That one dream DRARRY

Chapter 12

After dinner, Ron, Hermione and Harry went to the Common Room.

Hermione decided to continue studying and Ron decided to watch her again.

Harry sighed.

"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know." Harry replied. Which wasn't true. He knew very well what was wrong, only he didn't understand. Ever since he had that dream about Draco, it was like his mind couldn't think of anything else than Draco. It was as if someone had put a spell on him. He had tried to put him out of his mind but couldn't. He had tried to focus on the thought to see what would happen but then he had dreams like his first dream about Draco again. And the strangest thing of all was that he didn't even mind. He didn't mind at all, he really liked Draco. He never thought he could become friends with him.

"It's Draco isn't it?" Hermione asked when Ron had already gone to their dorm to sleep.

Harry looked surprised at her.

"I can see it. The way you interact with him, that look in your eyes when you hear his name, the way you look at him... I know he's on your mind all the time."

"How do you..."

"You're my best friend Harry, I know you. Ever since that dream, he hasn't left your mind."

Harry paused and stared at the table in front of him. "What does it mean Hermione? I don't understand..."

"... I think you're in love with him..."

"What? No! No, that is not true! That is not possible!"

"I think it is, Harry, and deep down you too." Hermione got up and walked to her dorm.

"No! That's not true Hermione! That is not possible!" It isn't, right?

All week, Harry talked a lot with Draco. They teased each other in class, scared each other in the library and even studied together for tests. Harry loved hanging out with Draco. He got a strange warm feeling in his stomach every time he thought about Draco. He didn't understand it, it made him go crazy. And Hermione trying to explain to him that he was in love didn't make it any better. It drove Harry insane.

"Harry! You are in love with him! Why don't you just try to accept that!?"

"I am not in love with him Hermione! We're just friends!"

"The why do you keep thinking about him!? Why do you get all red and shy when he's around!?"

"I don't know!"

"Because you're in love with him!"

"I am not in love with him!" Harry angrily left the Common Room. He was done with it, Hermione had to stop. He can't help it that he doesn't know why Draco is in his head! He was not in love with Draco!

Harry ran into someone and would've fallen to the floor if the person he ran into hadn't caught him.

"Watch out Harry, you're going to hurt yourself this way." Draco said kindly as he helped Harry to stand on his feet again.

Harry looked up, straight into Draco's beautiful gray-blue eyes. His cheeks flushed and he felt his heart beat faster. He took a deep breath, hoping to get his heart racing back to normal, but he shouldn't have done that. He immediately smelled Draco's cologne, making him even redder. "Sorry."

"Don't worry it's fine, why were you running anyway?"

"Hermione is frustrating me."

"I can imagine that."

Harry gave Draco a 'seriously?' look.

"Okay, I'm sorry, but you should've known it was coming."

Harry chuckled.

Draco's hand was still wrapped around Harry's upper arm.

Draco, suddenly noticing that he was still holding Harry, let go of him. "Sorry..."

"... I should go back..." Harry said. He wanted to turn around and leave, but Draco stopped him.

"Wait! You can come with me if you want. I just left Crabbe and Goyle..."

"Why?"

"They were teasing me again, usually it's funny but sometimes it's just super annoying."

"I know that feeling. Where did you want to go?"

"I wanted to get my broom and fly a bit, care to join?"

Harry thought for a moment. Why not? He really didn't want to waste the rest of his Saturday on Hermione's explanations of why he is in love with Draco. And he loves flying and spending time with Draco, so why not? "Would love to, let me get my broom too." Harry went back to the Gryffindor Common Room and grabbed his broom out of his dorm.

When he came outside, Draco was already waiting.

They went to the courtyard.

"Ready to go?" Draco asked.

"I'm always ready." Harry got on his broom and flew into the air.

"Hey, wait for me!" Draco flew after him.

They flew around the castle, raced past the quidditch field and flew over the forbidden forest. They laughed, talked and had a lot of fun.

At dinnertime, they landed in the courtyard again, put their brooms away, and they went to the Great Hall together.

"It was really fun flying with you," Harry said before entering the Great Hall. "We should do that more often."

"Yeah, we definitely should, I really enjoyed it." Draco replied with a smile.

They went to the Great Hall and sat at their own table.

"Where have you been?" Hermione asked worriedly. "We couldn't find you anywhere! We were so concerned!"

"She was stressing out." Ron said.

"I went flying." Harry answered simply.

"On your own?" Hermione asked.

"No of course not."

"Then who were you with?"

"Draco, I bumped into him in the corridor and he asked if I would like to fly with him."

"And it was fun?" Hermione asked with a smirk on her face.

Harry looked at her with a dead pan look.

"What!?"

"Hermione!"

"Fine, I'll stop!"

"Have I missed something?" Ron asked confused.

"Well..."

"Don't you dare Hermione! It's not even true!" Harry interrupted her.

"Okay, fine! It is though."

"No, it's not!"

"It is."

"It's not!"

"It is."

"Blimey Hermione! It's not!"

"But it is!"

"Hermione!"

"Harry just try to accept it!"

"Hermione!"

"You know it's true!"

"Hermione!! Shut up! It bloody isn't!!" Harry shouted.

Everyone at the table was silent. Even most of the Slytherin table turned to the Gryffindor table to see what was going on.

Harry got up.

"Harry..."

"Just... piss off!"