Chapter 2: Strange times, give strange feels…(cute)
Harry stared at himself in the mirror, feeling somewhat self-conscious which was weird, and somewhat embarrassed to go out of the bathroom, which was just excessively strange. Had it anything to do with Malfoy being out there? Yes, that was almost too obvious; it had everything to do with him. However, that was really the strangest thing about the whole situation.
Maybe it was because he was just so horrified that he had to share a room with Malfoy that he had Goosebumps. No, he actually didn't ever reallyhate him to begin with, it's just you got to stand up for your friends… Maybe it was— Wait Malfoy needs to get ready for bed too, Harry could almost feel the almost impatient glances the blond was sending at the door. Which was also strange, he didn't think he would have ever be at all in tuned to Malfoy's emotion. He took a deep breath; sudden feeling very tired and was now very glad tomorrow was Saturday.
Draco could feel the awkward and nervous waves of emotion rolling off the bathroom door, leaving him wondering what Potter was thinking. Moreover, if he was actually feeling that, or was in just himself? He could only barely tell the difference. The door opened slowly, and all awkward nervous feeling washed from the air when Harry walked out smiling slightly guiltily and apologized for taking a long time.
"Ah, no it's okay." Draco said trying hard to keep his breath steady, looking at the handsome saver of the Wizarding world, wearing long black pajama pants with a sexy crimson tank top that showed off his tanned -from quidditch- muscles.
Harry walked over to his bed and jumped on top of it his arms folded behind his head and stared up at the ceiling. Draco hurried over to the bathroom closing the door quickly pressing his hands to it, blushing wildly. He turned, a small click behind him said that the door had magically locked itself; slowly he started stripping off his clothes.
What in the hell was going on? When had Potter ever been so sexually attracting? He turned the shower on seconds later the water started streaming, slowly he stepped in.
"Not that I care." He said to himself quietly, So Potter was hot EVERYONE knew that, nothing to be worked up about… He let the hot water drizzling over his face float the thoughts away.
Few minutes later, the bathroom door open and steam pour out reviling freshly washed and not troubled Draco Malfoy wearing a silk green-collared long sleeved pajama shirt with black buttons and silk black pajama pants that made his pale sin glow. He had his towel draped around his shoulders and slightly dryed his white blond hair with the end of it.
He froze when he saw Harry sleeping quietly on his side, never bothered to get under the covers, his left arm bent slightly curling one hand by his head and another placed on his hip. Draco regained control and walked over to his bed calmly placing his towel down onto it. He pecked one eye over at Harry and suddenly felt his whole body being pulled toward him; he walked over slowly and knelt down by the side of the bed.
Slowly, carefully, he reached out. Feeling mildly curious if Harry's messy black hair was as rough as if looked, his figures slid across the tan cheek realizing with awe that Harry's skin was warm, so warm that you just wanted to melt and stay there forever. However, reluctantly his fingers moved on toward their goal, but no roughness came to them just ridiculously soft hair that you could stroke for hours.
Suddenly a warm hand gripped Draco cheek, snapping him back in to reality, had Harry woken up? He glanced quickly but the eyes were still shut as they had been minutes earlier. Except they seem to be getting closer… Draco didn't have to think before the incredibly soft lips of non other than Harry James Potter, meet his. Everything was dizzy as Draco readied himself for his brain to start working again, though two seconds went by, time stood still.
Then as soon as it happened Harry realest him, sending Draco flying backwards hitting into his own bed his hands clasps tightly around his mouth, blushing with a color that matched Harry's sexy tank top. His sliver eyes bulging eyebrows stuck to his forehead, just staring the calmly sleeping boy. That had been his first Kiss! And it was given to Harry?! He screamed, though not angrily. After a few long minutes, he slowly climbed into bed replaying the scene repeatedly in his head. Three hours past and his mind drifted to sleep.
Harry woke up at 8:30 (am) against his original plan to sleep in and when to go take a shower, feeling his lips slightly remembering the weird dream he had, had, which just added to the momentum of strange and weird feelings he had been having since he moved in here. He walked out of the bathroom fifteen minutes later in a black t-shirt and dark gray jeans, his emerald eyes trying to focus on a blurry shape of Draco.
He put on his glasses watching the shape of Draco come into focus and wondered slightly if he should wake up Draco for breakfast but remembered when Draco had sighed in relief when Dumbledore had said they could eat in their room, and decided against it. He went into the study and looked around again hardly believing he was now living somewhere so beautiful, and then whispered "Great Hall." Then disappeared.
9:00 o'clock rolled by then slowly Draco opened his eyes foggily the room came into focus, and unfortunately so did the memories of last night. He shot up in bed and looked around, no Harry, he felt somewhat relieved and somewhat lonely. He got up and walked over to the study and looked toward the clock, 10:00 am, he'd missed breakfast by two hours… Something caught his eye and he found a mountain of tasty foods on the dark red circle table.
Draco sat down stiffly, and plopped a small chocolate muffin into his mouth.
He was not stupid, just reluctant to allow himself to realize the reason why his heart started to pound when he thought of Harry's face. Moreover, why he was always so happy whenever Harry's full attention was on him, whether they were fighting or— Nevertheless, maybe he should just be truthful to himself the way he had not been for six years, he had always been lying and tricking himself when it came to Harry.
Draco jumped out of his chair and whispered "Lake Side." Disappearing, then reappearing next to the Lake by a large oak tree that had been his special spot since he had come to this school, the quiet place he could think. The only place he would allow himself to tell himself the truth.
The blond shook his head preparing himself for the impacted.
I Draco Malfoy, he thought to himself, have and always have had a huge crush on Har—
"Malfoy, oui!" Yelled a familiar voice, which sent shivers of pleasure up his spine. He looked up from where he had sat next to the lake, and saw Harry running up to him. Happiness spread unwillingly throughout him making him forget what he was saying.
He smiled at the approaching figure, Harry froze remembering his dream then shook his head and popped down next to Draco. The tense air lightened, "When did you wake up?" Harry asked lightly.
"Around ten, why?" Draco answer happily, completely unaware of the ice cracking off creating a new relationship between the two "enemies".
"Well I would have woken you up earlier," Harry said unknowingly flirty. "But I thought you might want to eat in the room..." He smiled weakly.
"Yeah, thanks for that. I needed to work something out…" Draco said in a tone that said don't ask. Harry didn't.
"Oh! I forgot to ask, the other night," Draco frozen, Had he really woken up?He thought in panic "I think I could feel," Draco swallowed down his heart, waiting to be punished. "Kind of sense what you were feeling, like when I was in the bathroom, I could feel you getting a little impatient…" Harry trailed off, Draco eyes widened this was not what he was expecting.
"A-a yeah you know I think I could to, I could feel when you were kind of nervous before coming out of the bathroom." Draco said looking in amazement, when Harry blushed slightly before announcing.
"We have to go talk to Dumbledore!" They both whispered "Head Masters office," and disappeared.