A/N: Hey, so here's a new chapter. This took me longer that it should have, but here It is xD

Bella4evr3: Thanks~ I also love this idea and will continue to write more as well as I can. I'm glad you are eager to read more and I hope you enjoy this next chapter~!

SlytherinLegacie338: Yes, it was rather hilarious xD Blaise and Draco might have something going on. Wink wonk~ I'm glad you want to find out what happens next, I hope you will enjoy this next chapter~!

Chapter 3 - A kiss

The stench of cleaning products filled the air. Draco stared at Harry with an irritated glare, biting his bottom lip unconsciously. "I've had the morning from hell and you're not even going to say anything!"

Harry blinked, bewildered, and shrugged. He then realised doing so was not in his best interest, since Draco's face hardened into an even angrier glare. "Don't shrug at me, Potter. My reputation is at stake because of you."

"Hold on Malfoy. How is it my fault?" Harry blurted out in utter frustration.

"You're probably going to screw it up with your goody goody attitude." Malfoy paced around the dimly lit room with his hand to his forehead.

Harry couldn't believe what he was hearing, Malfoy was criticizing him, in his own body. That was a new kind of low. "Well, you're probably going to ruin mine with your horrid attitude." He retorted in a stern tone, clenching his fists into balls.

Draco turned to face him, and slowly but surely walked towards him. His face was pursed, and full of thought, his eyes were focused on Harry. "You're going to have to act more like me." Draco inquired, turning on his heels, and sighed heavily. "We don't have much time, class will be starting soon."

Harry opened the door an inch to peer out at the hallway. People were rushing by at top speed to get to their classes, not even noticing Harry who was watching them intently.

Seeing this Malfoy decided to make haste with what he had intended to say. As Harry closed the door and turned back to face him, he put a hand on Harry's shoulder and stared straight into his emerald eyes. "Meet me in the observatory tower, tonight at midnight, don't be late." As those last words left his mouth he was out of the door and lost in the crowds of busy people bustling to make their classes on time.

Harry sighed deeply, and soon after, made his exit. The crowd had died down slightly, so it would be easier to manoeuvre his way through. He tried to slide smoothly through the many people pushing and shoving each other to get where they needed to go, but that seemed to be not quite as easy as he had thought. He was usually being lead through by Ron and Hermione, but most of the time he would purposely get there before rush hour. Being left to fend for himself in a herd of raging teens wasn't a great experience, but he made it eventually.

He stopped outside the Potions room and looked in, brushing himself off. Class had already begun. Professor Snape was shouting at a bunch of students towards the back of the classroom, his stern face set into his usual scowl. Harry hesitated before opening the door, should he have knocked? Not knowing exactly how to play this, he walked inside with quick strides and made his way to the table where Blaise and Pansy were sitting. As Pansy saw him, a look of relief crossed her face, and she motioned for him to sit down.

Snape didn't seem to have noticed him come in, as he was too engulfed in scolding some students. "Where have you been!? I thought you were going straight to class when you left the dinner hall earlier!" She whispered, her face full of concern. He quickly shrugged in response and turned to look at Blaise, he ignored Harry and faced the other way. Speaking in a tone only Pansy could hear, he scooted closer to her. "What's up with him?"

"I thought you would know, he's been like this all morning, have you guys had a falling out or something? My mother always says-" Pansy started, but Harry swiftly cut her off.

"Not that I can remember."

She sighed and put a hand on his shoulder. "Maybe you should talk to him after class. Sort out whatever's going on. Alright?" Harry reassured her with a curt nod and turned to face the front of the class. Snape had stopped shouting and was now writing things on the chalk board.

The bell rung to signify the end of the lesson, and everyone rushed to the door resulting in a cluster of students trying to push their way out. Why was everyone in such a hurry anyways? It's not like they can all get out at the same time. He thought to himself as he rubbed his forehead and yawned. Potions really took a lot out of him.

There was a few minutes before the next class. As Blaise was slowly headed out of the door, he decided now was the best time to corner him. Harry got up and followed quietly behind waiting for a good opportunity. When he saw his chance he grabbed Blaise's collar and pulled him around a corner, where they were completely out of sight.

"Huh?" He exclaimed, looking shocked and annoyed. When he realised the perpetrator was Harry, he shut him mouth immediately and looked to the side.

"What is your problem?" Harry asked, not meaning to sound demanding. I guess it just comes naturally to Draco. Blaise didn't answer and kept his eyes firmly on the floor. Harry sighed deeply and stepped towards him, putting his hands caringly on Blaise's shoulders. He looked up worriedly and his dark brown eyes locked with Harry's green ones. "Look. I'm really sorry if I've done something to upset you. Sometimes I don't think about how my actions affect other people."

Blaise smiled thoughtfully and leaned forward, placing a kiss on Harry's lips. "See you in class, big boy." He winked mischievously before walking off.

"W-what?" Harry touched his lips, the warm sensation of the kiss still resonating. His eyes wide with bewilderment and his eyebrows knitted tightly. Were Blaise and Draco, dating. But wouldn't he have told him earlier? I mean it's a pretty important thing to leave out. He'd have to ask him at their meeting.

The rest of the day went by at an agonisingly slow pace, the last lesson of the day and Harry was exhausted. He rested his head on his arm and stared sluggishly at the clock, 2 minutes to go, he started shovelling his learning equipment off the table and into his bag. The bell rang and he watched as, again, everyone piled up at the door creating a big jam of angry teenagers. Harry sighed heavily and waited until the coast was clear to make his move towards the door, as he left the room he noticed Blaise leaning against the wall. Was he waiting for him? "Hey…" Harry greeted, and he looked up.

"Took you long enough." Blaise raised an eyebrow and started walking, beckoning Harry to follow. Harry followed cautiously beside him, and looked at his feet, remembering the kiss from earlier. "I thought we could walk back together." He smirked, and sidestepped closer to Harry so their shoulders were touching.

"Yeah." Harry replied quickly, feeling flustered by this entire ring of events. They both walked down the narrow, dimly lit hallway that lead to the Slytherin common room. Harry decided he was going to say the password today, to assure them that he was doing fine, and that he was indeed Draco Malfoy. They approached the snake tapestry with ease and strolled right up to it. Blaise looked at Harry and he didn't flinch before saying it. "Down with Godric!"

The snakes eyes glowed and the jaw snapped shut, the tapestry lifted and the door swung open to let them both through. Pleased with his acting Harry strutted inside and Blaise followed closely behind. The common room was full of Slytherins going about their daily business, and Harry walked right past them to the bedroom, he decided he would relax out of the way of prying eyes. He flopped onto the bed with some force, causing it to shake slightly and dip with his weight. He heard Blaise come in behind him and shut the door. "You're eager to get to bed. Pansy will want to hear from you before you go to sleep, you know how much she worries." He sighed and jumped onto the bed next to Harry. The weight shifted a little, and Harry turned to the side. "Are you alright Draco? It's just you've been acting strange lately, like I don't even know who you are anymore. If there's anything you want to talk about, I'm always here, and so is Pansy." Blaise lifted his hand and entwined it with Harry's.

"Oh, it's nothing, trust me. I'm just kind of uh… missing home." Harry wasn't great at thinking of excuses on the spot, but hopefully it was believable enough. Blaise smiled sincerely and looked downwards.

"Yeah I get that sometimes too. We'll send them a letter tomorrow, yeah?"

Harry nodded and smiled back at him warmly. Seeing how much Draco's friends cared about him, made his heart ache, he missed Ron and Hermione. Occasionally they got on his nerves, but they were always there for him, and helped him get through the hardest of times. He was kind of glad Draco had caring friends, even if he was an asshole to him most of the time, life is hard without friends.

As he was lost in thought he didn't realise that Blaise was closing the gap between them, he felt something press against his face, and was brought back to reality. Blaise's nose was pressed to his. He jumped back rigidly and hit his head against one of the bed poles. "Ah!" Harry rubbed his head in dismay as he realised he had probably looked like a complete fool just then. Blaise frowned and sat up, he was about to say something, but the sound of footsteps interrupted him. Would he try to do stuff like that a lot? He rubbed his injured head again as someone walked in the room, it was Goyle. Deciding that he couldn't stand a confrontation with him, Harry decided to go see Pansy, and get that over with.

Harry left the room swiftly, taking no notice of either of the boys. Pansy was curled up on the couch, reading a book. He walked across the room towards her in long strides, and rested his hand on the arm of the chair. Pansy looked up, and as she saw him, her face lit up. "Draco! Are you going to sleep?"

"Yeah, I'm having an early night tonight." Harry answered and gave her a sleepy smile.

"Well, have a good night, I'll see you in the morning." She smiled at him and went back to reading her book.

Harry went back to his room and jumped into bed, he thought against putting on his pyjamas and went straight to sleep. He had a long night ahead of him and he wanted to take a nap before his meeting with Malfoy. Harry's eyes flickered open, the room was pitch black. His eyes darted to the clock on his bedside table, eleven forty five, he still had some time. As he slipped out of his bed and made his way towards the door, he heard a mattress behind him shift, and a figure was now standing behind him. "Where are you going?"