Forbidden Love - Drarry

5 ~ Owlery

Draco grew worried, it was way past curfew and Harry was yet to return to Gryffindor Tower. After the events that unfolded this evening, he wasn't surprised. The last words Harry had spoken to him were ones of disfavour towards this whole competition, not knowing he was soon to be a part of it. Ron had become frustrated at Harry, convinced he had asked someone to put his name in. Draco's mind wanted to agree with Weasley, that Harry had been untruthful about this whole mess, but his heart told him different. He needed to find Harry but where would he start. The castle's huge and it would take all night to find Harry, if Filch didn't find him first. Filch... that was it! Mrs Norris hated it up there, the owls always pecked and pulled at her fur. Draco would have to go down the moving staircases to get there, he was surely going to be found if he didn't think of a plan. He rummaged through his trunk, looking for something, a stinkbomb, anything that could distract the nasty man. Eagerly, he pulled back the drapes on Harry's bed , he knew Harry would have some sort of prank kit. He reached under the bed for Harry's trunk but instead he pulled up a large cloth, silky with a silvery shine to it. Draco instantly knew what this was, but how did Harry have one? A lot of Harry's past mischiefs suddenly made sense to Draco, he wrapped himself up in the invisibility cloak and ventured out into the hallway.

Walking up the final steps, a shivering Draco tiptoed into the Owlery, careful not to make any noise and frighten Harry. Harry was sat with a map of some sort, gazing out over the mountains and hills, his Snowy Owl perched on his arm. What must Harry be feeling right now? Harry was deep in thought, all he could think about was Draco. He had been forced into a possibly fatal competition but he had months before anything was going to happen. Right now, he was just thinking about what he could say to Draco. A leaf floated towards him, somebody was here. "Who's there!" Harry said, reaching for the wand in his pocket.

Draco revealed himself, attempting to not get hexed as he did so. "It's only you" Harry sighed, relieved. "How did you know i was here? And where did you get my cloak!". Draco sat down and began to answer Harry's questions. Harry nodded and grunted every now and again as Draco spoke, he heard the words but didn't listen to them really. Harry stared at Draco's face, his grey eyes shining in the moonlight. Draco started to laugh at his own joke, he had the cutest little laugh. Harry ran his fingers through his hair, standing up and reached out an arm to Draco. He hoisted Draco up off the floor, looking as if he was preparing to say something. Harry laughed as they stood side by side, "Its like you're walking me home after a date"

"That would've been a pretty lousy date, we'd have to have another to make up for it" Draco chuckled.

"Okay" Harry said, his tone becoming serious, "How about on our next Hogsmeade weekend?"

Draco blushed, taken aback. There were a lot of things he wished Harry would say but none did he expect to actually happen. A big grin spread across his face as he nodded. This next month was going to be a good one, he could feel it.