Drarry-Why him?(DISCONTINUED)

Girlfriends?

//AN//

I realized in the last chapter I used first person pronouns in the beginning for Harry but then switched to third person. If I do this please just ignore :) I'll probably do it alot in the first point of views every chapter but idek...ENJOY!

Draco P.O.V.

On my way to the great hall I heard snickering coming from around the corner. Something compelled me to the noise. I found my self switching the movement in my feet and quietly turning down a different hall. Sneaking my way around the corner I was surprised to see long red hair leaning her side onto the wall, great the weaslette. EW! She had her hand resting on top of Potter's shoulder. Both of the two were smiling like fools. I wanted to throw up, right then and there. I decided to enchant the wealette's shoe making her 10x heavier and very clumsy. I walked away, wearing a proud expression for not getting caught. I'll admit I was startled when I heard a squeak behind me, only turning to see an empty corridor. Of course no one will ever know about that, and for some reason I hate admitting these sorts of things to myself, not like anyone would read my mind but still...

I made it into the great hall, enough time to eat some breakfast. I look up to see Potter and the girl weasel holding hands, the girl seemingly walking like a buffoon on a crazy train ride. Wobbling side to side only to have Potter wrap his arms around her waist to give her balance. Redness swept across my face in anger. Who does he think he is! How dare he ruin my precious spell, I'll show him! I stood up abruptly, causing a few to turn their heads and wait for me to do something, but I sat back down, not actually having a clue on what I would have done. I fiddled with a piece of toast, twisting the corner in between my fingers and digging my nails into the hard bread. I sighed my brain racing with thought that were unknown, meaning I was thinking of everything at once, and it made me have no clue what I was even thinking about. All of my voices in my head shouting at once, I'm not mad! They were all saying different things, arguing with each other somehow, even though they aren't real.

Harry P.O.V.

I sat outside under the same tree where Malfoy became a ferret, that thought is still hilarious! I was sitting there thinking about how I would ask Ginny on a date, and what we could do on said date.  She seems pretty interested in me but I'm having a hard time thinking about if that's just me wanting her to be or if she actually is. I can't even say when I started to like her, I'll go ask Hermione to help me plan this date, she'll know what to do. I made my way up to the Gryffindor common room, hoping to find Hermione as soon as possible to ask for her help. I finally made my way to the top of the stairs, turning to the fat lady when a strong force knocked me to the floor. I grunted, my head pounding from the fall and my arm twisted behind my back. A firm grip grabbed my left arm and yanked me off the floor. "Leave him alone Malfoy!" I snapped my head up to see a tall blonde clutching my arm with a mean sneer on his face.

"I didn't do anything idiots!" Malfoy hollered back. Seemingly in shock I turned to see Ron looking like he was ready to throw hands with the ferret, and Hermione with furrowed brows and looking up at Ron and back at Malfoy. I finally got my senses back, I yanked my arm away and stared at him. "What are you doing here Malfoy?" He looked at me strange.

Draco P.O.V.

I was making my way up the stairs, just casually searching through this fucking maze for the room of requirement, every corner and empty wall and I couldn't find it. I was to busy searching places I never wondered to before, so I didn't notice when an expelliarmus spell sent me flying down the corridor. Lucky for me though, I got the better end of the fall, all I felt when I landed was the flesh smothered under me. Because I'm a decent human being, I got off the person as soon as possible, I grabbed their arm to yank them up to only realize I was holding Potter himself.  I don't know why but when I saw his face my grip tightened, maybe I wanted him to feel more pain? Prove I had the power in the situation? I don't know, and I hate being confused, because Malfoy's are always certain of themselves. I hate to admit that I was so focused on the way Potter's hair was sticking in so many directions that I didn't hear the foot steps. My head snapped up to attention when I heard someone shout at me, "Leave him alone Malfoy!" I made sure to be intimidating, who did this filthy Weasley think he was talking to?! 

"I didn't do anything idiots!" I forced my voice out of my throat, even though I'm sure they could hear the crack in it, what, it's because I  got thrown to the floor of course my throat hurts! Ginger looked ready to pounce, I knew I couldn't fight, that takes a hell of a lot to admit but whenever they jump back I have to run away like a coward, and I hate it. Potter wrenched his arm out of my grasp, I had forgotten I was even holding him. 

"What are you doing here Malfoy?" I looked down at Potter. Shit! What do I do? I can't tell them I was going to the Room of Requirements, they'll want to know why. 

Without thinking I blurted it out, "Searching." I didn't tell them for what not knowing for sure if I would make up something or just walk a way. I started fixing my suit jacket which got scrunched up from the fall. 

"For who?" I looked up quickly to see Granger giving me a side eye look. I looked around frantic between the trio before realizing my mask had slip. Truly, I wasn't looking for anyone but the opportunity to make an excuse was just handed to me and I had to think of how to execute it.

I raised my head, returning her sideways look "My girlfriend." Their reactions were priceless. Weasel's jaw dropped as far as it could reach while he quickly looked back from Granger to me, saying, "Him? He got a girlfriend, he's lying right." Granger's only reaction was completely facing me, lowering her right brow and turning her mouth into a.. frown? How the hell do you explain the face? Doesn't matter, the most important reaction was Potter's, his mouth open, not far but open in shock. His brows stitched closely together and turning his head sideways, then mimicking the other and turning to face the girl.