Hogsmeade!

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Draco POV

"I don't want to go." I moan.

Pansy grabs my arm. "You're going!" She orders dragging me out of my dorm. It's bad enough she forced me out of bed at the ungodly hour of 8am. Then she forces me to shower, put 'guy liner, as Pansy calls it' on and dresses me like I'm her personal Barbie doll. Now she is dragging me to breakfast, so she can eventually drag me to Hogsmeade.

I decide to whine at her. "But, why?"

"Because you need to get out of Hogwarts. You've been stuck in the hospital wing for days and then we were stuck in detention with Lupin." Blaise adds, taking hold of my other arm. Great, she has reinforcements. I let my feet drag along the floor, trying to make it more difficult for them. I soon decide I don't want to destroy my shoes, so I follow them willingly to the great hall.

We all sit down at the Slytherin table. "If we are going to Hogsmeade, then why are we in the great hall?" I ask, curiously.

"Because..." Pansy begins. "You need to eat up some breakfast before we go. Pomfrey is an okay cook, but you need some proper food."

"I'm not hungry." I protest. "Can we just leave already. I want to get to Hogsmeade, so we can leave Hogsmeade."

"Sometimes you really are impossible, Draco Malfoy." Pansy huffs at me. And I lead her out of the great hall, Blaise grabbing a piece of toast, following behind us.

I'm glad the Slytherin trio is back together. It's like Blaise said yesterday, it has always seemed like it's us against the world. I used to think I could get through anything with Blaise and Pansy by my side. They are probably the reason I survived my fathers abuse. No matter how bad things got, I always knew they would be there for me. I know Slytherins are known for being cold hearted bastards that can't even trust one and other. But we were always different, I don't really know why but we were, and I'm glad.

"You okay, Dray?" Pansy asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah. Just thinking." I reply, as we are crossing over into Hogsmeade.

"Oh dear, Malfoy. They say that can be dangerous." Blaise says.

"Whatever, Zabini." I grumble.

Harry POV

So today Ron and Hermione are taking me into Hogsmeade. I don't mind, it has been a while since I've had a butter beer. And it's been a while since the three of us have hung out without any drama.

I hop in the shower, and just enjoy the sound and feel of the running water. It's peaceful. I get out and throw on a pair of jeans, and my favourite red shirt. I look myself over in the mirror. My dark hair is messy as always, but I like it that way.

"You coming, Princess?" Ron shouts in.

"Yes, I'm coming." I answer, following him out the door. "And are seriously going to start that again? Just cause I'm not into girls, doesn't mean I am one."

"Sorry, mate." He says, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I don't mean anything by it, just force of habit. I'll try and stop."

"Thank you."

We meet Hermione in the common room, and then we head towards Hogsmeade.

"I was beginning to think you two weren't coming." She says.

"Sorry, Mione. Harry here insisted on getting dolled up." Ron answers. I respond by glaring at him.

"Well I think you look wonderful, Harry." Hermione tells.

"You would." The redhead retorts.

"I just had a feeling that I wanted to look nice today. I don't know why." I admit. Hermione and Ron share a curious grin. I am about to ask why but knowing them, they wouldn't tell me, so I just shake it off.

It's nice today. It is slightly dull, but at least it isn't raining. Even though it's not much there is a bit of sun.

We reach The Three Broomsticks, once inside we sit down at both in the back and wait to be served. I watch as Hermione shoots someone a nod. I follow her gaze to see Pansy entering through the door and Blaise dragging, Draco in behind her.

"This is a set up, isn't it?" I ask Hermione, my voice full of suspicion.

She gives me a sad look. "You two need to talk. I have no idea what happened, but I know you two are good for each other."

"Thank you, Hermione." I say, throwing my arms around her in gratitude. When I let her go she takes Ron's hand and they leave. I feel so blessed to have such amazing friends.

Draco POV

Pansy leads the way to The Three Broomsticks. When I realise where we are heading, I try to turn back. But Blaise grabs me, before I can get away and drags me inside. As we enter, Granger and Weasel are leaving. I look around the room, and just as I thought. There sitting at a booth in the back is Harry bloody Potter. "What the hell do you think you are playing at?" I ask Blaise and Pansy, sharply.

"Just talk to him, Dray." Pansy begs.

"I don't want to." I moan.

Blaise stares at me with a serious look. "What did Potter do?" He asks.

"Nothing!" I snap.

"Then talk to him." They tell me at the same time. Pansy then stands behind me and starts shoving me towards where Potter is sitting. She forces me to sit beside him.

"Right you two talk to each other." She orders.

"Yeah, we'll leave you to it." Blaise adds, following Pansy out.

"Hey." Harry says, giving me that adorable awkward smile of his. Stupid Potter.

"Hi." I reply.

"I ordered you a butter beer. I hope that's okay."

"Yeah, I guess." Our drinks arrive, and I take a long gulp. I really don't want to be here. I don't want to be around him. It's too hard.

He takes my hand, and I meet his gaze. "Did I... Did I do something wrong?" He asks, sadly. I swear, he looks like a wounded puppy. With his scruffy hair.

"No, you didn't do anything." I sigh. "Look I've gotta go. Bye." I say, chugging down the last of my drink and leaving. I can't believe Blaise and Pansy set me up like that. Actually I think I can believe it. I walk through Hogsmeade, in the opposite direction from Hogwarts. I just want to get away. I have no idea where, I just know I need to.

"Draco wait up!" Harry calls after me. Typical.

"Just leave me alone, Potter." I shout back, as I try to walk away quicker.

"No! Tell me what I did wrong. I've obviously done something to upset you. Is it because of the other night in the hospital wing."

"Nothing!" I scream, turning to face him. "It has nothing to do with you, just stay out of it." I pull a packet of cigarettes out of my pocket. I take one out, placing the packet back in my pocket. I then. light the cigarette in my mouth, and take a draw.

"Since when do you smoke?" Harry asks.

"Since I need another outlet for all this shit." I snap, taking another draw.

"Stop it!" He orders. "It's not good for you."

"It feels good. Now like I said the other night just stay out of my fucking life."

"No!" The Gryffindor retorts, reaching to take the cigarette out of my hand. However I move quicker and am able to get another taste. I assume he has given up, as he just stands and stares at me. I stub the cigarette out and when I do the little sun there is disappears, and it begins to rain. "You're going to kill yourself with those, you know." He finally speaks again.

"So what." I spit. "Then you'll finally be rid of me."

"Don't say that." Harry cries, moving closer to me. He goes to put his arms around me, as the rain pours.

"Get the fuck away from me!" I scream, pushing the Gryffindor away. "I'm no good for you."

"You're perfect." He smiles, through the dripping of his hair. "You are my boyfriend. Of course you're good for me."

"No I'm not." I cry. "I'm only going to get you killed. You need to stay away from me. It's the only way I can protect you. I'm not safe... for anyone." I dare to look him in the eyes, through my dripping fringe.

He steps closer to me and places his hands on my shoulders. "You don't have to protect me." Harry says, staring at me. I refuse to stare back. I don't want to see the compassion in his eyes. I don't deserve it.

"I'm dangerous." I whisper. Then I push him away again. "Snape almost died because of me. I was supposed to be the on to kill Dumbledore, but I was to weak to do it. The only reason Snape did was because my mother got him to make the Unbreakable Vow. He had no choice, meaning the Elder Wand became his. So of course Voldemort was going to kill him. And then there's you... you died."

Harry looks at me sadly. "You can't seriously think that's your fault."

"it is my fucking fault!" I yell. With that yell, I feel my energy leave me. I drop to my knees, the cold, wet ground causing me to shiver. "I'm pathetic." I whisper. Burying my head in my arms, I begin to cry again.

I hear a splash, followed by a hand rubbing my back. "You are not pathetic." I look up to see Harry also on his knees beside me. Without saying another he pulls me into his arms, and I just continue to cry. I don't know how long we stay this way, but the rain stops and the sun begins to set.

I sit up and look into my Gryffindors eyes. Those emerald eyes, that I love so much. I do something I haven't done in a long time, I smile. A genuinely happy smile. "I think I love you." I whisper, not realising I said it aloud.

He wipes my pouring tears with his thumb. "I think I love you too." He answers.

Scared, I quickly look away. "I'm sorry... I didn't realise... I said it out loud." I stutter.

"I think I love you too." Harry repeats, simply. I look at him again and the second I do, our lips meet. I'm not sure who initiated the kiss, but we both give into it. His tongue brushes my lips and I open them. I let out a quiet moan. When we break away, I throw my arms around him. He brings his arm around my waist, embracing the hug.

"C'mon we better get back to school." Harry says, standing up. He then helps me up and takes my hand, our finger locking as we walk.

"I'm sorry for pushing you away. I just find it hard to get close to people sometimes." I confess.

"You don't have anything to be sorry for. I know how hard all of this has been on you. And I understand how scary it can be to let people in. You're completely vulnerable, wide open to be hurt. Don't forget I've seen those meetings, I know you have been hurt plenty before."

I tense slightly at the mention of those meetings, but I shake it off. "You've been hurt too." I begin. "The way those muggle relatives of yours treat you."

"Exactly. That's why I understand. I know what it feels like to feel unwanted. Not a second went by that my Aunt and Uncle didn't fail to make sure I knew how much they hated me."

We are walking through Hogwarts now, towards the dungeons. "Well I think your Aunt and Uncle are a pair of dicks. If it's any consolation... I want you." We stop at the Slytherin portrait hole.

Harry smiles at me. "I know, and I want you too." He replies. I lean in and plant a kiss on his lips. "I love you Draco, but you need to do something about your tobacco breath."

"Sorry, I'll try to stop."

"Good." He grins, pecking my cheek and leaving for Gryffindor Tower.

I must remember thank Blaise and Pasny. I think stepping into Slytherin.

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