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Chapter 14
Draco stared at his blank parchment. He still needed to write a 12 inch essay about the Soap Blizzard of 1378 but his mind was already wandering away. History of Magic was boring and he really just liked Potions and Flying though of course that didn't hinder him from being the top in his classes, well the top except when the Granger girl was there, she was good competition. Draco saw Harry sitting on one of the green couches in their common room talking with some other first years he didn't really pay much attention to. Harry had began being friends with people from Ravenclaw and Gryffindor to Draco's disbelief. Harry went on and became friends with Granger, Longbottom, and the Weasley twins and this reality sometimes made Draco's blood boil. He couldn't understand why Harry couldn't just go and be friends with someone from their house like...Blaise Zabini or Pansy Parkinson or someone as long as they were Slytherin. Draco sighed. Harry was too friendly and sometimes when Draco wanted to be with Harry he needed to go with him while he went along his other friends which really, though Draco wouldn't tell Harry, hurt him. Draco sighed to himself and began writing his essay.
Draco wrote his last period and stretched his arms. He was finally done with the essay and he looked back to where Harry had been sitting a while ago and found Harry sitting in a position as though he'd been watching Draco but fell asleep in the process. Draco smiled, Harry looked so adorable, like a little kid, really. He stood up and gathered his parchment and put it in his bag then walked towards Harry. He brushed his hand over the other boy's messy black hair. He missed their days in Grimmauld Place. He wanted Harry all to himself again, so badly. Harry stirred and slowly opened his eyes, revealing intense green orbs staring at Draco. Harry looked disturbed and Draco couldn't figure why.
"Are you mad?" Harry whispered. Draco stared at him. What would make Harry think that he was mad? He could never be mad at him!
"What? Of course not!" Draco replied. He watched as a mixture of emotions crossed Harry's face: relief, doubt, curiosity.
"Then...then what, um, what was that for?" Harry stammered, staring into Draco's eyes. Draco recoiled a bit from the intensity of the stare.
"What was what for, Harry? I wasn't doing anything." Draco replied, unable to keep a bit of bitterness from his words.
"You've been avoiding me for ages, Draco! What'd I do?" Harry said, the hurt obvious in his voice. Draco's mouth suddenly felt dry. He hadn't been avoiding Harry! Harry'd been the one to go with all those other people... Draco shook his head.
"Harry, I was never avoiding you. You chose to be with those people so I chose to not be." Draco replied, finally finding his voice.
"What? What do you mean by that? I...I..." Harry said, tears threatening to spill. Draco couldn't help it. He didn't want Harry to cry, especially not because of him. He enveloped the other boy in a tight embrace.
"Just remember, Harry. I'm always here. I know you like being with them and that's fine but if you need someone...I'm here." Draco said and began walking towards the boy's dormitory. He would be there for Harry when the other boy needed to remember that he was loved but right now, Draco couldn't stand those other people. He'd always be there just, not like this. He swallowed a sob and quickly closed the curtains to his four poster bed and cast a locking spell that he learned the other day.
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