Chapter 6
The next day, he was rudely awakened by a snowy white owl that he vaguely recognised, it was pecking at his bare foot that was hanging out the bottom of the sheets. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, gave his best death glare at the owl and took the scroll off its foot. He looked around; Blaise and Theo were still fast asleep, unaware of the white owl, so he tore open the parchment. The owl watched him with its beady eyes whilst he read the short letter.
To Draco
Sorry about yesterday. I really want to make it up to you.
Please meet me tomorrow after tea at the usual place.
I promise I'll turn up this time.
I'll be waiting.
Harry.
Draco frowned and then glared at the snowy owl, which still hadn't left. What was it waiting for? He wasn't going to reply, he was going to leave Harry to wonder all day if he will show up or not. Which was cruel, he knew, but he actually didn't know if he was going to yet. He'd think about it some more. He got up and took another cold shower before changing into his school robes. When he walked back into the bedroom, the white owl was still sat there, gazing at him.
"Shoo" Draco said, flapping his arms a bit but the owl just moved a little but didn't fly away. Draco frowned again, what is wrong with this bird? He couldn't let the other boy's see it though, they could easily figure out that this was Harry's owl, since he was the only person with an owl that was pure white, and then there would be lots of awkward questions.
"Go away"
But when the bird didn't move again Draco let out a groan of frustration. He sat down on the bed with the bird sat at the end, still looking at him. He smiled slightly as he thought about Harry instructing it to stay until Draco replied and the bird blinked. Suddenly, it walked forward and planted itself on Draco's knee, looking expectantly up. Merlin, this bird was annoying.
"Fine! Fine, I'll write back." He said and he swore the bird's eyes smiled, if that was possible.
He grabbed a spare bit of parchment and wrote:
Ok.
D.
He shot a smirk at the bird and tied it to its leg. As soon as he had let go it opened its wings and swooped out of the open window. Draco got up and slammed the window shut, waking up the Blaise in the process.
"Oy, What you doing?"
"Nothing Blaise." Draco sighed and walked out of the room.
The day went dreadfully slow. Draco was sure someone had put a charm on time to make sure it went extra slow today. Though that was impossible so he doubted it. He couldn't decide if he was looking forward to seeing Harry or not. He knew that he couldn't continue ignoring him though, it just wasn't working. Blaise and Pansy had been keeping there distance, and Pansy still hadn't brought up the 'you need help' again.
Later, he was sat in the great hall, surrounded by fellow Slytherin but he ignored them all. He kept glancing up and catching Harry staring at him in wonder. He wanted to make a rude gesture to him to get him to snap him out of the trace that the other boy seemed to be in but he couldn't risk it with so many people about. He ate slowly, trying his hardest to not look across to the Gryffindor table. Suddenly, he caught movement from the edge of his eye and saw that Harry had gotten up and was walking fast out of the great hall. He heard Granger shouting "See you later!" after him. Draco counted to 50 and then got up also walking out of the great hall.
He saw Harry's figure lounging against the tree, he slowed his pace to make it seem like he was casually walking but really he was very anxious to be by his side. Harry turned his head and saw Draco, he smiled weakly at him and Draco just nodded back.
"I thought you weren't going to turn up." Harry said, looking back over the lake.
Draco settled at his side, also leaning against the tree. Their shoulders brushed lightly but neither boy pulled away.
"I nearly didn't to be honest."
"I'm sorry Draco. I should have told you somehow or…"
"It doesn't matter anymore." Suddenly all of Draco's anger had melted away at the sight of how desperate the other boy seemed and clearly something was bothering him greatly.
"Yes it does!"
Draco looked questioningly at Harry
"It does?"
"Yes, of course it does. I hurt you so now I'm trying to make it up to you."
"You don't have to.."
"I know. But I want to."
There was a long pause and both boys stared out across the silver lake. Harry slowly sat down and Draco followed shortly after. His back pressed almost painfully against the rough bark of the tree.
"Look…" Harry began, still looking at the lake. "I don't like to talk about Snape, which is the only reason why I haven't told you. I know you want to know and it's not that I don't trust you…"
Draco turned and saw the raw hurt and pain that clouded Harry's sweet face. Draco immediately forgot to be angry and turned Harry's face by his chin so he had to look at him.
"Its okay, Harry." Draco said gently. "You don't have to tell me. I was being selfish and a brat…" He smiled weakly.
Harry smiled back and leaned forward, capturing Draco's lips in a searing kiss. Draco's whole body shook with the passion that he felt and he sighed. Everything he wanted was right here. The kiss lasted longer than any other and soon Draco was dying to breathe. He pulled away slowly and couldn't help but smile, nothing could have been more perfect. He glanced up at Harry, expecting him to be smiling back but his face was frozen with shock.
"What is it...?" Draco said turning to look over his shoulder.
"HARRY?" Both boys nearly jumped out of their skin,
"Ron...?" Harry whispered his face turning from shock to worry.