. He pull the crimson, slightly fuzzy slacks on. Man, it was snug and tight. He got his vest and put over it his robes. Buttoning it up he laughed into the mirror. Overall, it fitted him very nicely.

The mirror whistled in appreciation, "Not bad! Much better than last time."

Harry laughed slightly while a small blush appeared on his cheeks. He blushed further when the mirror commented, "That's right little one, leave the blush there, makes you look much cuter."

Harry stared at the mirror before he tried to pat his hair down. It was always messy and Harry never really bothered to comb it. Harry 'Ugggh-ed' in frustration when his hair refused to lie flat. "I won't even try if I were you dear." The mirror told him.

Ron and Hermione had gone down first because Harry was running a little late. He told them not to bother about him and to go and have fun first and that he'll join them later on. Ron and Hermione looked like such a wonderful couple as they stood next to each other, their arms linked. Ron was wearing what he had bought at the store while Hermione had on a midnight blue strapless gown, her hair was in a elegant bun.

"Harry, Harry!" Seamus burst through the dormitory doors, "Come out! You'll never believe this." Seamus was wearing what Blaise told him to buy. Which was a dark brown robe.

Harry turned, "Believe what Seamus? I thought you just left? Why are you still here?"

"You won't believe it Harry! You're changed right?" Seeing Harry nod his head slowly, Seamus pulled Harry out of the door, "Come on Harry. I don't want to be alone in this. Don't want to be alone in this…" Seamus tried to think of the word, "embarrassment."

"What?" Harry was getting more and more confused.

The fat lady's portrait opened and Harry gaped. Right outside, stood Draco and Blaise. Blaise was dressed in a dark purple robe. Harry's breath hitched when his eyes traveled over to Draco's. Draco's outfit was rather similar to Harry's. Although the boy was in Slytherin colours. Dark green fuzzy looking slacks that fitting his ass showing the perfect curve, inside his robe was a vest while his robe was the same colour as his slacks with silver linings.

Harry stood there gaping for a minute before he felt Draco's eyes swept past him. Eyeing him up and down, for a moment he saw some emotions cross the Slytherin's eye. Harry shook himself out of his daze, "H-How," Harry inwardly cursed himself for stuttering. "How did you two know where the Gryffindor room is?"

Draco smirked, "We have our sources now don't we Blaise?"

The dark-haired teen crossed his arms, "We sure do."

Harry and Seamus looked at each other, unsure of what to do before they huddled together a little and took a step out of the common room, the fat lady slammed back shut.

"Ehh…" Seamus didn't know what to say.

Blaise smiled as he took Seamus's arm and pull him lightly down the stairs.

Harry blinked as his friend was gone, leaving him alone with Draco. Harry bit his bottom lip, his usual habit when he was nervous. He still could feel Draco's eyes on him.

Draco smiled lightly as he felt the other teens nervousness before he held out one hand to Harry, who jumped "Shall we proceed then?"

Harry blushed, before he accepted Draco's hand. To his great shock and pleasure, Draco bent down and kissed his hand before linking their arms together while Draco lead the way to the great hall.

'Someone pinch me…' Harry thought dreamily. Draco was acting like such a gentlemen. Not like the usual prick he used to. Well, since he was on their side he hasn't been acting much like one anyway. In fact, in most of his romance books had the guy pick up the girl from her house and he would take her hand and lead her all the way to the date…

Harry's brain jolted to a stop, wait. That means that he was like the girl if he and Draco were ever in a relation? Merlin! He never thought that far. He never thought himself as submissive or dominant. He was just… Harry. Never imagined something like this would happen. Not even in his wildest imagination. It was almost like a scene in his romance novels.

Goodness! His arm was tingling with sensation as it was linked with Draco's. Feels good…

Good Godric! -What's with all his exclaiming…?- They already were at the entrance of the grand hall. Harry breathed, the hall was done up amazingly. They was sparkles of crystals everywhere, giving the whole hall a glow. Couples were already dancing on the dance floor.

Harry felt Draco pull him inside. Almost at once, the whole hall was silent as they took a look at them. Harry knew he was always getting stared at because of his scar, but he never really got used to getting so much attention. Harry could see Dumbledore nodded his head in approval while McGonagall smiled faintly. Hagrid heard the rumors that spread around so he just gave Harry a thumb-up while Snape looked, well slightly stunned but like he had expected it.

He noticed some of the girls sigh dreamily while the boys rolled their eyes however, amusement in their eyes.

Draco was unlike Harry, used to stares, ignored all of them. He bent down and whispered to Harry, "Would you like to dance?"

Harry flushed faintly as he nodded his head, unable to talk. Draco lead Harry to the dance floor and took the position of the guy as one arm slithered around Harry's waist. Harry knew how to dance now, after what happened at the Yule Ball, Hermione had insisted on teaching him. He refused of course, but she told him it was just incase another function like that happened again.

Soon, everyone forgot about Harry and Draco and continued to do whatever they were doing before. The closeness between both boys was too much. Harry couldn't contain it, slowly he rested his head against Draco's chest. The blond seemed to stiffen for a moment before relaxing.

Draco whispered into Harry's ear, "You know, you look gorgeous tonight."

Harry shuddered and barely contain a moan as Draco's hot breath grazed over his ear. His ear was a very sensitive part of him. As reply to Draco's comment, Harry looked up at the taller boy and smiled sheepishly.

Both eyes met, emerald green stared right into silver grey eyes. Harry knew he was getting weak just staring but he also knew he was getting lost in those eyes. He could see all the emotions passing through them. Possessiveness, adoration, hunger, lust… Harry held his breath, and love.

Harry broke eye contact with Draco and leaned his head back on the boys chest. He saw too much in the Slytherins eyes. How could he be so stupid? How could he have not seen it sooner? Was he that oblivious? How many clues might Draco have dropped that he never realised. He heard from Dumbledore that Draco didn't want the mark because he didn't want to be some kind of slave… But Dumbledore had this twinkling in his eye like he knew something… but doesn't he always?

But is that really the reason? Was it something else?

Harry couldn't believe that he actually suspected that Draco may be horrible to him. To suspect that he might be a spy and to suspect that he might turn against him. Just one look into those eyes told him everything he needed to know. Harry never realised how vulnerable Draco had been. Okay, this was it! Harry needed to ask and talk to Draco privately.

"D-Draco?" Harry asked hesitantly.

Draco's, Harry didn't notice, was currently buried in Harry's messy hair. Inhaling the scent as Harry shivered. "Yes Harry?"

"W-We need… to talk. Privately." Harry almost groaned. Git that Draco is! Making him all… lusty and everything.

Draco kissed Harry on his head, "Okay then. Let's go to the Astronomy Tower, no one will be that during the dance."

Harry's eyes shuttered close at the kiss and nodded and allow Draco to take his hand and bring him to the tower.

To be continued.

Extra long chappie... AaahhH! It's going to be over so soon! Sorry if Harry was sooo… submissive? When I read it through I found it really… submissive. Egh. No boy could ever be so romantic. Right? Bah… XP

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