A/N: Please, please don't kill me. I'm really sorry these chapters didn't go up faster, but the documents manager wasn't working correctly, and then I left on a three week vacation thing to Oregon... So, I hope you like what you read... and rate/review!
Disclaimer: None of the beasts described here belong to me. If they would, I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, now would I?
"I have something to tell you," Harry stammered.
Ron and Hermione listened intently.
"I've, er…" He began. "I've been seeing…"
Ron raised his eyebrows.
"Yes?" He asked.
"I've got to go." Harry said, hurrying out and slamming the door shut behind him.
He leaned on the door for a minute or so, wondering what to do. Decideing to go and confront Draco, Harry began walking to his left, the direction he had seen Draco walk just minutes before.
Checking each compartment, must have pressed his nose against ten different windows or more, looking for his Draco.
His heart skipped a beat.
"There his is!" Harry exclaimed silently.
It took him several minutes to grab Draco's attention, which was a very complicated matter as Harry didn't want to seem suspicious, so as not to draw ideas that Draco and Harry were romantically involved. Even though they were…
He first tried flailing his arms about wildly while kneeling in front of the door. This attempt delivered no results at all; all in the compartment continued whatever it was they were doing without any notice of Harry at all.
"That must have looked really stupid," Harry thought.
He stopped and sat on the floor for a moment to think about how to get Draco out.
"Harry?" Said a hauntingly familiar voice. "What are you doing on the ground?"
Harry looked up. It was Ginny.
Her fiery red hair glowed in the slowly dimming light, and her green eyes were bright with excitement. She leaned down and kissed Harry heavily on the cheek, then around his mouth.
Harry endured the torture by closing his eyes tightly.
"I missed you," She smiled. "It's great to see you." (A/N: This story is written as if many of the events in HBP never happened.)
"I missed you also," Harry said, although it wasn't meant in the same sense that Ginny thought it was. "You should change into your robes soon, Gin. We're arriving within two hours."
Ginny frowned slightly. "Really? Well, you've already changed… So I should, then. See you later!" Waving buoyantly, Ginny stood up and bounced down the corridor.
Harry sighed his relief in Ginny's absence. Standing up and dusting himself off, he put on a stony expression and knocked on the door to the compartment.
Draco looked up, and his eyebrows shot up immediately.
Getting up to open the door, he mouthed "Sorry," as he slid it open.
"What do you want, Potter?" He snapped.
Words couldn't explain how horrible it made him feel to be so cold to the one he loved.
"Hello, Malfoy." Harry replied coolly. "I need to talk to you about something. Come with me, will you?"
"Sure," Draco said, flashing a small smile.
"Thanks."
The two walked down the corridor, ignoring the strange looks they were earning from Pansy Parkinson, Crabbe and Goyle, who were poking their hoses out into the corridor.
"Wasn't that the luggage carriage?" Asked Pansy as Draco and Harry disappeared behind the door to the next car.
"Yes… I suppose it was," Goyle answered thickly.
"I wonder why Potter needed to talk to Draco," Pansy said to no one in particular. "And why is it so important that he has to take Draco into the luggage carriage alone?"
Just then, Ginny turned up.
"Er, hello, Pansy." She said uneasily. "Have you seen Harry?"
x.X.x
Harry pulled Draco into the luggage carriage and held him close.
"That was a hell of a trick you pulled in my compartment," Harry said rather irritably, breaking apart from the embrace. "Hermione and Ron nearly tore you to pieces."
"I know," Draco smirked. "Weasley looked like he was going to kill me."
Harry laughed quietly and was caught into another hug, this time led by Draco.
"I did miss you," Draco murmured into Harry's ear.
"I know," was all Harry could manage, for he suddenly had an urge to kiss, so he did.
With his lips pressed against Draco's, a small jolt of energy was shared between the two bodies.
Oh, how they had missed this.
Suddenly, the dimmed room was bathed in a bright light. Squinting and covering his eyes, two figures were distinguishable at the door.
"What the hell?" Draco asked, squinting at the silhouettes. The couple froze when they realized who the shadowy figures were.
It was Pansy Parkinson, with Ginny alongside her, both wearing very surprised expressions.
"How much did they see?" Harry wondered nervously.