Draco- You remind me of Medusa
Harry- What? Why?
Draco- Whenever I look into your eyes I turn rock hard.
Harry rubbed his eyes as he and a crowd of students trudged into the great hall for lunch. He had stayed up late studying with Hermione the night before and he was clueless to how she was as bright as usual and he felt like bitter coffee didn't sound so bad.
Harry sat at the gryffindor table and piled fruit and pancakes high on his plate.
"Harry, you look like a wild beast!" Hermione huffed, laughing as Harry continued to stuff his mouth.
"I'm just a tired Hermione, I don't know how you do it," Harry sighed. His friends continued to talk about classes and upcoming OWLS.
Suddenly, something caught Harry's eye. Draco Malfoy was staring right at him. Instead of looking away as Harry anticipated, Draco continued to hold him in a burning glare. Harry swallowed hard. 'What does Malfoy want now?' He thought. It seemed like his question would be answered soon as Draco stood and stalked over to the gryffindor table, looking Harry in the eye the whole way there.
"What do you want Malfoy" Ron snarled. Harry swallowed again.
"Potter," Malfoy said calmly, completely ignoring Ron, "You remind me of Medusa,"
Harry tilted his head and his brow furrowed. 'Medusa?' Harry thought.
"What are you talking about Malfoy?" Harry demanded exasperated after he decided he couldn't figure out why.
"Because every time I look at you" pause for effect "I turn rock hard"
...Not what Harry was expecting.
He turned bright red and looked away from the now sniggering Draco.
"Date me?" Harry turned even redder if possible and ran from the hall. But as he ran past Draco, he unmistakably whispered- 'meet me outside of Snape's room after class'