Chapter 2
It was three weeks into school and Hermione and Ron were bugging Harry to either get a date with Malfoy or to talk to the potions professor.
Harry really didn't want to do either but seeing as how Malfoy was at least ten times better looking than Snape he had decided that he would try that. If it didn't work then he would speak to Snape.
He had tried completely random things. Malfoy had just simply hexed him into the hospital wing for a week every time.
It wasn't until a week before Halloween that he really got anywhere with Malfoy.
Malfoy just oh so happened to be in the head dorms when Harry went looking for Hermione cause Ginny cursed Ron good for calling her new boyfriend a sissy boy with no balls.
"Have you seen Hermione?" Harry asked with a soft knock to the open door to Malfoy's room after checking hers.
"Merlins mistress! Potter! Don't you have better things to do then harass me?" Malfoy said after jumping a foot into the air and looking completely startled.
"Yes, I do. Have you seen Hermione?" Harry asked again putting emphasis on Hermione's name.
"No, I have not. Now if you will kindly get the bloody hell out, I need to work on my defense." Malfoy huffed as he crumbled and tossed the slip of paper onto the floor.
Harry took the perfect opportunity.
"What kind of defense?" Harry asked innocently.
"The extra crap that we'll more than likely never use now…" Malfoy grumbled flopping into his chair that had to have come from Malfoy manor.
"You mean like a Patronus?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Bloody hell! Yes Potter! A sodding Patronus!" Malfoy yelled in frustration.
"I could help you…" Harry offered.
"If this is one of your half arsed attempts to get into my trousers I'll have you know…"
"No. I just… it's just that… Professor McGonagall has me starting Dumbledore's Army up again to help people with defense… you could maybe come to that… we have our first meeting the Friday before Halloween… it's a lot of fun… I swear." Harry finished weakly.
"Are there any Slytherins?" Malfoy asked curiously.
"Well… no but that's not because we don't want any… Slytherins just don't trust us…"
"And you don't trust Slytherins…" Malfoy finished for him.
"I trust you." Harry said reflexively.
"You also seem to want to get into my trousers pretty damned bad too."
"Your trousers no… but I would like to… I mean… would you… I…" Harry trailed off blushing fiercely. "I just want to get to know you." He finished lamely.
Malfoy looked at him calculatingly for a few minutes before he sighed.
"Like friends?" he asked.
"Slightly more than friends… but that is the general idea yes." Harry said sticking his hand out to Malfoy taking note of the complete irony of the situation.
"Very well." Malfoy said rising to his feet and taking Harry's hand. "I hope you realize this is me being the bigger man and accepting you instead of being childish and turning you away before I get to know you." He said quietly.
About that time the portrait door slammed.
"I think I found Hermione. Thank you… Draco." Harry said smiling.
"No… thank you, Harry…" Draco replied just before Harry was out of earshot making Harry stop in his tracks for a moment at hearing his name said so… so lovingly.