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Harry and Hermione walked into breakfast the next day, sitting down at the Gryffindor table as usual.
"So, Harry," Hermione started, attempting to sound casual. "Did you and Malfoy talk yesterday?"
Harry was shoveling food into his mouth when he looked back up at Hermione, her face looking away from him.
"Yeah.." Harry trailed off, not sure if he should mention the fact that Malfoy approached him first. "We talked."
Hermione looked curiously at him before looking towards the Slytherin table and staring at Blaise.
"I'm surprised you guys aren't already going out," Harry said suddenly, noticing Hermione and Blaise staring at each other.
"What?" Hermione whispered, her head snapping towards him. "Why would you say that, Harry?"
The green-eyed boy shrugged his shoulder's, opening his mouth to reply, when Ron and Ginny sat down next to him.
"Never mind."
"Hey, Harry," Ginny whispered into his ear. "How are you?"
Giving her a weak smile, Harry shifted away from her and started to stand up.
"I'm fine, Gin, but I have to get going. I'm going to the umm, library.."
Quickly throwing his bag over his shoulder, Harry started to walk out of the Great Hall. He and Malfoy were suppose to meet at the Quidditch Pitch after breakfast. Shrugging off his cloak, Harry undid his tie and tossed it onto the pitch.
Reaching his arm's above his head to stretch, Harry's wand fell out of his pocket. He bent over to pick it up when he heard a gasp behind him, snapping back up he turned around to a flushed Malfoy.
"Err, hello," Harry said awkwardly, his face suddenly coloring too.
Malfoy cleared his throat and looked everywhere but at Harry. After a few tense minutes, Draco started walking towards Harry, stopping when they were inches apart.
"Hello, Potter," He whispered, his breath ghosting across Harry's face.
Swallowing a lump in his throat, Harry took a few steps away from him and sat down on the dirt.
"I was thinking about Hermione and Zabini. There's a Hogsmeade trip today that they could go to."
Draco nodded and conjured a blanket to sit down on before answering Harry.
"Excellent, Potter! Ahh, but they may be a bit suspicious if we all just suddenly show up together acting friendly.."
Harry gave a small smile at that, which Draco returned. Cocking his head to the side, Harry stared at Draco. His blonde-hair blowing softly, his soft looking lips turned down in a frown, and his grey eye's..staring directly back at Harry.
"Oh, err..yeah. I had a plan for that part of the problem," Harry mumbled while staring down at his lap, his face turning a light pink.
"Which would be..?" Draco prompted, biting back a smile at the embarrassed Gryffindor.
Harry looked back up at Draco and started blushing harder at the obvious smirk he was receiving.
"We could 'accidentally' meet somewhere and then go grab a bite to eat or something."
"Bloody hell, Potter!" Draco said laughing. "That idea might actually work!"
Harry smiled at him before standing up and brushing his clothes off and unconsciously offering his hand towards Draco. The grey-eyed boy looked up at him, them both suddenly remembering Harry's rejection of friendship first year. Draco hesitantly reached his hand out and grasped Harry's before getting pulled up into the air.
"Thanks, Potter," Draco said quietly, letting his hand linger longer then necessary.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah. Your welcome.." Harry dropped Draco's hand and shoved his into his pocket's.
"Let's meet at Honeydukes and then we can go to that tea shop," Draco said before turning around and walking back towards the castle.
When Draco was out of sight, Harry released a breath he hadn't realized he had been holding and started to walk towards the castle too.
0o0o
When it was time to go to Hogsmeade, Harry scanned the crowd, looking for the flash of blonde hair. Finally seeing it, Harry gave a grateful sigh and turned back towards Hermione.
"So, 'Mione, can we stop at Honeydukes first?"
Hermione chuckled fondly at Harry, and started to follow the crowd.
"Of course. I know how you need your sweets."
When they arrived in Hogsmeade, Harry and Hermione walked into Honeydukes browsing the sweets section. Hearing the familiar drawl of Malfoy, Harry directed Hermione towards the voice.
"Granger?" Blaise asked, smiling when he saw who it was.
"Zabini," Hermione said shyly, walking towards him and giving him a hug.
Harry and Malfoy stood off to the side, watching the scene with growing amusement.
"Drake and I were going to go get some food. You two are welcome to join us," Blaise said to Hermione, giving her a charming smile. Hermione looked towards Harry and he gave her a small nod, saying yes.
"Great," Draco drawled sarcastically. "Let's go then."
Walking down the street towards a tea shop, Blaise held open the door for a blushing Hermione with Harry and Draco following. Grabbing a booth towards the back, Harry and Hermione sat on one side facing Draco and Blaise. Placing their orders, an awkward silence descended across the group, before Hermione broke it.
"So, how is everyone's school year going?"
Blaise and Hermione picked up conversation from there, while Draco and Harry looked everywhere but at each other and sipped their tea.
"So, Potter," Draco said casually, "How are you and the Ginger doing?"
Harry laughed which caused is tea to spray everywhere, grabbing a napkin Harry started to blot the table, still chuckling.
"Her and I have been broken up since the end of the war."
Draco raised an eyebrow at this a took another sip of his tea before answering.
"Trouble in paradise, eh?"
"No, I just discovered I had different..tastes," Harry mumbled, wringing his napkin in his hand.
Suddenly feeling his heart speed up, Draco opened his mouth to ask his next question when their food was set in front of them. Blaise and Hermione didn't order anything, so they decided to take a walk, leaving Harry and Draco alone. Draco picked a vanilla cupcake off his plate before taking a big bite, moaning deep in his throat. Harry felt his face flush and took a large drink of his tea, forgetting how hot it was, he spit it out for the second time that day.
"Bloody hell, Potter," Draco scoffed, taking another bit of his cupcake. "You seem to be clumsy."
'Only around you', Harry thought bitterly.
"Sorry about that."
The rest of the meal was ate in silence, both boys drifting off into their own worlds. When Harry finished his roll, he looked back up and saw Draco had frosting smeared on his face.
"You have something on your face," Harry said, gesturing to where it was at.
"Do I?" Draco picked up his napkin and dabbed at his face, completely missing the frosting.
Without over thinking it, Harry leaned across the table and swiped his thumb gently across Draco's cheek.
"There you go."
Draco bit his lip when Harry licked the frosting off his finger. Watching with rapid interest, Draco didn't notice the odd look he was receiving until Harry cleared his throat.
"Thanks," Draco croaked, hating how embarrassed he sounded. Harry gave a slight nod and stared up at the ceiling.
"Want to go look for the lovebirds?" Harry asked suddenly, trying to break the uncomfortable tension.
Draco nodded and stood up, throwing some money on the table before following behind Harry. Both boys took a path that wasn't well known to other people and tried to look for their friends. After ending up at a dead end, Draco turned towards Harry and almost bumped noses with him.
"Oh, sorry," Harry mumbled, his breath smelling like mint tea.
Harry started to back away when Draco wrapped his arm's around Harry's waist, pulling him flush against him. Gently tracing circles on Harry's hips, Draco licked his lip's unconsciously and leaned closer.
"Malfoy?" Harry squeaked, grimacing at how embarrassed his voice sounded.
"Do I make you nervous, Harry?" Draco asked, purring Harry's name in his ear.
Draco looked Harry in the eyes, green meeting grey, slowly leaning in and watching Harry's eyes flutter closed when they heard footsteps coming towards them. Suddenly scrambling apart, Harry ran and shaky hand through his hair and gave Draco an odd look.
"Harry?" came Hermione's voice.
Harry looked back towards Draco before turning around and following the voice. Draco grumbled and stomped after Harry, cursing his luck.
0o0o
After they arrived back at school, Harry went straight to his dorms and laid down. Harry grinned when he remembered Draco's face after he wiped the frosting off of him. Then he blushed, recalling how close Draco was when they were on the trail.
If Draco wanted to play a flirting game, then Harry would definitely not object, but instead participate. Already looking forward to their next meeting, Harry closed his eye's and dosed off, already dreaming of grey-eyes and blonde-hair.
Ugh, I've had a terrible day. Reviews would make it better?(: