A/N: Chapter 4 is up! :) Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, everything besides the plot belongs to the always wonderful J.K Rowling.
OtherNotes: I tried my best with writing the dialogue for Hagrid, so bare with me. Also, the word 'Moly Petals' isn't a typo, it is actually spelled with only one L.
(RE-DONE!) (As of 6/28/12)
"Well, if it isn't the Slytherin Ice Prince himself," Pansy teased as the blond strolled into the Slytherin common room.
"Ha ha," Draco mocked in reply; he made his way over to one of the luxurious sofas.
"How are you feeling, Draco?" Pansy asked concerned. She was worried about her best friend.
"Better, thanks." The blonde replied showing a façade smile, reading through the list of Potions ingredients. Pansy was doubtful, she always knew when Draco was putting on an act, but decided to drop it.
"Need any help with your assignment?" She asked as she walked around the back of the couch and put her arms around his neck in a loving gesture.
"I don't think so," Draco started but glanced down at the parchment.
"Actually, Pansy, you wouldn't happen to have any Moly petals would you?" Pansy's face it up at the question.
"I sure do hun! I still have some left over from when we made that Polyjuice potion to prank the Gryffindorks." Pansy sniggered while flashing her dazzling smile. "I'll be right back!" She skipped down stairs to the girls' dorm.
Blaise walked over to where Draco was sitting and chuckled, "Doesn't Professor Snape have most of that stuff?" He questioned.
"You'd think. Maybe he wants us to gather our own stuff?" Draco questioned.
"Maybe," Blaise agreed, "I need a nap before Quidditch. Working with that weasel really tires a guy out."
Draco nodded in reply and went back to looking over his list.
'Snape should have all of this. Why didn't he just give me everything to start with?' Draco pondered as he heard light footsteps coming back up the stairs.
"Found it!" Pansy exclaimed as she skipped back over to Draco.
"I also found some mint for you too." She added handing him a small jar with green leaves and pink petals in it.
"Excellent! Thanks Pans. Oh, I need to go get ready for Quidditch. See you later," Draco replied and kissed her on the cheek as he went upstairs to the boys' dorm.
"'Arry! Good to see yeh! Wha' brings you down 'ere on this fine evenin'?" Hagrid asked stepping aside, letting Harry enter his hut.
"I'm fine, thanks for asking. How are you today?" Harry asked as he petted Fang's head in a loving way.
"All's good 'ere. Just a wee bit tired yeh see, the Flobberworms have just 'atched, an they be eatin' anythin they can get their little paws on! It's manic in 'ere, it is!" Hagrid chuckled, "So wha' can I do for yeh 'Arry?" Hagrid asked as he poured them both a cup of tea.
"Thanks," Harry said as he took the hot cup, "I was wondering if you could help me with some ingredients for a potions assignment I have."
"Sure, 'Arry! You found the right place!" Hagrid beamed as he took a big swing of his tea.
"Great! Here's the list," Harry said and handed him the parchment.
"Let's see..." Hagrid pondered as he stroked his beard.
"I have e'erythin yeh need 'Arry! I'll be just a moment," Hagrid said while walking over to a humongous cabinet looking over labels upon labels.
"I remember one o' me old friends tried to make the Wiggenweld once, ended up in a right mess he did! 'Course, Fred Wilkinson wasn't the brightest match in the box if yeh know what I mean," The half giant laughed.
Harry chuckled in response as he sat in the corner petting Fang behind his ears.
"I hear ol' Severus paired up Gryffindors and Slytherins 'dis time?" Hagrid asked while trying to reach all the way to the back of the shelf.
"Yeah. Ron and Hermione might become murderers by next week," Harry laughed.
"So who did the greasy git pair yeh up with 'den 'Arry?" Hagrid asked, back facing Harry; the brunette was trying to get the blush to leave his cheeks.
"Er, Malfoy." Harry replied rather quietly.
Hagrid snorted, "Doesn't surprise me," He said as he put all the ingredients in a small bag. "There yeh are 'Arry! Good luck to yeh!" Hagrid said as he opened the door for Harry.
"Thanks Hagrid!" Harry replied as he made his way back up to the castle.
"Something's going on with Harry, Hermione." Ron said while they waited for the Gryffindor to come back from Hagrids'.
"I know what you mean. He seems distant, like something's on his mind." Hermione replied as she looked through a book.
"He hasn't been eating much; he's not paying attention to any of us, and ever since that thing on the train-"
Hermione cut him off,
"Train? What happened on the train?" She asked now putting the book down, increasingly curious.
"When Harry and I were walking the train, we ran into Malfoy. It was weird; they both just stuttered a lot and looked down at their shoes." Ron replied, "It left me bloody confused, and when I asked Harry about it, he just shrugged it off."
"Hm. Very interesting. We'll have to keep an eye on him." Hermione said as the raven haired boy walked through the portrait hole.
"Hey guys! What's up?" Harry asked as he saw his two best friends having both serious expressions on their faces'.
"Er, nothing," Ron replied looking at Hermione for help.
"Exactly." Hermione determined looking through her book once again.
Harry just looked back and forth between his friends with a confused look on his face.
"Oh! I almost forgot!" Ron said trying to change the subject, "Zabini said Malfoy's going to be in the un-used classroom on the third floor at 7 'o clock sharp, tonight."
"Oh." Was all Harry could respond.
'Draco wanted us to be in an un-used classroom?' Hope slowly crept into Harry's mind at the thought of Draco wanting to be alone, but it then quickly deflated,
'He probably just doesn't want people to think were friends or something...'
"Want to help me with sorting my Arthimancy notes, Harry?" Hermione asked as she picked up a huge stack of parchment.
"Sure," Harry replied, dreading having to go to the third floor in less than 3 hours.
It was like any old regular Quidditch practice. Well, for the Slytherins anyway. Lots of gloating from the beaters on how they were the best in all of Quidditch, (course if anyone dared to contradict them, they'd have a bed in the hospital wing with their name on it.) Lots of death threats from the team Captain if they didn't win their next match, (Which was against Hufflepuff, luckily.) And on top of all that Draco looked like he was just doused with a bucket of water from all his sweat.
'Why did it have to be so bloody hot out?' Draco was on his way to Professor Snape's office to collect those potions ingredients. Hopefully he would have enough time to shower before meeting up with Potter. Not that he cared about how he looked or smelled around Potter or anything. Draco knocked on his head master's door.
"You may enter." Came a low voice from behind the door.
"Evening sir. I just came by wondering if I could have some ingredients from your store to use in my potions assignment"
The professor looked at Draco then nodded his head.
"Thanks." Draco replied and went into the small storage room looking for things on his list.
"You and Potter are lucky; I gave the hardest potion to Zabini and Weasley. I figured the class could use a laugh," Snape drawled while grading papers from the seventh years.
"Ha, yes, that should be interesting," Draco said while trying to focus on task; instead of focusing on the head in the jar floating in purple liquid who he could have sworn was just staring at him.
"Don't mind the head," Professor Snape said as he walked into the small store, "It won't bite," He said with an evil grin that made Draco want to get out of there as soon as possible.
"Well, that's everything. Thanks again professor." Draco said shakily as he watched his professor feed something that looked like fish flakes to the head.
"Not a problem, dear boy." Professor Snape replied while trying not to laugh at Draco's clearly disgusted face.
Draco walked down the corridor wondering where everybody was. As a ghost floated nearby he spoke,
"Excuse me,"
The ghost looked over at him. He recognized it to be Nearly Head-less Nick, "What time is it?" Draco asked the known friendly ghost,
The spirit glanced at his nearly invisible watch, "Why, it's 7 o' clock my lad." Nearly Head-less Nick replied.
"Shit!" Draco exclaimed and ran down the corridor leaving behind a very confused Nick. "Teenagers these days..." The ghost mumbled as he floated though the wall on his right.
'Where is he?' Harry thought while waiting for Draco to show up. 'Maybe he forgot?' He wondered. Harry was just about to leave the classroom when a very sweaty and very out of breath Draco Malfoy ran in. Harry was just about to ask where he'd been, but Draco held up a finger signaling Harry not to speak so he could catch his breath.
"Sorry," Draco gasped, "I'm late. I got held up with Professor Snape." He said while holding up his bag of ingredients.
"S'ok." The brunette tried not to get lost in the way Draco's chest went up and down,
"Did you find everything?"
"Yeah, did you?" Draco asked as he pulled out his cauldron and dumped his bag full of ingredients on the desk.
"Yes," Harry answered and did the same with his bag.
"Good." Draco said while getting out his potions book.
"I think the instructions are on page 295," Harry said while flipping through his text book,
"Yeah, here it is,"
The two boys worked in silence for most of the evening, occasionally asking each other for instructions or help. Up until Harry decided he'd better say something soon, or he was going to go mad.
"So..." He started while Draco was stirring the potion.
"...Yes?" The Slytherin asked nonchalantly while 'pretending' to read the book. (He was actually watching Harry the entire time.)
"Er. Well, um, how's it going?" Harry asked, "With, you know, Quidditch and stuff."
Draco snorted, "'and stuff?'" Harry nodded.
"Why would you like to know Potter? Trying to get some Quidditch tactics out of me?" Draco said while sporting a scowl. He was now watching Harry stir the potion.
The brunette sighed, Draco noticed it sounded...disappointed?
"Just trying to make conversation, Malfoy." Harry stated and started stirring counter-clockwise. A few minutes passed before Draco spoke again,
"I'm sorry." He said softly. Harry looked up slightly confused,
"I shouldn't have been so snarky before. I'm just not used to having an actual conversation with you." Draco chuckled quietly.
"I know what you mean." Harry laughed. He also noticed how Draco was still in his green and silver Quidditch uniform, and how it fit him so well.
"These bloody guards are so itchy." Draco complained as he pulled off his elbow and knee pads. He then pulled off his shoulder guards, causing his green t-shirt to ride up slightly. Harry could be heard making an audible 'gulp'.
"Could you," Harry cleared his now constricted throat, "Could you toss in the dittany?" He nodded over to the desk full of ingredients.
"Sure." Draco picked up a prune colored liquid and walked over to where Harry was stirring.
"Urgh, this smells horrible!" Harry exclaimed, and in trying to move away from the smell, Harry accidentally bumped noses with an equally disgusted Draco.
Draco blushed majorly at the touch, and remained a mere few inches from Harry.
Harry didn't know what was happening; first he brushed noses with Draco, then he was looking deep into the blonde's silver eyes, then he was starring at Draco's pink, plump lips, and before the two knew what was going on, they were kissing.
It was gentle at first; awkward, nervous, but it heated up when Draco's excited tongue begged entrance to Harry's warm mouth. Harry parted his lips and invited Draco in.
Harry was overwhelmed. Thoughts were racing through his mind.
'What are you doing! Someone could walk in at any moment!' The thought of someone finding them seemed to make things worse downstairs. Harry could feel every touch, sense every smell, and hear every beautiful sound coming from the blond. It was all too much.
Things happened so fast. First, Harry bumped into him. Then they were kissing,
'Which was bloody amazing I might add,'
Then Harry ran out of the room, leaving behind a very confused and worried Draco.
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