Harry stiffened he had heard a noise. Where the hell was Draco?
"Calm down Potter it's just me." Draco said there was a hint of laughter in his voice. Harry looked at what Draco had brought. "here hold out your arm." Harry did so cautiously.
"Why cant I just do it" Harry said cautiously
"Because idiot your arm is bleeding." Draco grabbed Harry's arm and with surprising tenderness dabbed his cut with a liquid potion. Harry felt a tingly sensation that had nothing to do with the potion. Quit pulling away Potter Draco said coolly. Harry watched as Draco lightly wrapped his arm in a bandage. "There better." Even though Harry's arm was finished he didn't pull it away. Draco suddenly turned towards Harry was frozen to the spot. They stared at each other for a second then everything else was a blur. Next thing Harry knew he was pressed up against the bench with Draco on top of him. Both of them kissing like they would never see each other again.
"What the hell was that" Harry said. With out another word Draco got up off the bench and left the cell. Harry began to panic what now? Why hadn't he just kept his stupid mouth shut? What if Draco was to embarrassed to help him again?