The next morning at breakfast, Harry and Draco sat at the Gryffindor table as usual.
"...And I whacked that quaffle out of the way, and that ONE save won us the game!" Ron was saying. "Mmhm," Harry was saying, a bit absentminded to Ron's bragging.
"Ron, stop going on about your 'amazing' Quidditch abilities when Harry has won tons more games than you have," Ron's sister Ginny said, sitting down across from Harry.
Harry blushed a little. "Don't ruin his fun," he said for only Ginny to hear.
"It's my job to keep him from getting too conceited," she mouthed back.
Harry laughed. He noticed how long Ginny's hair was... how red it was... and somewhere, there was a nice flowery scent in the air, only extracted when Ginny had left.
"Do you smell that?" He said to Draco, who had quite suddenly become very grouchy.
"What? Air?"
"No, it's like... lilies... or roses... or something nice..."
Draco pouted again. He knew exactly what Harry was talking about.
"Well, I need to get to class. See you around, Harry," Ginny said, waving and walking away. Sure enough, the fragrance floated away with her. Harry looked after her, and Draco was disgusted to see a look of longing in his eyes.
"Come on, Harry," he said, his teeth gritted.
"One minute," Harry said, dragging Draco after Ginny.
"Ginny! Can I ask you something?"
Here it went.
Ginny turned, her vibrant hair whipping around. "Yeah?"
"Will you... will you go out with me?"
Draco cringed hard. What was he, a ghost?
Ginny grinned, but then her smile faltered. "Harry," she whispered. "What about... HIM?"
Draco looked away and gave a wall his darkest wishes.
Harry frowned. "Hm... I don't know... I guess he'd have to tag along..."
Ginny looked extremely uncomfortable. "Well... I guess so," she said.
"Brilliant," Harry said, brightening. "Bye, then."
Ginny walked away and he stared after her. Once she was gone, Draco rounded on Harry.
"You just plan a date with me thrown in the mix?!"
"Well, how else am I supposed to have any life, if I can't date anybody without YOU?" Harry said angrily.
"Just be single! Or you could date-" Draco didn't finish his sentence. He almost said 'me'.
"What if I don't want to? You think I like having to drag you along for a date?"
"No, you don't have a choice!"
"Exactly!"
They stood there, breathing harshly and staring at each other.
"When are we going?" Draco asked.
"I don't know, this Saturday?" Harry guessed. "Now come on, help me pick something to wear."
Draco scowled; like he wanted to help the prick find something to wear on his DATE. He hated Harry alot. What did he see in Weaslette? She was... a ginger. Nobody likes gingers. And she was his best friend's sister. Gross. AND she was a Weasley. Even more gross. Draco was such a better option...
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Draco was in a very bad mood for the rest of the week, and even more so on Saturday. He and Harry were eating breakfast, Harry eating normally and Draco stabbing his fork unnecessarily hard into his hotcakes. Harry and Ginny had decided that they could just watch a movie and have dinner, so they could include Draco. Draco knew that if he saw Harry as only a friend, he wouldn't be seething with anger right now. Honestly, he was so much better than Weaselette. He thought about all his better qualities all throughout school, wondering what Ginny had (that was a good thing) that he didn't. In Potions, he was supposed to be crushing his beetle so that it was flat, but he had absentmindedly already mashed it to a fine powder. Later, he put his foot on Harry's as Harry put on the shirt they had picked out; a nice, green button up.
"You could put something nice on too," Harry said, eyeing Draco's baggy t-shirt and jeans skepticly.
"It's your date, not mine," Draco said. He had dressed like this on purpose; he wanted this send the message that this was to be very casual and as little like a date as possible.
Harry shrugged, and then straightened his glasses. "Well, how do I look?"
Draco surveyed him. Harry looked like a dream... even more handsome than usual.
"Acceptable," Draco said. "Besides your hair."
"Well, even an acceptable is pretty high for your standards," Harry said. "And I can't ever do anything about my hair. Let's go."
Draco let out a long sigh and walked with Harry out of the Room of Requirement. "Where exactly are we going?" He wondered aloud.
"The trophy room," Harry replied. "Ginny's meeting me there."
"I didn't even think they had television at Hogwarts," Draco sneered.
"It's called magic, Draco," said Harry rather wearily.
"What are we watching? Will there be food?"
"Draco, this is for me and Ginny. The only reason you're here is because you have to be."
Draco fell silent. Ouch.
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Draco pouted as far apart as he could get from Harry and Ginny. Ginny kept brushing away stray pieces of Harry's hair, which made him all blushy. Normally Draco would've thought it was cute, but only if HE had been the one playing with his hair.
"I'll be right back, Gin, I'm going to... transfigure something to eat," Harry said.
He got up, dragging Draco to the opposite side of the room and behind a large trophy case.
"What's the matter with you?" Harry said.
"What do you mean?" Draco huffed.
"I mean you're acting like a git. Why are you so grumpy?"
"Maybe because I don't want to get dragged on dates!"
"I have a life too, you know!"
"So do I!"
They stood in silence for a second before Harry said, "give me that wristband."
"Why?" Draco said in surprise.
"Because I told Ginny I was transfiguring something to eat," Harry said, taking the wristband as Draco fumbled to get it off. Harry said a quick spell, making the bracelet turn into a pack of crackers, and walked off, Draco being pulled behind him, realizing in the back of his mind that Harry was about to eat his wristband.
Harry sat down next to Ginny, and put his arm around her, as she lay her head on his shoulder.
Draco growled like an angry dog, glaring with all his might at the couple, who were too busy looking at each other to notice.
In fact, their faces were a bit too close for Draco's liking. Their lips were inches apart when Draco tickled Harry's foot, making Harry laugh and bump forward, knocking Ginny's face backwards.
"Sorry, Gin," he said before turning and giving Draco a death look. "Cut it out," he mouthed.
"Only if you do," Draco formed back.
Harry gave him a confused look that said 'what did I do?' before turning back to Ginny.
"I'm sorry that he's such a nuisance," Draco heard Harry say.
Draco gave a harsh outake of breath through his nose.
"Now, where were we...?"
Draco watched in horror as Harry's and Ginny's lips met and moved together, ignoring him completely.
"NO!" He yelled. He abruptly stood up, yanking Harry away from Ginny, and planted himself down right in between the two.
"Draco!" Harry said at the same time as Ginny said "Malfoy!"
"No snogging!" Draco said.
"You can't tell us what to do!" Harry said.
"No. Snogging," Draco said firmly, his arms crossed like a child.
Harry sighed. "Ginny, what'dya say we just call it a night?"
Ginny nodded understandingly.
Harry smiled at her, then took Draco's arm and briskly walked out of the trophy room. They did not speak until they had reached the Room of Requirement.
"What the bloody hell is the matter with you?!" Harry yelled finally. "You ruined everything!"
"Well, not many people will just act all well and dandy when they're dragged along on dates without being asked," Draco said crossly.
"Did you see how uncomfortable Ginny looked?" Harry said. "Do you think we WANTED you there? Well, we didn't."
"Trust me, you made it perfectly clear!"
"Why do we have to have this stupid bond thing anyway?!" Harry said angrily.
"How should I know?! I didn't ask for it!" Draco yelled back.
"Neither did I! And now neither of us can have normal lives!" Harry said, stopping to catch his breath. "I wish I had never been bound to you! You mess everything up! I... I hate you!"
"My life got ruined when I was bound to you! But then I started to like you, for some reason, so I LOVE YOU TOO!" Draco said. He froze. So did Harry.
"What?" Harry whispered.
Draco was unable to answer. He was paralyzed. He had just revealed his deepest secret.
He opened his mouth, but all that came out was a terrified squeak.
He and Harry just stared at each other for what seemed like forever.
"What- what do you mean, you... love me?" Said Harry finally.
Draco looked at the floor. "I... I don't know..."
They were silent for a few more minutes.
"Let's go to bed," said Harry.
Draco nodded. They climbed into bed, facing away from each other, thinking so hard about the night's events that neither of them got to sleep for a very long time.
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