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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in any way, shape, or form. I am simply using the characters and setting already made by the wonderful J.K. Rowling and putting them in my own plot.

Chapter 3

*Draco's POV*

"Honestly, it stinks of Malfoy quite a bit."

Draco's breathing hitched ever so slightly. 'Did I just hear that right? Did Potter just say Amortentia smelled like me?' Draco had never known Potter to be gay, he just figured he was going to marry the Weasley girl. But the even weirder thing in this situation is as hard as he tried to be creeped out by this, Draco simply couldn't. He could not explain why, and it was making him frustrated.

Draco heard the chatter around him, and was vaguely aware of the stares towards him, but he just could not figure out why he wasn't creeped out by Potter basically admitting his loverfor Draco. He had a weird feeling in his stomach, which was as close to being creeped out as he was getting.

Also, why did Draco's breathing hitch when Potter said that?

It was pretty much common knowledge that the Malfoy's usually had arranged marriages. They were all pureblood, and needed to keep the family name going. Draco, being the only child of Lucius and Narcissa, was expected to get married soon after school and carry on the family name.

"Enough," Snape barked at the class, shutting them all up.

'Thank Merlin,' Draco thought. He was relieved that all the whispering had stopped becuase it was most likely about him. Usually, Draco liked being talked about and being the center of attention. Why did this whole situation feel so weird?

"I need to go to the bathroom," Potter said, rushing out of the classroom. Draco almost felt bad for Potter, and he wasn't really sure why. 'Stop it,' he thought, trying to figure out why he was feeling this way. He should be disgusted! Potter just admitted to fancying him! This should be horrifying!

"10 points from Gryffindor, Miss Granger, for telling Mr. Potter what the potion was before he could figure it out," Snape said, sparing Potter. Draco couldn't help but snicker, because that was so typical of Snape. This earned him a glare from Hermione, so he gave her a quick dirty look, but then looked away. Snape continued the lesson, telling them they would now start brewing Amortentia. Draco's partner was Goyle, which was not going to be good, especially today, since he was already very distracted.

Needless to say, this potion did not go very well. Goyle had no idea what he was doing, and Draco was more distraced than ever. Snape was very disappointed in the pair, because usually Draco would carry the weight for them. A very annoyed Snape dismissed the class, muttering about how he would need a firewhiskey after today.

As Draco walked to his next class, Astronomy, he couldn't keep his mind off this weird feeling. He barely got through his next two classes due to all of this. His teachers noticed his distraction and were disappointed in his performance, as he was usually one of the best and most focused students in his classes. 'Why am I still thinking about this?' he wondered, starting to get frustrated with himself.

Once it was time for lunch, Draco realizd that the morning's events in potions were probably circulating around the school by now. With a sigh, he made his way down to the Great Hall. As he got closer, he realized it seemed suspiciously quiet. Usually by now he could hear the noise from the Hall, but he could barely hear anything today.

Draco turned the corner and saw the door to the Great Hall close. He walked up, opened the door, and saw the entire school looking in his direction, whispering quietly. He was very confused, and then realized what they were looking at. Standing next to him, frozen in fear or embarrassment, Draco couldn't tell, was Harry Potter with Granger, who was trying to get him moving towards their table. The whispering around the Hall got a bit louder and more urgentmupon Draco's arrival. Potter looked towards him, noticing that his situation had just gotten a hundred times worse.

"Potter," Draco said, nodding in his direction. He had that weird feeling in his stomach again, but shook it off. Potter nodded in his direction as well, and Draco then walked in the direction of the Slytherin table. He felt some eyes on him, but realized that most stayed on Potter, who had now begun walking towards the Gryffindor table with Granger.

Draco looked up at the teachers, who seemed as confused as ever, with the exception of Snape and Dumbledore. Dumbledore had that knowing look in his eye he always had, so Draco figured Snape had told him about the situation. Sometimes Draco wondered if Snape actually worked for the Dark Lord because he seemed to run to Dumbledore about everything. If he did work for Dumbledore, he sure didn't blame him.

As Crabbe and Goyle were walking towards him to sit down, Draco thought about how crazy the school year had already been, and how early into the year it was for so much stuff to happen. He could only hope for peacefulness the rest of the year, even though that never seemed possible in his life.

*Harry's POV*

"I'm going to stop by the bathroom," was the first thing Ron had said with Harry around since this morning.

"Okay, we're heading down to the Great Hall," Hermione said, and Ron walked off.

Once Ron was out of sight, Harry said "Why's he being so weird?"

Hermione smiled sympathetically. "He's just a little upset that you hadn't told him about, you know, your dating preferences. And your one dating preference, in particular, isn't helping the situation."

Harry sighed. "I didn't think it was that big of a deal," he said. "And I definitely did not think this would happen."

"I know, Harry," Hermione said, trying to comfort him. "It'll be okay, you just need to talk to him later." Harry nodded, and Hermione smiled. They rounded a corner and were right outside the Great Hall. Hermione put her hand on the door. "Are you ready?" she asked Harry.

Harry nodded. "Ready as I'll ever be." Hermione pulled the door open, and all heads turned towards them. Upon seeing that it was Harry, all the talking quieted to whispers.

"Come on, Harry," Hermione said urgently to Harry, who's feet felt like they were glued to the spot he was standing in. Then suddenly, the door to the Great Hall opened again. And who else would've walked in than Draco Malfoy. The students in the Great Hall started whispering even more, and Harry could only imagine the rumors poeple were coming up with now. Harry's eyes widened, not believing the situation.

"Potter," Malfoy said, nodding. Harry nodded back in his directon, and then he was off.

"Let's go, Harry," Hermione said authoritatively, and he started walking. Harry felt people's eyes still following him. He noticed the teachers' confusion, but he also noticed that Dumbledore had a knowing glow in his eye. That man always knew.

Lunch was rather awkward. Eventually, the whispers went back to normal conversations, but Ron was the problem now. When he came in about five minutes after Harry and Hermione, he didn't say a word to either of them. Hermione tried to make conversation between the three of them, but all Ron would give was one word responses.

"Fine," Hermione finally snapped. "If you're goimg to be this way, I'm done trying to be the peacemaker," she said, standing up and picking up her bags. "I'm going to the library." She walked off quickly towards the library. People seemed to notice there was something wrong with the trio today, because several people watched her storm out.

Ron and Harry looked at eachother. "Would you mind if we had this conversation tonight when things are less hectic and we're not in a public place?" Harry said.

Ron nodded. "Yeah, that's fine," he said shortly, standing up as well. "I'm gonna go calm her down." But Harry knew that wasn't the main reason he was leaving. He just wanted to get away from him. Harry sighed, watching after Ron followed after Hermione. This was officially the worst day ever.