Summary: Dumbledore plays matchmaker?
Warnings: none except it kinda sucks
Note: First of all im horrible for not keeping up with this…I plan to catch up I promise…I was just in the middle of exams. Now, I love the way this story started but hate the way it ends. Also after the … it almost always switches pov between draco and harry.
The Great Hall was silent, Dumbledore had just finished his speech and half the students were in awe, while the other's, like myself, were shocked.
How does he expect us to fill out a dumb questionnaire in the midst of all this?
The dark lord is back and a very real threat, I should know. We don't have time for Dumbledore to play matchmaker. Some of us have important things to do.
After a few minutes of stunned silence Dumbledore stands up again to speak.
"I forgot to mention it is mandatory as it will go towards your final marks." He said giving a couple students including me a pointed look.
Damn him, I thought as an excited buzz swept over the whole room.
Of course this school would get so excited about a compatability test, it's full of a bunch of hormonal teenagers just looking for their next shag.
Almost everyone was excited aside from me and everybody's favourite hero, Harry Potter.
I despised the boy, ever since he refused to be my friend, who knows, if he had accepted maybe things would have been different, maybe I wouldn't be stuck in this situation.
I huffed and pushed out my chair before very pointedly walking out of the room.
All of this is his fault.
"these compatibility tests will be charmed to find the people with the most chemistry and put them together." He finished.
I gave our headmaster a look that said 'Are you out of your mind?'
He quickly added, "I forgot to mention it is mandatory as it will go towards your final marks."
I had to hold in a scoff, I don't really care about my marks when Voldemort is back and is obviously planning to kill me and plenty of other witches, wizards and muggles.
As an excited buzz filled the air, Malfoy got up and left the Great Hall. Fully intent on following him to see what he was up to, I stood up as well. Before I could get anywhere, Dumbledore waved me over.
"Ah Harry, I know this may seem strange at a time like this, but I thought we could all use something to lighten the mood."
"I suppose that's true professor."
"Also, proffesor slughorn seems very keen on this idea and if you participate it may aid us in getting what we need." He added quietly.
I sighed, "of course sir."
With that he gave me a smile and walked away. I guess this means I'm filling it out.
Do you play Quidditch, if so what position?
"I don't understand why we need to actually fill it out if it's just going to magically find the people with most chemistry."
"Come on Draco, it's good to take your mind of things." Pansy said. I sighed and just continued to fill out the stupid matchmaking quiz. "Besides, maybe you'll get someone you like." She hinted.
"I don't like anyone so I fail to see how that's possible." She sighed in response.
"Just keep telling yourself that lover boy." Blaise teased while walking over to us.
I just glared in response, while I finished the last question.
"There, I'm done, you happy?" I asked them before standing up and giving it to slughorn. He looked more and more delighted each time a student finished.
Today's the day the results are supposed to come out and I honestly couldn't care less, unfortunately the same can not be said for the rest of the school.
Many many conversations about who they'll end up with have been going around. I have heard my name at least a dozen times already. Other popular names are any of the Weasley's and even Malfoy.
Now, I will admit that he's not too hard on the eyes, however I feel for whoever ends up his partner because his personality is deadful.
As I looked around the room, Dumbledore cleared his throat.
"Now students, I can see you're all very excited, as am I. However, before the mail comes in with your results, I must inform you that at least two feet of parchment must be written about this experience per group, including some information about your match. You will be paired together. As such, classes will be cancelled today in order for you to take time and get together with your match in order to discuss the project."
As he finished his speech, the owls came in, dropping an envelope in front of each student.
As everyone was opening them, squeals of excitement could be heard. Ron opened his beside me and just stared.
"Who'd you get?" I asked.
"Hermione." He said a bit disappointed. "Why is it Hermione? I have a girlfriend."
Across the table Hermione looked confused but quickly said, "It's just those with the most chemistry right? Well, we have a lot of chemistry as friends and it probably just picked that up."
Ron sighed, "yeah, you're probably right." Before getting up and walking to Lavender.
I just rolled my eyes in response.
"Who'd you get Harry?" Hermione asked.
I looked down at the letter, "I haven't opened it yet."
As I prepared to open it I heard an obnoxious voice, "What the fuck?!" It was Draco Malfoy, he looked appalled by the name on his card.
'Poor girl that got stuck with that bastard.'
I thought before opening the envelope and pulling out the card. As I read the name all I could do was stare as the name on the card stared back:
Draco Malfoy.
Nope, this was not happening. I am not currently sitting in an empty classroom with my arch enemy. At least, I refuse to admit it.
Not a word has been said as we both sit there glaring at each other. After a few more minutes he speaks up.
"Listen, I know we hate each other and this whole thing is insane but I made a promise that I'd participate so whether you help or not, I need to write something down." I sighed.
"Fine. I guess it doesn't hurt to just ask each other questions and write stuff down. But don't think I'm doing this for you, Pansy will kick my ass if I don't."
"So where do we start?"
I hate to admit it but I'm actually enjoying myself, with MALFOY. The got is actually tolerable when he's not constantly insulting me.
We've been talking for a while now, writing down stuff when it needs to be done but mainly just conversing.
I've told him stories about the past couple years at Hogwarts (in moderation of course), he's told me stories of his childhood. He even let it slip that he used to look up to me, until I rejected him. Overall, we've been having a good time acting like friends.
"I'm sorry." I blurt in the middle of his story about asking his parents for a brother for Christmas.
"What?" He asks. I can feel my cheeks burn.
"I'm sorry, for everything, mainly for rejecting your hand in first year, but still, everything."
He stares at me wide eyed. Before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine. Too shocked to kiss back, I just stay there until he pulls away.
"I'm sorry too." He says before getting up and leaving.
It has been a long time since I kissed him, the war is over. He saved me from the fiendfire and if I thought I was gone on him before, was I mistaken. I can't stop thinking about him and as hard as it is for me to admit, I fell for that dumb griffyndor with the messy hair and striking green eyes. I just had to go and fuck everything up, I'm a death eater, he can never look past that.
Someone's coming, I hear the footsteps. I quickly wipe away my tears and turn to face the person.
It's him.
He doesn't move to curse me which is a good sign, but he also hasn't said a word.
"Fuck." He mumbles.
"What?" He doesn't reply, instead closing the distance and pressing our lips together.
When he pulls away he says, "I thought coming up here and seeing you for myself would clear my mind. The things you did were so horrible and I shouldn't feel this way. But seeing you just reminds me that you were lowering your wand, you didn't give me away, you were terrified. I'm sorry Draco Malfoy but I am in love with you."
I don't say anything, instead just kissing him again.
