Former Animosity

8. Library

Harry's POV:

Malfoy grimaced.

"Your foul friends ?"

He said looking at me like I was a crazy. I glared at him, he thought about it and eventually he sighs.

"...Fine. Only if my accomplices are allowed."

I thought for a moment. Gryffindor and Slytherin on the same table? Certainly a first.

"...Okay."

I said quickly then walking back towards the library. Footsteps behind me, close. As soon as we reached the library, Ron and Hermione were already there, no surprise. Hermione lit up when she saw me.

"Harry!"

She ran towards me to hug me, but when she touched me, Mafloy and I collapsed. We both groaned in pain. Hermione looked alarmed, didn't know what she did wrong so she froze on the spot not knowing what to do.

"It's burning!"

I screamed. My body was internally heating up and it was burning myself, and my organs. Hermione was panicking now, she was looking for something, water or ice.

"Potter-"

His words cut off by a scream. His scream. He was clearly in agony.

"Potter, for Salazar's sake, touch me!"

He said reaching for my hand. I held out and we touch, as soon as we do, I quickly come closer and both of us lean onto each other. The burning subdued slowly.

"...Harry?"

"Potter!"

Both Hermione and Malfoy called my name at the same time after hid head shot up my shoulder. Mine was still buried onto his. The burning was still there and I just need... I need to hold on a little longer.

I could hear Malfoy grumble under his breath as he waited for me to awoke. After I shifted my head to see his, his face looked livid and I just smiled out of amusement. he yanked my head away with his shoulder's force.

"Do you think this is funny?!"

He said. I raised an eyebrow and unbuttoning my blouse.

"What on earth are you doing?"

He said eyes widening and brows seriously furrowed. His face was scrunched up in disgust.

"Well see for yourself. The burns don't exactly amuse you, does it?"

Malfoy's eyebrows were shot up and his mouth was twitching upwards. Finally, I saw him smile. It looked more pleasant than the mocking and ridiculed smile he gives me. But this, this is a genuine smile.

"Actually, it does."

He smiles, then checking me out. I narrowed my eyes on him and buttoning it up again.

"Don't you hold a bit of concern for your husband?"

I smirked so widely. I was about to laugh, that comment was funny to myself. Malfoy disgustedly shivered to the mention of the word 'husband'. Hermione stood there looking at the both of us, face with regret, uncomfortableness and confusion.

Malfoy quickly changed the subject.

"Well Granger? Do you realize if I didn't react as quickly we both could've died?!"

He said, frustrated with her.

"You... you guys are... married ?!"

She said horrified. The smug smile I have on my face quickly turn into a loud laughter.