It's been a million years. I'm sorry. Aahhhh... Please don't hurt me too bad. I said I'd update regularly, and I didn't. I'm a bad person, noooo!

Dang it, I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, something like this might have already happened in the books. Savvy? Thank you.

Enjoy.

The thing that surprised both Draco and Harry was that the fact of their relationship hadn't spread throughout the train in the first half an hour that Ginny and Pansy had known.

"It can't be long until every student at Hogwarts is turned against me and… well, me." Harry thought, sitting back in the compartment with Ron and Hermione.

Both of his friends had noticed that Harry was spacing out unusually after his escapades of the visitation of Draco Malfoy and the mysterious, drawn out disappearance.

"Harry?" Hermione asked earnestly.

Harry jumped about a foot in the air.

"What? Eh?"

"You're staring into bloody space, mate." Ron answered, still a bit peeved.

"Am I? Sorry."

"So, Harry." Hermione said slyly. "How's Draco?"

"Oh, lovely. He said he'd had a touch of dragon pox during the sum- hey!"

" 'Hey' indeed." A triumphant smirk rose on Hermione's face.

Ron, however, was having a hard time putting two and two together.

"When did you talk to that stupid bugger?" He exclaimed wildly. "You're hiding something and I know it."

"Shut up, Ronald!" Hermione's eyes flashed. "Now. How long have you been seeing Draco?"

Harry stared at her in amazement. Ron gaped in horror.

"You never cease to amaze me, Hermione." Harry chuckled.

"You're avoiding the question."

"Oh, all right. Since May last year."

"Okay, okay." interrupted Ron. "When are Fred and George going to drop from the ceiling and blow confetti on everyone shouting 'April Fool'?"

The two other friends sat staring at Ron in silence.

"We're serious, Ron." Harry said.

Ron blinked.

"Proof. I want proof."

"Fine! I'll get Draco now!" snapped Harry venomously. He got to his feet and stepped into the rattling hallway, slamming the door behind him. Stomping down the hallway, he yelled, "DRACO!"

A silvery blonde head popped out of a compartment.

"What!"

Harry grabbed him by the arm and dragged him down the hall.

"Our dear Ronald has found out and he wants bloody proof…"

"So what are we going to do, start shagging or-"

"No! Just kiss me or something. Improvise."

"But we have to be in the moment for a kiss…"

"Oh, fine! The moment…"

"Hey, wait, I know. Hold my hand, Harry."

"What? We're still in the corri-"

Suddenly, they were in front of Harry's compartment.

Draco grabbed Harry's hand and slid the door open, leading Harry in after him.

"So, Weasel King," Draco said smoothly. "Just what sort of proof do you want?"

Draco plopped down the seat opposite Ron, with Harry following.

"Here he is, Ron." Harry said. "Any more proof?"

"Er, erm, Malfoy," Ron stammered, clearly thinking slowly. "Kiss Harry on the cheek. Or something."

"Gladly. Or something." Draco rolled his eyes.

Draco put his arm round Harry's neck once more and pulled his face in slowly, to 'make the moment'. At the last second, when Draco's face was centimeters away from his, Harry turned his head and the kiss landed on his lips. After a second or two, they drew apart. Several minutes of dead silence, save the train whistling and creaking, passed between the group of four.

Hermione seemed to be suppressing a hysteric fit of giggles. Ron just looked absolutely horrified.

"The whole WORLD'S gone mad!" Ron jumped up and yelled, pointing at Harry. "Who the hell are you and what have you done with Harry!"

"Ron," Harry said earnestly. "I am Harry. Sit down.

"LIES!" Ron shook his head manically, his popping out of his head. "My best mate wouldn't have a bloody romantic relationship with someone he's hated since day one!"

He stopped suddenly, clearly pondering something.

"Unless this really is happening," Ron blinked once more.

"Brilliantly spotted, Mr. Holmes." Draco mumbled with a roll of his eyes.

"You two really are involved, aren't you? Damn it. You could have told me mate." Ron's voice faltered slightly and he paused, then opened the compartment door and ran out and down the corridor.

Harry leapt up to retrieve him, but was stopped.

"Don't go after him, Harry," Hermione said. "He needs time to recuperate. He's in shock.
Harry looked at Hermione uncertainly.

"Okay,"

"I should go back to my compartment now, okay? They're proably up and wondering by now." Draco stated. "See you."

"Bye," Harry replied quietly.

Draco left the compartment soundlessly. Harry looked solemnly out the window and recounted the day's events, and in the distance stood Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, glittering and shining in all its glory.

See? No cliffhanger! Woo!

-Ayashi ♥