I'm not really sure if this is the last chapter or not. It might sound somewhat unprofessional but I write my chapters on whatever pops in my head at that moment, that's how I makes the situations come and go. So I may or may not think of a new thing to put into the story. But thanks very much for reading! You don't how happy I am when I get reviews, they really just warm my heart! THANKS! ENJOY chapter 6!

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Draco POV

I got up got of bed about thirty minutes before everyone else, I was so worried about Harry I couldn't think straight. I hope Weasel didn't punch him, or vice versa, not that I care if Weasley gets punched but that might leave Harry with a twinge of guilty and depression.

Shit, I really hope Weasley does cast an anti hexing spell on Harry, I've heard those are very painful, well only if you haven't actually been hex.

I finished brushing my teeth, spitting foam into the sink, and wiped my mouth with a towel. You know what I hope they didn't do anything at all, to those two I might not even be worth a fight… Quickly I walked back and forth on the floor, what was I to Harry anyway? Was I an acquaintance? Was I a friend? Or—

I stopped dead in my tracks and shook my head lightly, one thing at a time, and right now it's last night. In a flash, I tried to remember what had happened, but I kept getting stopped at one point. The point where Harry was five inches away…

It was as if he was in a trance, his emerald green eyes never moved from mine, as he leaned in. I could feel his warm breath on my face, one hand gripping my mine the other holding my waist, his pink lips were right there pulling me in closer and closer, till…

WEASLEY HAD TO MESS EVERYTHING UP! I almost screamed in frustration, but settled with rubbing my hands through my hair quickly in annoyance then flinging them down to my sides with a huff. I looked in the mirror, and sighed realizing I had just mess up ten minutes of carefully styled hair.

With a deeper sigh, I moved toward the mirror and carefully started brushing down the wild bits of flow away hair, trying to calm myself. My ear perked at the sound of my roommates stretching and yawning. I sighed knowing I did not have any time to completely fix my hair.

So I padded it down a few times, then started to walk out of the bathroom, only to turn around and brush it again. "Hey Draco, get out would you." Yelled Blaise, pounding on the door.

I put my hands up to pat my hair again, but put them back down after a second, and walked over opening the door to let him in. Once I was completely out he rushed past me slamming the door shut, making me jump at the sound.

I walked over to my bed pulling Akio out from under the covers, and put him on my shoulder, waited a few seconds letting him yet comfortable. Then strode out of the room, making my way towards the Great Hall, my mind wandered to Harry. What kind of mood would he be in?

I walked into the Great Hall without looking over at the Gryffindor table, through I could feel eyes on me from over there, but they were not very friendly ones. I sincerely hoped to the Gods that it wasn't Harry glaring at me.

Nevertheless, I sat down, still reluctant to look across the hall, and began to fill up my plate. I was watching Akio eat then carefully peeked an eye towards Harry. He was picking at his food in a tired way, I let out a relieved sigh, I don't how I would have even started to talk to him again if his friends had convinced him not to talk to me.

Wait friends? Where were his friends? He was sitting next to a Gryffindor I think was named Dean and the young Weasley girl. I scanned the Gryffindor, and then spotted them, on the opposite side of the table.

Granger had her head down, and every once and awhile shot Harry worried and apologetic looks that he had no possible chance of seeing. Next to her, I found that Weasley had been the source of the heated glare I had felt when I came in, he was still glaring at me, so I looked back towards Harry.

Who caught my eye, he smiled weakly, then saw I had all ready notice the change in sitting. In addition, bumped up his shoulders in a 'What was there to do' kind of way. He turned back and started talking to Dean.

My shoulders slumped down and I stared at my plate unhappily. I had always wanted Harry to pick me over his friends ever since first year when I insulted Weasley and have him not care, I had expected him to, actually. When we fought I wanted him to forget everyone but me.

Now when he actually had done it I felt bad, I felt bad that Hermio—er. Oh well, that Hermione now was depressed and wanted to apologize, that Weasley now felt he had lost his friend and was blaming me. I sighed, and stroked a concerned looking Akio.

Looking up toward Harry again I noticed Hermione walking towards him, my stomach jumped happily. She sat next to him looking like she was going to cry, but then said something to him with pleading eyes. Harry sighed then smiled and said something to her. She hugged him then wiped tears from her face then started laughing.

I smiled inwardly glad that she was back with him. I looked toward Weasley who stubbornly had his arms crossed in front of him looking in the other direction. I didn't feel bad anymore Weasel was over there because he want Harry to apologize, idiot. I smiled again, stabbing a piece of egg with my fork and slid it into my mouth.

I chocked on it slightly remembering today was Monday! I had a study date with Harry! I felt happy and stupid calling it that a 'Study Date' but that is what I kept thinking. That we would study and get to know each other! Was there any other definition of 'Study date'? It's too bad we didn't have potions today…

Butterflies started ramming themselves in to the wall of my stomach, trying with all their might to burst their way out of me. As my last class of the day ended and I started to make my way toward the library.


Harry POV

I walked into the library, quickly scanning the table looking for Draco he wasn't there yet. Draco wasn't there, but almost all the other potion students were, it seems like everyone decided today was the best day to study.

I scanned the room again noticing a small table in the back of the library, I quickly walked towards it before anyone else could get it. Plopping my things down on the table showing it was taken, and started looking around for the books we needed.

Smiling as I did, I had been in an especially good mood, since breakfast.

~flash back~

" "You wouldn't believe, how fast large pots and knock a person out!" Dean said making everyone roar with laugher. My ears caught a sound, over the laugher, of footsteps walking up to me. Thinking it was Ron trying to get me to apologize to him again, I was about it get angry. However, I saw Hermione there, she looked like she was all most about to cry.

She sat next to me and sniffed looking down at her hands, then looked up at me with glassy chocolate eyes.

"H-Harry," she started, choking down tears. "I didn't even realize,*sniff*I'm so sorry, I guess I was so wrapped up in Ron and I, I forgot a-all *sniff* about you. Even when you tried to talk to us, I ju-just brushed you off! I'm such a horrible friend!" She almost exploded into tears. "I'm so sorry, will you let me make it up? I will try to be friends with Draco, I see that you like and respect him a-a lot, and I will try my best to be friendly toward him. Will you forgive me?" She said desperately.

Sighing I looked at her, she wasn't even the one who had to apologize, she hadn't done anything wrong… "Mione, of course I forgive you. You really hadn't done anything wrong. I was just pissed at Ron for hexing Draco. I'm really sorry for taking it out on you too…" I said quietly knowing that all our classmates were listening now.

She started crying happily and pulled me into a hug, then whispered. "I'm sorry for ignoring you, Harry." Pulling back she wiped off her face with her sleeve, and then started laughing at herself for crying."

~Flash-back ended~

I smiled warmly, then remember I was looking for something and looked around, I saw Draco walking into the library scanning the room. I waved at him from behind the bookcase I was at, and pointed at the desk next to be and mouth 'We sit here.' He walked over to it stiffly, a blush coming into his face. My eyes went wide, thump, thump, what is this? I asked myself feeling my heart pounding.


Draco POV

Harry was staring at me, just staring, with his eyes glowing behind those circled glasses in the same intense trance that he had, had in the hall. The butterflies duplicated in size and were all banging themselves into each other and into my stomach creating chaos and panic that spread to all the butterflies creating wild fires burning everywhere making the butterflies panic even more and so on.

Moreover, they all combined in making my face blazing with very hot blood. "W-What?" I asked swallowing down an attempted escapist butterfly.

He shook his head quickly and he turned his back to me. Slowly the blush started to succeed and the butterflies calmed down a bit, I mentally thanked Harry for giving me a chance to calm down.

I looked up at him, his back still to me. The back of his ears where red and I noticed he was taking slow and deep breaths. "What books do we need?" He asked suddenly, making me jump. "Umm, I think we should get both, 'The Big Book of Improving Potions' and 'Potions to Get Jobs Done'. " I said somewhat concern that Harry had not looked back at me yet.

"Okay I'll look for, 'The Big Book of Improving Potions', and you look for the other." He said quickly and walked off.


Harry POV

Oh my god, Oh my god, What the hell was going on. Just the sight of Draco makes my heart throb. I am going mental. What's going on?! Wait, calm down you have to act normal, or he will ask 'What's wrong.' and I won't even know the answer!

I took a couple deep breaths, and cooled down. Looking around I saw Malfoy reading the labels of books by trailing his finger down the books spine, making me shiver with thoughts that were all way to confusing.

I looked away feeling that I could pull off a normal act if I didn't stare at him for long periods of time. Scanning the books myself, I found the one and pulled it out. It was a very large book, and somewhat hard to carry. Large and purple with cursive gold words in all caps 'THE BIG BOOK OF IMPROVING POTIONS.' When I read it, I felt that someone was shouting the title at me.

I looked at it, considering that if I put somewhere else I could keep looking for it and don't have to sit next to Draco for a while longer.

I looked over at him, and sighed; He had found his book and was waiting for me to find mine before he started to read. Taking in a deep breath, I walked over to him and sat down in the chair opposite him.

He looked up and me slightly and said lightly, "Do you know anything about this potion? I want to get what we know out of the way before we start studying." I gulped, felling shy for some reason. "Only what Snape told us…"I said, he nodded of me to continue. "As in that it was a potion that would make it so you did everything, meaning absolutely anything in your power to get what you most desire…" I finished feeling a bit more myself than before.

I smiled happy I could face him properly, he blushed, and my embarrassment came flooding back and I looked down at my book. "Okay then let's get to work. " He said somewhat awkwardly. Leading back in my chair, I flipped to the glossary and found 'Mandocai Sinariia' on page 1329. I jumped to the page and started reading:

The Potion Mandocai Sinariia' is a powerful potion able to give the user so mush confidents that it can be deadly in large quantities

I started to write down the new information, then looked at Draco, and holding my breath.

He was looking down at his book, his long eyelashes almost brushed his cheek, just barely hidden by the eye lashes his eyes shown a bright captivating sliver that could melt anyone with a glance, it was really was a wonder Harry himself was still solid. Is it that he just never noticed? How Draco hair hung silkily to the side of his pure white beautiful face, how his full pink lips made a shiver run up mine spine?

What was going on? thump, thump! Shit, my hearts pounding like crazy again. Felling the blood in my cheeks, I buried my head in to my book.

Doesn't use more than once a week, if taken more than once you will have an adverse reaction. Depression, unluckiness, and you will not notice when anything good happens to you—


Thirty minutes later


Draco POV

*Yawn* I stretched out my arms in front of me. "Hey, do you think we've got enough information?" Harry asked looking up at me with a tried expression. I nodded and we both started to get up from the desk. I got up to fast and got lightheaded fell down a little.

Harry reached out, "Are you okay?" he asked steadying me, then noticed he was holding my waist and let go with an embarrassed look stretched on his face.

What's that all about? I thought eyeing Harry suspiciously. "Yeah, I'm fine," I answered unsure if I should ask him the same thing. "Boy's it's almost to curfew you should leave." Said Steffen the librarian's new assistant, we looked at the clock before walking out of the Library. Harry stared at me in a weirdly longing way before, mumbling a 'good night'. "Good night, Harry." I whispered when he out of hearing range. And walked down toward the dungeons.


Sorry I kind rush at the end I'm really tired…YAWN! It's like 3 or something I don't know. (~)