16 days under the influence (Draco x Harry)

Chapter 9:

*Third person p.o.v*

"Potter! Exactly who I wanted to see today," Blaise slung an arm around Potter, much to Draco's dismay.

Potter looked confused, but still managed to let Blaise rest his arm on his shoulder, only making Draco even more irritated.

When he'd told what happened yesterday to Pansy and Blaise, they somehow ended up making Draco the one who was in the wrong.

"What do you mean you just left? I thought you wanted him?" Said Blaise, looking at Draco with furrowed eyebrows.

Draco's hand, which was resting on the table, clenched. "You don't get it." He said sharply, "Potter doesn't actually want me."

Pansy leaned forward, "What happened to the whole 'let's just shag him until the effects wear off'?—"

"I changed my mind." Said Draco shortly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"But you can't just change your mind. I mean, you can, but not in the middle of it all. What changed, Draco?" Asked Pansy.

Pansy and Blaise just didn't get it, really.

Draco didn't bother answering, he only got up from his seat, leaving Pansy and Blaise confused.

"Hi?" Said Potter questioningly, and Draco could picture the look on his face, but was refusing to look at him.

Blaise walked up to Draco, dragging Potter with him, and Draco could feel Potter stare at the side of his face.

Pansy walked up to walk beside Potter as well, "You excited for class?" She asked, and the polite tone made Draco roll his eyes.

Shut up Pansy.

"Uh.. Sure?" Potter still sounded undoubtedly confused, probably at Pansy and Blaise's odd behavior.

Blaise ruffled Potter's hair, almost as if Potter was his little brother, and Draco wanted to kill both Pansy and Blaise. He wondered what it would be like in azkaban.

They knew he hated when they teased Potter like that. Or tried to make casual conversation with him. Or touched Potter like that.

Actually, when they touched Potter at all bothered Draco.

Potter chuckled, probably at something Blaise had said, Draco wasn't listening, and Draco almost stopped in his tracks.

Potter's laughter was just so adorable it made his stomach flutter.

Oh god, this was not happening.

"Malfoy?" Potter followed him into the classroom, and Draco pulled at his collar, ignoring him.

How was he supposed to look at Potter after last night?

He messed up, messed up so bad.

"Malfoy. Stop ignoring me." Potter demanded, walking right behind Draco before he then sat down on a chair in the far back, Pansy and Blaise next to him.

"Malfoy." Potter placed his hands in front of him, leaning up against the table, obviously trying to get his attention.

Draco kept staring down.

Potter sighed, "You're making this worse—"

"No. You are making this worse. Sit down and shut your mouth." Draco finally snapped, looking up.

He quickly regretted having looked at Potter when he saw the hurt expression on his face.

Potter blinked, a frown on his face, opening his mouth, and then closing it again, looking defeated.