Disclaimier: Blah! These characters are not mine!!
A/N: CHAPTER 5! I updated! This is a continuation of where I left off in chapter 4. So is Draco going to go ballistic? Why don't you find out?
Thank you for the reviews! They keep me going Oh and for the Vampire/Gypsy pairing for the Halloween dance, it doesn't have any special meanings… I just wanted Harry to be a Gypsy lol
NOW ON WITH THE STORY!
Previously on Chapter 4:
As he tucked some strands behind the gypsy's ears, Draco noticed a faint scar on "her" forehead. Only one person he knew had that scar…
Chapter 5: Hate with Love on the side
Draco looked down at the scar and immediately anger rose within him. Harry actually shrank back from the look on Draco's face.
"POTTER!! It was you all along!! You fuckin bastard!" Draco spat. He shoved Harry away from him, a look of pure disgust written all over his face.
Harry stumbled a few steps back; he held on to the side of a table that was nearby to steady himself. Harry stood straight and looked up at Draco's eyes.
"I-I didn't mean to--" Harry started.
"Don't tell me you didn't mean to trick me to dance with you Pothead!" Draco snarled, his fangs showing. Now he really did look like a vampire that was deprived from fresh blood. "Just because you couldn't get a fuckin date!"
Harry began to get irritated at the blond. He stepped closer to Draco until they were only inches away from each other.
"Do you think I wanted to trick you into dancing with me?! It just happened Malfoy!" Harry screamed back. Harry was shaking with anger, and maybe along with something else. "I never thought of dancing with--"
"From the way you acted when we danced I would say YES YOU DID WANT TO DANCE WITH ME POTTER!!!" Draco snapped. "You and your slutty little outfit… So Potter, do you like being the slut that you are?" Draco smirked at the man before him.
"I had nothing to do with this outfit!! And you know what Malfoy? I wasn't the ONLY one who enjoyed dancing!" Harry felt tears coming, but he forced them down. He wasn't about to show Draco that it hurt to hear Draco say that he lied and was a slut.
'Hate is all you have for me.'
Draco was taken aback from what Harry had said, but recovered quickly before Harry noticed.
"I only enjoyed dancing with you Potter was because I thought you were a lonely girl waiting for a date! You bastard!" Draco narrowed his eyes dangerously. "Do you think I would actually dance with you if I knew it was you in a slut outfit?!"
"Well you know what Malfoy?" Harry spat, "Fuck.You." Harry looked at Draco, his eyes filled with tears that threatened to fall. Harry turned on his heels, and ran out the Great Hall.
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Draco watched as Harry ran out the doors of the Great Hall. The tears that were in Harry's eyes did not go unnoticed. Harry's pained expression was imprinted on Draco's mind. His chest tightened, just a little.
'He-he's crying? Har—' Draco's eyebrows shot up as he found himself almost calling the Gryffindor by his first name.
"It wasn't my fault… He was the one that deceived me first!" Draco mumbled as he sat down at the table near where he and Harry were yelling at each other a few moments ago. Draco took a bottle of butterbeer that had magically appeared on the table.
'I hate to admit this, but Potter is quite a looker… THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!'
Draco downed the whole bottle in five gulps. Setting the bottle down, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
'His eyes… I cannot forget Potter's eyes; they were filled with pain and sadness and—'
Draco yelled out in frustration. "Why do I even give a damn? Go to hell Potter!" Draco screamed to nothing in particular. Standing up from where he sat, Draco stomped out the Great Hall, fuming from all that has happened during the past hour.
The dance continued on; people never noticed what happened to the couple that was just previously dancing together as if everything was right in the world.
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Harry ran all the way back to his dormitory. Tears were now freely falling down his face. Harry took off the gypsy outfit and removed the spell that was put on his hair. Harry donned his pajamas and fell onto the bed.
"… I really didn't want to lie to Malfoy," Harry hiccuped, "Dancing with him felt so right; I felt safe and warm in his embrace." Harry buried his face into the pillow.
'He'll hate you forever now…'
Sitting up from his bed, Harry numbly stalked to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror, Harry noticed that his eyes were puffy from all the crying. With a sigh, he turned on the faucet and cupped his hands under the running water. Splashing himself with the wet coldness, Harry felt somewhat refreshed.
"I'll just take a shower anyway… Warm shower should do nicely." Stripping down to his boxers, Harry went to the bathtub and ran the water, adjusting it to the perfect temperature. Setting his pajamas aside and taking his boxers off, Harry climbed in and sat in the tub. Taking a flannel, he put a copious amount of body wash and began washing himself. As the scent of the soap wafted up his nose, Harry's mind began to wander back to the dance.
'Draco's scent… I'll always remember it. You know… He kind of smells like strawberries. His arms around me felt so right. Oh who am I kidding?'
Furiously scrubbing his body, Harry then threw down the flannel and just sat there to let the cascading water do all the work. Tears were now mixed with the warm water that was falling onto his face. Shaking slightly, Harry hugged himself and rocked.
'I ruined everything…'
Minutes later, Harry finally got out from the bathtub; he did so when he noticed his skin was getting all wrinkly. Grabbing a towel that was nearby, Harry wrapped it around his waist. Taking his clothes with him Harry walked out of the bathroom. After he had put on his pajamas and let his hair dried, Harry flopped back down onto his bed. Glancing at the forgotten gypsy costume that he had tossed on the bed earlier, Harry kicked it off the bed.
"I don't want to see them… It brings back bad memories." Harry huffed.
Pulling the blanket around him, Harry snapped his eyes shut, forcing all thoughts away from his head.
'After all that has happened, I still love that bloody ferret…' Tossing and turning a few times, Harry finally drifted off into a non-peaceful slumber.
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Throwing down his cape, Draco Malfoy paced around his chambers trying to straightened out everything that happened in the Great Hall tonight. Running his hands through his messed up hair, Draco sat down on the edge of his bed.
"I should've known it was Pothead! Those eyes… Those dark green eyes that hypnotizes you when you--" Draco threw his hands up in the air, "There I go again! Ranting about Harry Bloody Potter!"
'And when did I know his eyes can hypnotize me? Oh yea, ever since TONIGHT!" Draco yelled in his head.
After a generous amount of rambling and yelling about "Damn Saint Potter" for a good ten minutes to himself, Draco stopped and forgetting about his fangs, he bit his lips.
"Great! Just bloody fantastic!" Draco growled. Wiping the blood off his lips, Draco remembered when Harry had reached up to touch his charmed teeth. Running his tongue over the sharpened canines, he also remembered how he felt when Harry touched them.
'Well I didn't know it was Potter then.' Draco told himself.
'Does it really make a difference?' His inner voice asked him. 'No matter how he had looked like, it was still Harry Potter that touched you so softly and with such care.'
Frowning, Draco shook those thoughts away from him. But he couldn't stop thinking how Harry had also smiled at him, a real genuine smile. It wasn't one of those smirks they gave each other when they yell or snapped at each other, which happened quite often.
Taking off the rest of his costume, Draco rested his head on his pillow and stared up at the roof of his bed.
"You are totally messing with my mind Potter… If I ever go insane from all this, I am going to blame it on you." Letting out a sigh, Draco turned to his side and looked at emerald curtains hanging around his bed.
'I want to see his smile again…'
After that thought, Draco swore.
"I am definitely going crazy."
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A/N: There's chapter 5 :) yes I know it's way shorter than the previous chapter :x but I wanted this to be a chapter where it tells you what happens after seeing the telltale scar :0 anywayz, hope you enjoyed it, I know I had fun writing this haha. Please review! Thank you!
Draco: Potter lied to me Gio
Gio: I know, that's why you're mad at him. But you still love him –wink-
Draco: -huffs- I do not LOVE Potter!
Gio: yea yea whatever Draco.
I'll have chapter 6 soon! Actually, I'm already working on it lol