A newfound friendship (A Drarry Story) (8th year Drarry)

Chapter 13 - Sleekeazy milions

Draco's POV:
I wave Harry and Hagrid goodbye making my way to the Slytherin table. A group of small children, definitely first years notice me and quickly shift away to make space in panic. Merlin I'm not a monster, I sit down in the space they've made and casually add some food to my plate, only a small amount though as I'm still pretty full from lunch. I look up and lock eyes with Harry, who smiles sheepishly, spaghetti hanging from his mouth. I roll my eyes at him but, in jest, what am I going to do with this boy?
"Making googily eyes at the golden boy again?" Kasey quips shoving the first years up some more to fit next to me.
"Ahh yes the pasta sauce running down his chin is a huge turn on for me, for most guys really," I say sarcastically, narrowing my eyes at her.
"Joke all you want, you so love it," she teases, Merlin this girl is annoying, she definitely reminds me of Pansy, always making comments.
"He likes you back you know?" She says loading some potato's onto her plate.
"Who said I like him?" I argue.
"Umm you did, with your actions and your words and your eyes."
I narrow my eyes at the girl again, "you and Pansy would be best buds," I grumble.
"Pansy Parkinson? She's my cousin," she says frowning.
"Hmm explains so much, she never mentioned that she had a cousin in school."
"Ah well she wouldn't would she" she says casually.
"But getting back to it, he so likes you back, there's a rumour going round that he beat up that Weasley boy he's friends will because he said something about you," she tells me matter of factly.
"Hmm yes I know, I was there, twice actually," I muse making her gasp.
"Then he bloody loves you, and I've seen how he looks at you, like your not of this world, look see he's doing it right now."
I look over at Harry meeting his warm eyes once more, he smiles at me again, waving cheekily. I chuckle and wave back.
"Look even if I liked him as more than a friend and this is entirely hypothetical, don't you think that could ruin a really good friendship," I say to her, I mean that is technically my main reservation that and the fact that he might not like my back and how I might badly affect his image.
"I don't think so, I think it could just be the start of something even better," she smiles winking at me, putting her arms around my neck and kissing my cheek before moving back toward the rest of the girls who all begin to giggle.
Great now I'm the topic of their gossip I think darkly stabbing a piece of chicken aggressively.
I look up at Harry again noticing that his eyes are now following Kasey, he frowns at her before turning to Neville, perhaps he guessed that she might be a bit annoying.

Kasey's POV:
"Quick girls look," I tell my friends and they all try to discreetly glance at Harry.
"He looks so pissed," Lucy giggles.
"Yeah and he knows Draco is gay so wouldn't be interested in you," Missy adds.
"Hmm he's definitely the jealous type," I muse to my friends causing more giggles.
"Perhaps we should speak to Longbottom, he is friends with Harry, maybe he could give us some helpful insight," Lucy suggests.
"Ooo talk to Longbottom huh? Of course," Envy teases.
"Oh yes, did you know Longbottom killed the dark Lords snake? and did you see how attractive Longbottom is now? Did you see how tall Longbottom is getting? Did you know Longbottom is the sole heir to their estates?" Janie tease Lucy, mocking her voice.
"That is not what I sound like," Lucy sulks crossing her arms, we giggle again and she throws me a dirty look.
"I'm sorry Luce but it kinda is," I tell her making her sulk further and turn away from us.

Draco's POV continued:

I ignore the girls giggling turning back to my food.
A squawk fills the hall causing many students to look up. The large owl lands infront of Harry and he takes a scroll from its leg, attempting to shoo the bird before it steals even more food off of his plate.
I look at him curiously wondering why he is getting mail in the evening, I will have to ask.
The food is replaced by plates of desserts and not feeling like eating anything else sweet today, I let curiosity get the better of me heading over to Harry at the Gryffindors table.
"Hey budge up scarhead," I tease as I put my hands on his shoulders from behind.
He leans his head backwards onto my chest, looking up at me.
"Make me, Malfoy," he hisses razing his eyebrows at me.
"Oh Merlin please, I can't take this awful flirting over dinner, I'm trying to eat my crumble," Neville groans pretending to be sick.
Harry laughs shifting up to make space for me between him and Neville.
"You know at the Slytherin table I don't have to ask, they take one look at me and move," I huff, crossing my arms.
"Ah well you are not at the Slytherin table anymore, and us brave Gryffindors are not scared of you at all," Harry teases as Neville nods in agreement.
"Hmm that's because you don't know what I'm capable of," I mutter making Harry laugh leaning onto my shoulder.
"How are you eating that? What his that your 5th dessert of the day?" I gasp as Harry shovels pavlova into his mouth.
"7th actually," he says proudly through a mouthful of meringue.
Neville's eyes widen, "don't ask," I tell him rolling my eyes at Harry.
"Soooo," I say, "who's sending you little scrolls over dinner?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" He teases.
"Ah come on, is it important?"
"Yes! Very!" He says still with a mouthful.
"So what is it?" I press
"Jealous are we? Maybe it's fan mail," he teases.
"Hmph who wound send fan mail to you," I snort.
"I'll have you know that I had to hire a woman to handle all my post, checks it for love spells and all that," he says cheekily.
"Wait are you serious?" I mean there's a crush and then there's taking it a bit too far.
"Yup," he says popping the 'P'
"Merlin, you better hurry up and get off the market so they know they haven't got a chance," I joke.
"Yeah I think that's a great idea," Neville says pointedly looking at me, "you should get off of the market Harry, I'm sure I could think if someone perfect for you." He winks at me and scowl back at him, interfering troll.
"So you were about to tell me what the letter was,"
I say to Harry smiling sweetly.
"Nah, don't think I will," he smirks.