Let me forgive you

Part 8

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Harry slowly opened his bleary eyes and sighed. Rubbing his head, he opened his mouth to inquire if Malfoy was ok, when he realized he was lying on something firm and warm. Harry snapped out of his stupor and sat up so fast his head began to spin. Malfoy was lying underneath him. Completely still. 'Merlin's Balls I've killed him' Harry thought with horror. Desperately Harry began to shake Malfoy's shoulders "Wake up...come on Malfoy." Harry almost cried in relief when Malfoy moved his head and groaned. He tiredly slapped Harry's hands off his shoulders and mumbled "Get off. Your squashing me you great oaf." Harry flushed red scrambling to stand, only to trip over his own feet and fall to the ground with an "umph".

Draco couldn't help but laugh. Potter was acting like a drunken fool. When Potter noticed Draco's quiet laughter he gave Draco a lopsided smile and stood up, brushing himself off. "Well, we should probably head back to the Castle. I don't know about you but I still have quite a bit of lesson planning." Potter held out his hand to help Draco up. But Draco brushed it away, gracefully stood up and pulled up his shirt which had once again began to slip off his shoulder. "What are you going to do about the snitch." Draco stated. Harry gave him another lopsided grin and pulled the snitch out of his pocket. "I caught it while we were falling." Draco was speechless for a second before rolling his eyes "Show off." Potter let out a hearty chuckle and the both wandered back the the Castle.

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The next day Malfoy was once again giving Harry the silent treatment. All of this hot and cold behavior from Malfoy was starting to give Harry whiplash. But the students would be arriving tomorrow so Harry tried to take his mind off it and instead focused on preparing for his lessons.

Draco however couldn't stop thinking about it. Did Potter not understand what that bloody smile could do to a man? And why would he stretch his hand out like it was natural to help an old enemy stand. And enemy that had been on the opposite side of a war that had torn apart everyone's lives. What did Potter want? Whatever. It didn't matter. Everything would be better if he just ignored Potter. Then maybe the whisper of a forgotten high school crush would finally disappear.

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That's it lovelies, hope u enjoyed ;)
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