Chapter Three
"Am I late?" Harry sat down next to Ron and opposite Hermione in his usual place on the Gryffindor table and grabbed a piece of chicken.
"No, not at all." Ron spoke to his plate, not looking at Harry. Hermione smiled at him and winked before tucking into her own plate.
"Ron, have I done something?"
"I really hope not Harry." Ron finally looked up and raised his eyebrows at his friend. Harry looked between the two expressions, one stern and one unnervingly happy. He wasn't sure which he was more scared of.
"Okay what did you guys see?" Hermione's smile turned into a full grin and Ron turned his attention back to his over-flowing plate. "What? Hermione?"
"Look Malfoy is coming in late with Parkinson! I wonder what they were doing." Hermione beamed and nodded towards the doorway.
Harry looked over in the direction of his friend's nod where, sure enough, Pansy Parkinson was strolling along, pulling Draco behind him, his head held high to show the world a clear, unblemished neck.
"What?!" Harry's eyes widened and his mouth opened.
"What is it Harry? Are you jealous of Parkinson?" Hermione giggled and placed a piece of chicken in her mouth triumphantly.
"No but I left Draco a-" Harry rubbed his neck sub-consciously and followed Draco's movements as the blond sat down at his respective table.
"You left Draco a what? And when did he become Draco?" Ron covered his ears as Hermione leant forward, intrigued.
"Huh?" Harry feigned innocence as Ron refrained himself from face planting his dinner.
"You said you left Draco something." Hermione frowned as Harry shook his head and piled some vegetables on his plate, before looking over to Malfoy once more.
"I don't know what you're talking about Hermione. I think you're hearing things."
"He's watching me! He's bloody watching me!" Draco glanced at Harry again out of the corner of his eye before turning back and widening his eyes at Pansy.
"I know, that's a good thing. He's probably jealous."
"I don't know about jealous, He looks furious!" Draco looked up again to see Harry rubbing his neck. He raised his hand to his own in response. "You can't see the mark can you?"
"No, don't worry about it, stop touching it." Pansy smacked his hand down before turning around and smiling across the room at Harry with a wave. He glared at her before turning his attention back to Draco's neck.
"He keeps staring at it!" Draco looked up at Harry, who was gesturing for him to go outside. The blond shook his head furiously and turned his attention back to his food.
"How did it happen anyway?"
"I honestly don't know." Pansy shook her head and laughed.
"Only you could pull Harry Pot-Head." She smiled at her pureblood friend as he smacked his head against the table.
"Hermione, if someone used a concealment spell to hide something from you, what would you do to get rid of it?" Harry leant over the table to look the bushy haired girl in the eye. She smiled at him knowingly in response.
"Why on Earth would you need to do that?" She tilted her head and beamed, causing Harry to sigh.
"Because someone is hiding something from me and I need to see it." He glanced back to Draco and Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Well if you were listening in charms, yesterday," She stressed, "You would know that 'Ostendo sum vestri' gets rid of all concealment spells."
"Thanks 'Mione, I owe you one!" Harry grinned and dug around in his robes for his wand. Hermione raised her eyebrows at him before looking over to Ron who was casually trying to avoid eye contact with anyone.
Harry aimed his wand at Draco's neck from within his sleeve, whispered 'Ostendo sum vestri!' under his breath and watched the blond.
Draco's hand immediately flitted up to his neck and he glanced around before shuddering and lowering his hand to show his neck, still clear of any blemish. Harry cursed and threw down his wand.
"Damn it-"
"Okay I can't take this anymore," Ron slammed down his knife and fork before turning round and facing his dark haired friend who was blinking in surprise at his friend's outburst. "Harry, me and Hermione saw you and Malfoy outside earlier and, may I ask, WHAT THE BLOODY HELL HARRY!" He shouted the last part, causing the whole of the Gryffindor table to turn around and face the two boys.
"Ron!" Harry hissed as his friend's face started turning as red as his hair. "Let's take this outside, okay?"
The red-head nodded dumbly before standing up and leaving the Hall. Harry followed shortly behind and gestured for Hermione to follow. She giggled nervously before skipping out to join her friends.
"Ron! Did you need to yell that to the whole damn school?!" Harry growled as the door slammed shut. Ron he shrugged his shoulders and looked over to Hermione for help.
"Look Harry," Hermione stood in between her two friends to stop Harry hitting Ron before continuing, "We know what happened to an extent, but you still have some explaining to do. And what did you give Malfoy?"
Harry sighed and looked between his friends. "I don't know, my brain just stopped working I guess. I have him a love bite, and now he's gone and covered it up with some spell! The one you gave me didn't work Hermione! He's mine damn it and I need to get that spell off it!" Hermione stood still, her eyebrows raised and Ron pretended to vomit. Then it all happened at once, causing Harry's head to spin.
"When did you start liking Malfoy? What happened? Why were you outside together in the first place? Did you kiss him? Did he kiss you back? Is he gay now?" Hermione began spurting out question after question as Ron started yelling at him from behind her.
"I can't believe it, Malfoy? Malfoy of all people! What the hell is wrong with you? It's bloody MALFOY Harry!"
"Guys, SHUT UP!" Harry glared at them both until they were silent. "Right, I understand you need answers but I can't give you any. I don't know what's going on myself. All I know is that I bloody claimed Draco and he's not going to get away with covering it up and you are going to help me reveal it. Okay?"
They both nodded. "Good." Harry rubbed his hands together and looked between them both. "Go on then, help!"
"Where are they going?" Draco lifted his head to watch a bright red Weasel walk out of the hall, followed by Potter and Granger.
"Who cares Draco? Merlin you're obsessed!" Pansy giggled before turning her attention to the mostly empty plate in front of her one piece of celery placed neatly in the middle. "You know, you burn more calories eating celery than you get from it." She smiled and bit down into it with a crunch. "Draco?"
"Do you think they're talking about me?"
"Earth to Draco! Who gives a toss? And why do you care about the mark so much anyway, you could just tell people I did." Pansy shrugged and took another bite of her celery.
"Yes but he'll know he did it. This way I can pretend it didn't happen." Draco looked down at his own plate, only to realize he hadn't even started plating up his food. He grabbed a few pieces of lettuce and placed the artfully on his plate and lowered a piece of ham carefully on the top.
Pansy began sniggering from beside him. He looked up to see her smirking at him. "What? I always eat like this." He picked up his knife and fork and began cutting up the lettuce.
"I know and I wasn't laughing at that. Although Hun, that's just weird." Draco scowled at her but she ignored him. "No I was laughing because when people bite people like that, they usually do it to claim them as their own. Does this mean you belong to Potter now?" Pansy started laughing again until Draco slapped her on the arm. "Hey! Don't hit girls!"
"You're not a girl, you're pure evil."
"In girl form." She added.
"No I don't belong to Potter; the mark is covered up anyway so it doesn't count." Pansy raised her eyebrows before lowering her eyes to his neck. Her mouth dropped open and she lifted her finger to point at the mark. "What?"
"It's coming off! The make-up is coming off I can see the mark! Who's doing that?" Draco's hand snatched up to his neck to cover the mark before scanning the hall for anyone holding a wand.
"Draco look!" He looked to where his friend was pointing. Harry was stood besides Hermione, grinning as she waved her wand up and down in his direction. Ron held up a bottle of 'make-up remover' and grinned. Draco's eyes widened and he looked back at Pansy who actually looked impressed.
"They must have mixed it into a cleaning spell, that's amazing!" She turned back to Draco who was scowling at her. "I mean, horrible."
"This is your fault." He looked back over to Harry who was scribbling something onto a piece of parchment. He folded it up into a bird, not dissimilar to the one Draco had sent to him before that Quidditch game, and blew it towards him. Draco grabbed it in one hand and brought it down to the table.
"What does it say?" Pansy snatched it off it and yanked it open; Draco watched her reaction as she read it. She bit her lip as she handed it back and allowed him to scan the single word.
Mine
More Draco/Harry next chapter. New summery; Harry decides that he wants Draco. Draco decides that he is not Harry's for the taking…