Ron's POV
By the time holiday finally came around, I was almost desperate to talk to Draco. Harry, Hermione, Ginny and I were waiting for the train, and the whole time all I could do was look for the Slytherin. I heard Harry tell a joke, so to make it seem like I knew what was going on, I pretended to laugh with the rest of my friends. As I did, I saw Draco out of the corner of my eye, sitting across the way on top of his trunk, his face buried in a copy of a Muggle novel, entitled 'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest'.
"Hey, guys," I said, trying to feign casual. "I'll be back in a sec."
They hardly noticed, consumed in their conversation. I walked away rather quickly, weaving through the crowd of students to get to him. He saw me as I walked over, and lowered the book into his lap.
"Hey," I said, smiling.
"Hi," he replied. "Happy Holidays."
"Same to you. Going back to the Manor?"
He nodded, and I saw a flash in those blue eyes that told me what he actually wanted to say. Unfortunately.
Not knowing exactly what to say, I changed the subject. "Are you riding with anyone?"
He shook his head, looking down at his book for a moment. "Naw. I don't have any friends that are going home for the holidays."
I realized later how happy I must have seemed then. I beamed and straightened up a little. "Great!"
He looked up at me confused, but also slightly amused. "Why is that a good thing?" he laughed.
My smile vanished and I turned my usual shade of red. "Oh, I didn't mean it like that. I was just gonna ask if you wanted to ride in a cabin with me."
He smiled up at me. "Oh, well in that case, I guess it is a good thing. I'd like that." I felt another prickle of self-accomplishment at that, and we grinned at each other for a moment before the whistle of the train pulls our eyes apart. Draco stood and started pulling his trunk towards the platform as everyone begun to scurry around.
"Here, let me help," I said, and grabbed onto the handle as well, my hands almost on top of his. My arm slid against his, and I felt the hair on the back of my neck stand up while my heart pumped out a healthy dose of adrenaline. A small shaking feeling was present in my stomach for a moment, and I let out a small breath. We glanced at each other and I knew my ears are red, but when Draco smiled and laughed a little, I chuckled and played it off, trying desperately to ignore what a large reaction such a small thing had created in me.