Draco Malfoy felt an old and familiar rage rise as he stared into Harry Potter's green eyes. Surprisingly, it was mixed with a bit of chagrin. He ought to have known Potter was coming, after all.
Potter didn't give either of them time to speak, simply barging directly into the alcove, carrying not a whit for the privacy spells (including the one that was slowly turning him pink. Draco decided that if Potter was staying more than two minutes, he'd uncast that one. Nobody looked good with their skin et off by acid).
"Malfoy, what did I say to you when we first met?" Harry demanded. Really? That's what you choose?
"Absolutely nothing. Frankly, I was afraid you were mute." Draco Malfoy drawled, falling back on disdain as if it were a potions habit.
Harry Potter's lips crinkled up, and he responded, "And yet you still wanted to be my friend so badly?"
"It was either you, lickspittles, or Nott." Draco Malfoy said, surprising himself with his honesty. "And Nott doesn't talk." It was true, if more because the studious boy liked to scheme in the shadows.
"I take your point," Harry said, before turning to Hermione, "Sunshine, daisies, mellow yellow-"
Hermione grinned and responded continuing the singsong, "Turn this stupid fat rat yellow."
... and then the fireworks began...
First, Hermione tackled Harry, pulling him into a headlock, and, her teeth grit, she demanded, "Why did you question Malfoy first?"
"Figured you were more likely to Imperius him and stay in an easily findable location." Harry Potter said, neatly demonstrating more intelligence than I normally gave the entirety of Gryffindor (save Granger) credit for.
"Your caring leaves me touched, Potter." Draco Malfoy said, faking a sudden upswelling of comity.
Potter snorted, and said, "Touched in the head, you mean. Yeah, it's you alright."
Hermione looked at Harry, having belatedly released him from the headlock, "Harry? Later."
Harry Potter said, "Yeah, yeah, just fill me in." And left, giving them both his back without any concern for either of them hexing it. Occasionally Gryffindors were just stupid bold. Or maybe he just trusted Granger not to let me...
[a/n: Harry had had about a million "unfortunate events" rolling through his mind. Most of them involved someone getting kidnapped.
Hence why he's not acting completely crazy. He's going back to keep watching them on the map - he's not that trusting.
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