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"Draco," Hermione said as I walked past her and Goyle, "Is something wrong?"
"No," I said snappishly, "Sorry. I have to go."
Before either Hermione or Goyle could say anything I started to walk off again. My whole body was shaking with anger. I couldn't believe that Harry had said that to me. I had enough things to think about.
No one knew that Lucius had confronted me about the whole not eating a lot before I came to school my third year. He tried to tell me that I had a problem just as Harry had. I ignored him as well.
During fourth year I realized that I did have a problem. I wanted to tell Lucius, but I didn't. I didn't want to prove him right. Since then I've been ignoring it because no one was close enough to realize that I did have a problem.
Now Harry was here and he knew what was going on. I know I had said that I had a problem, but at that moment I thought that they weren't going to speak of it again. I always heard that once you realize you had a problem it was easy.
If I ever found the person that said that I would yell at him. It was not easy to have a problem and get rid of it. I shouldn't have yelled at Harry like that. He was just trying to help.
Why was I trying to push Harry away when he was nothing but nice to me? For the longest time I would have loved being with Harry and now I was terrified for him to be near me. What was I supposed to do?
"Draco," Harry said running up to me.
"What do you want?" I said not looking at me.
"I want you to look at me," he said placing a hand on my jaw, "Please."
I bit my lip and raised my eyes to Harry's. Looking at Harry I saw that it looked like he had ran his way here. I was surprised that he had ran up to see me. I would think after what I said to him.
"I'm sorry," Harry said seriously, "I'm sorry I've upset you."
"No," I said shaking my head.
"Draco," he said running his hand through my hair, "I shouldn't have said what I did. You need to figure out what is going on with you and you're not telling me. So, I asked someone for help."
"Who did you ask?" I asked my stomach dropping.
"Lucius," he said softly.
"Harry," I said surprised.
"You said that Lucius wanted to help you when he found out and I thought he could help," he said quickly, "Anyways, he's going to help us find a way to get James out of the Gargoyle."
"I can't believe you called him," I said gapping.
"We need his help," he said sighing.
"I said I'll ask him for help later," I said getting angry.
"I only want to help you," he said grabbing my hands and lacing our fingers together, "You need help and you're not letting me. I'm sorry I had to do this, but I couldn't think of any other way."
I turned away from Harry and bit my lip again. In my mind I knew Harry was right. I did need help and I was being really difficult about this whole thing. If I was Harry I would do the same thing.
"I know that you're angry," Harry said resting his hands on my shoulder, "But I needed to do this. For you."
"I know," I said blinking quickly, "I just don't like it."
"Yeah," he said turning me to him, "But this way will help."
"How do you know?" I asked looking into his eyes.
"I just do," he said kissing my forehead.
With a smile I leaned up and kissed Harry's lips gently. At the moment I didn't care that we were in the middle of the hallway and anyone could see us. All I knew was that Harry was making me feel better.
I had to figure out what I was going to say to Lucius. I ran out on him when he told me the truth and that must of hurt him. I wanted to fix that, but I didn't really know how to.
"Shh," Harry said breaking the kiss, "Stop thinking. Just let things happen."
Looking into Harry's eyes I saw worry and something else, maybe it was love. Wait, did Harry love me? Did I love Harry? Why couldn't I get these questions out of my head?
I had too many questions to answer and they just kept coming. I could never stop the questions and none of them were being answered. I needed to get them answered before there were too many.
"Just let it come," Harry said kissing me again, "Just enjoy this while it happens."
"Yeah," I said nodding, "But before I enjoy anything can we go somewhere else?"
"Sure," he said laughing, "Let's go to my room this time."
"Tired of my room?" I asked linking our hands together.
"No," he said shaking his head, "Just want a change of scenery."
"Okay," I said shrugging.
We walked to his room in silence. It was the type of silence that made me uncomfortable. This silence was easy. It was like we were just being with each other and not expecting anything else.
Now there was nothing else that I could do at the moment. I had to decide whether to try to figure the questions out or just go with Harry and have fun. Maybe going with Harry would be the best. Yeah, going with Harry would be the best.
"Come on," Harry said when the Gryffindor Common Room portrait opened.
"Sure," I said following him upstairs.
Looking around Harry's room I noticed that it was very clean. I couldn't believe how clean the room was. I really wanted to start throwing things around mess it up. This was going to be a lot of fun.