Draco

Yes, I bully Potter, but only because I’m into him

[averydracomalfoy-blog]

The bell rang and all students directed themselves to the great hall for dinner.

Harry and Ron left Divination. Ron was going on and on about the usual. Harry wasn’t listening though, his mind was already full from what had happened earlier at the bathroom with Draco. How could it be? Had he heard right? Draco in love with him? Impossible... Harry knew what he had heard, he wasn’t making it up...but he and Draco had been enemies since the very first day. I mean, Draco hated him and Harry knew that.

Although lately Draco’s insults had lost their spark. It were more like flirtatious insults, even if Draco wasn’t aware of it. Harry liked fantasizing about the small possibility of Draco being gay.

Ron: I mean, did you hear what Trewlaney said? She’s not even trying

Harry had muted Rons voice, he had not heard anything of what he said

Harry: what? Oh...yea

Ron: you okay man? You seem kinda distracted

Harry: fine

Ron: you sure? Is it because of Sirius

Harry had just realized that this was the first day he hadn’t thought about Sirius since he died.

Harry: no, I’m okay

Hermione was already sitting at the Gryffindor table when they arrived.

Hermione: Harry! Ron!

Ron: why does she have to say your name first?

Harry laughed. The two of them sat on each side of Hermione. The table was filled with the most delicious food. Ron was already halfway through his pork when Harry saw Malfoy sit at the Slytherin table opposite to them. Draco was avoiding staring at Harry though he knew he was looking.

Hermione: Harry you haven’t touched your food, are you alright?

Harry kept staring at Draco. Draco looked up at him.

Harry: I gotta go.

Hermione: whe~

Harry was already halfway through the hall. He kept looking at Draco trying to get him to follow him. Draco saw him but didn’t move, not for a while.

[averydracomalfoy-blog]

Draco had had a growing feeling inside him ever since the start of their 6th year. He did not understand what he was feeling or why, all he knew was that whenever he looked at Harry his rage would vanish. That rage he has felt for him since they first met was gone, and instead replaced with a weird feeling, something Draco has never felt before.

All throughout potions class he kept going over this weird sensation in his head, not paying attention to a word Professor Snape was spitting out of his mouth. He got up and excused himself. Malfoy rushed through the halls and into the boys bathroom. He could hear himself breathing heavily. He stood in front of the sink staring into his reflection. A terrified pale face was starring back at him. He opened his mouth and as he spoke he could feel his blood pressure rising.

Draco: ‘I’m.....’

He paused, trying to force himself into thinking this was stupid, not real.

Draco: ‘I’m..in love with Harry Po~’

One of the bathroom stalls burst open. Malfoy in a heart beat turn his head.

A skinny dark haired boy looked straight at him. It was none other than Harry Potter.

Draco: ‘What are you looking at, Potter?’

Malfoy looked desperate for an answer, he hoped Harry had not heard him.

Harry: ‘I, hum...I dunno, I needed a break from Divination...’

Harry would not look at him. Malfoy growled.

Draco: ‘How long have you need standing there?”

Harry: ‘Just a few minu~’

Draco: ‘What did you hear?!’

Harry looked up at him

Harry: ‘Nothing I...’

Draco pushed him to a side and walked towards the exit door

Harry: Draco

Malfoy turned to look at him and grabbed Harry by his tie.

Draco: ‘Whatever you throught you heard, that was just me making fun of stupid Ginny, so get off it”

Harry didn’t say a thing. Draco looked into his bright green eyes then let go of his tie, walking out of the bathroom.