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A/N: Chapter 7 is here :D sorry if this chapter is bad, I did it in a rush lolz cuz an idea came to me so I typed before I would forget. Anywayz, ENJOY!

P.S. no intimate scenes yet… but I think there might be some that's gonna come soon in the later chapters! I promise!! Besides, they still hate each other. Now let's get started…

And thanks for the reviews! I wuv yoooh:)

Chapter 7: Love Is a Dangerous Game

Harry jabbed his fork into what was left of his treacle pie. He was in a foul mood; detention with Malfoy in half an hour. Harry was totally dreading when he had to stay in the same room with Draco. Ron noticed Harry poking at his pie for the past ten minutes.

"Are you ever going to stop poking holes into your pie mate?" Ron asked with his mouth full of mashed potatoes, thus in the process spraying bits of it out when he talked.

Hermione saw the food flying out and looked revolted.

"Huh? Oh… I'm not really hungry. You can have the pie if you want it Ron," Harry offered. He pushed the plate towards Ron's now empty one.

"Are you sure Harry? You hardly ate anything." Harry nodded at his friend; Ron shrugged and took Harry's plate.

Harry stood up from the table. "I'm going to head to Snape's room now," Harry brushed off crumbs that were on his pants. "I'll see you guys later in the common room." Harry said, giving Hermione and Ron a slight grin, he left.

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Harry trudged down the dank corridor leading to the underground dungeons. When he arrived at Professor Snape's classroom, a look of utter shock was written on his face. Draco was already there; he was leaning against the wall and smirked when he saw Harry coming.

'Great… He's here. And I still have twenty minutes before detention' Harry thought wistfully. For good measure, Harry stood a good ten feet away from Draco.

"Well Potter… You're early." Draco drawled. Harry turned his head to look at the blond.

"I can say the same thing for you Malfoy!" Harry lashed out. Harry then turned his attention back at the moldy looking wall before him.

Draco stood and sauntered over to where Harry was standing. He stopped when they were about a foot away from each other. Draco's lips curled to form what can be called a smile, almost a smile.

"Someone's a bit…touchy this evening" Draco grounded out. Harry glared right into Draco's eyes; his usually bright green eyes flashing.

"Fuck off Malfoy!" In one swift movement, Draco grabbed onto Harry's shirt collar and shoved him against the hard stone wall.

"Don't tell me what to do Pothead!" Draco snarled. Harry struggled against Draco's grasp, but the other boy had him pinned against the wall.

"Let go of me bastard!" Harry spat. If anything, Draco only pushed Harry farther into the wall.

With one hand holding onto Harry's collar and the other pressing on Harry's shoulder to hold him down, Draco looked down at the smaller boy.

"You know you like this contact Potter. You love being close to me… That's why you dressed up the way you were for the Halloween dance." Draco growled into Harry's face. Harry's eyes hardened as he looked at Draco's stormy eyes.

"I DON'T like to be near you… I rather die than to be near you!" Harry retorted. Harry looked away from Draco's face.

'I wish you are always by my side…'

Draco loosened his grip on Harry's shoulder and put a finger under Harry's chin, tilting his head up. Draco leaned down so his lips were mere centimeters away from Harry's.

"Whatever you say Potter… But I don't believe a word of what you said," Draco whispered near Harry's lips. Warm breath brushed across them, leaving Harry slightly uncomfortable.

"Get away from me Malfoy…" Harry whispered, turning away so that Draco couldn't see the blush on his face. Draco pulled away, letting go of Harry in the process, and smirked.

"You want know something Potter? I thought you were quite stunning in that gypsy outfit. If only it wasn't you under that disguise… I would've taken you to my room and shagged you senseless. You probably wanted me to do that huh?" Draco laughed; the sound echoing inside the corridor.

Harry snapped his head around, "What did you say Malfoy?!" Harry was angry; Draco just called him a whore.

"I said you would've enjoyed my cock buried deep inside you Potty." Draco repeated, his voice dripping with contempt.

"You fuckin bastard!" Harry yelled and balled his hands into fists. Just as he was going to give Draco's face a pounding of a lifetime, Snape appeared.

"What's going on?" Snape asked in an uncaring tone. Harry looked at his professor and dropped his hands to his sides.

"Nothing Professor," Harry gritted his teeth. Draco was actually afraid that Harry would really punch him, but now since Snape was here Draco put a mask on his face. Showing fear does not fit a Malfoy.

"We were just… talking Professor Snape." Draco added. Snape walked pass both boys and opened the classroom door.

"Get in there! I want you both to re-label all the jars. Don't stop until you both are done with the task!" Snape told the boys. Grumbling, both Harry and Draco walked to the storage closet.

Snape followed his students to the storage. "To my utmost unliking, there is also a meeting which I must attend so I would have to leave you both here by yourselves. I want to see my room in one piece when I come back!" With that Snape left them alone; the doors closed with a bang.

'This is just perfect… I'm alone with Draco, in the closet labeling bottles and jars." Harry rolled his eyes despite himself.

Draco wasn't feeling any better about this predicament.

"We should start Malfoy," Harry reached up to take bottles down for re-labeling. "I'm not going to do all this by myself."

Grunting, Draco also began taking down jars and bottles from the top shelves. He gave a small yelp when his fingers brushed across a spider web.

"Me doing dirty work! Wait until my father hears about this!" Draco complained as he wiped his hands on his trousers. Harry snatched the bottle away from Draco's hand.

"If you are going to complain, give me the bottles. I don't want you to drop one and ho and below, it explodes in our faces." Harry placed the bottle on the ground.

Draco gave Harry a skeptical look. "They're not going to explode Potter when they're not mixed with anything." Harry glared at the blond. "Don't you know anything Pothead?"

Harry turned slightly red in embarrassment. "Shut up Malfoy! You don't know what's going to happen… Well I for one don't want half of my face gone!" Harry turned his back to Draco and continued taking down bottles.

Seeing Harry turned away from him, Draco had an amused smile on his face. 'An embarrassed Potter is a cute--' Draco's eyes went wide in disbelieve. 'I did not just call Potter cute' Muttering to himself, Draco took more bottles down.

Going on his tiptoes, a bottle was out of Draco's reach. Putting one foot on the middle part of the shelve, Draco put his weight on it and stepped up. Just as he was about to grab the bottle, the sound of wood splintering can be heard. Having lost his footing, Draco waved his arms wildly and grabbed the top of the shelf to stop from falling on his arse.

Hearing the splintering of wood, Harry turned just in time to see Draco hanging on to the top of the shelf and the shelf itself was beginning to tilt.

"Oh Merlin…" Harry rushed to where Draco was. Draco's hold on the shelf began to slip; Harry saw and went under him.

'Shit I'm going to make a fool out of myself…in front of Potter no less' Draco gasped as his hold slipped and he fell downward, not knowing Harry was under him to catch his fall.

Harry caught Draco and air was forced out of his lungs when the blonde's body landed right on his stomach. Harry hit his head on the ground when the weight landed on him, which caused him to fall backwards. Stars danced across Harry's eyes.

Draco was slightly aware that he landed on something bumpy and hard, not to mention warm. 'Like a body…' Rolling over, he looked down to see what cushioned his fall.

'Oh hell…' Draco thought when he saw he had landed on Harry. Rolling off of Harry, Draco sat up slowly; he grabbed Harry's shoulder and shook him.

"Uh… Are you okay Potter?" Draco asked, noticing a dazed look in Harry's face. Harry sat up gingerly, rubbing the back of his head with his hands. A bump was starting to form; Harry winced.

"Yeah I'm fine. Got a nasty bump though… But I'm alright," Harry muttered. Brushing the debris off his robes Harry sat up as well. He looked over to Draco who was also busy brushing himself off.

"What were you trying to do anyways? Testing how sturdy the damn old shelf was?!" Harry asked. Deep down, Harry was glad that Draco wasn't hurt.

"For your information Potter I was trying to get a bottle that was out of my reach!" Draco answered without looking up at Harry. Draco continued dusting himself off.

Harry slump his shoulders. "Oh. Er… Just don't climb on the shelf again. That thing is ancient." It was Harry's turn to look down. He started to play with his sleeves. Draco let out a cough to get Harry's attention.

"Uhm yea. Well thanks… for catching me Pot—Harry," Draco gave Harry a slight smile. "I would probably break my neck if you hadn't caught me…"

'Harry's body felt nice under me. Ugh…I think the fall shocked me too much'

Harry was surprised that Draco was acting civilly but didn't say anything about it. Instead, he looked up and returned the smile.

"Don't mention it. Although catching you gave me one nasty bump." Harry chuckled.

'I like his smile… ' Draco thought when he saw Harry smiled at him. Draco promptly shook his head when he realized what he was thinking about. Slowly Draco stood up but gasped in pain when he put weight on his left foot. Harry stood up and went to hold Draco steady, he looked at him with concern.

"Did you twist you ankle?" Harry asked. Draco winced in pain when he tried to put his left foot down.

"I think I did…" Draco was feeling uneasy with Harry holding him by the waist to support him. Harry was oblivious to what he had done.

"Come on; put your arm around my neck. We're going to the infirmary." Harry went to stand on Draco's right side, took his right arm and put it around his neck. Harry's left arm was still around Draco's waist.

A look of distain flashed across Draco's face. "Let go Potter! I can walk there myself." Draco snapped. Harry looked and smiled at Draco.

"You mean 'limp and fall on your face' over there right?" Harry laughed. Draco growled but didn't say anything. He let Harry lead him to the infirmary.

"What about our detention?" Draco asked when they walked out of the room. Harry shrugged.

"Who cares? I'll tell Snape what happened tomorrow." Harry answered, walking slowly next to Draco.

When they arrived at the infirmary Madam Pomfrey immediately chastised the two boys. After much mumbling and head shaking, she led them to an empty bed for Draco. After seating Draco down on the bed, Harry took a chair and sat next to the Slytherin. Madam Pomfrey waved her wand over Draco's body, confirming that he only suffer from a twisted ankle. Rushing into her office and coming back with some potions, she told Draco to take them.

"Mr. Malfoy you are to keep weight off from that foot for at least two days. In the meantime, you're going to stay here until I think you're good enough to go. Now rest." She told Draco after he gulped down the foul tasting potions. Grumbling, Draco lay down on the bed and pulled the blanket to his chin. Madam Pomfrey nodded and walked back to her office.

"You know she only wants what's best for her patients," Harry told Draco after Pomfrey closed the door to her office.

"Well… I don't want to stay here." Draco muttered. Harry shook his head.

"Stop acting like a baby Malfoy, she said you can't walk on that foot for at least two days."

Draco glared at the raven-haired boy. "There are other ways other than walking Potter!" Then Draco narrowed his eyes at Harry. "And I'm not a baby!"

Harry smiled at Draco, again. His green eyes were shining with laughter.

'This must be the tenth time Potter smiled at me' Draco noticed. Looking away from the emerald orbs Draco turned to his side, away from Harry.

"I'm going to sleep now Potter. You can leave." He turned back just to look at Harry one last time. "Shouldn't you do something with that bump on your head as well?"

Harry reached behind his head and touched the bump. "No it's okay," Harry stood up from the chair. "Guess I'll go then. Goodnight Malfoy." Harry nodded at Draco.

Draco returned the nod. "Night Potter…" Draco looked as if he was struggling to find words to say to the Gryffindor. Harry turned to leave; before Harry went out of the infirmary he heard Draco calling him.

"…and thanks again for being the cushion of my fall Potter." Draco was actually being nice. Harry noticed it.

"You're welcome… Draco." Harry flashed him a grin and left.

Lying on his back, Draco tried to drift off to sleep.

'He said my name...' Draco thought as he stifles a yawn. 'And we talked to each other without screaming our heads off.' After putting his foot in a comfortable position, Draco closed his eyes and fell in a light slumber. 'Maybe Potter isn't so bad after all…'

This may be a start of a friendship… or something more. Maybe.

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A/N: Done with chapter seven! Yippee! Haha so what do you think of this chapter? Good or bad? Next chapter is Christmas time!! should I have Harry and Draco both stay at Hogwarts for their holidays? xP REVIEW PLEASE :)

What would be a good title hehe x)