*Third person p.o.v*
"Shut up."
Harry laughed at the annoyed tone Malfoy got every time Zabini and Parkinson messed with him.
"You love me," Said Zabini confidently, grinning widely at Malfoy, making him sneer at him. Malfoy looked like he didn't find any of what Zabini said or did amusing.
"You certainly are bitter, aren't you, Draco?" Parkinson reached over to ruffle with his hair like Zabini had done earlier, but Malfoy quickly moved out of the way.
"Stop touching my hair." He said sternly, making Parkinson chuckle warmly, sending Harry a mischievous smile.
Harry would've honestly never believed anyone if they'd told him 11 days ago that he'd actually enjoy spending time with Parkinson, Zabini and Malfoy.
But in all honesty, Harry was enjoying himself.
The more he was with the three Slytherins, the less they teased him and the more they began teasing Malfoy, much to Harry's amusement.
Though, Harry figured it was because he merely laughed it off now, but Malfoy always became so upset it was hilarious.
Malfoy always sat there, arms crossed, a sneer on his face, and did nothing to cover up his irritated tone.
..Harry quickly decided that he preferred when Malfoy looked more relaxed and was smiling, like he'd do when they were alone. He was more attractive that way.
"It only eggs them on that you're so bothered," Said Harry then, leaning closer to Malfoy so Parkinson and Zabini couldn't hear them. "Especially by something such as messing up your hair."
Malfoy turned to him sharply, "You're only saying that because you don't care how you look. Not everyone is as naturally gorgeous as you are."
The compliment was obviously sarcastic, but Harry still blushed a faint shade of red. "..You look good like this too," Said Harry, his voice low. He doubted if Malfoy had even heard it, he kind of hoped he hadn't.
But Malfoy did look good. His hair wasn't sat ever so neatly — Even though he didn't use that gel on it anymore, Malfoy somehow still managed to make it lay flatly — His hair was messier now, and looked a bit more carefree. Still not a completely messy bed-head type of hair, like Harry's always looked, but, it was still messier than usual.
It made him look more natural, and less up-tight in a sense. It made Harry wonder if waking up with Malfoy everyday would end up with him allowing Harry to see him without having done something to himself; Usually, Malfoy was really quick to run his fingers through his hair in the morning and make sure it looked like it usually did.
Malfoy's sneer faltered. He looked at Harry with a look that could only mean that he had heard it, despite Harry's prayers. Malfoy's eyebrows were furrowed, and if Harry didn't know better it looked almost as if Malfoy couldn't believe he'd said that.
But before Harry could get to study Malfoy too much, "I always look good." Said Malfoy simply, plastering his confident smirk back onto his face.
Harry rolled his eyes, though he couldn't stop himself from smiling.
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"I can't believe i'm saying this, but i'm actually having quite a lot of fun with them."
Hermione didn't look at all surprised, nor did Ron. Harry pondered whether or not they'd noticed how he acted around Parkinson, Zabini and Malfoy.
"Even with Malfoy?" Asked Hermione simply. She sounded stunningly calm.
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16 days under the influence (Draco x Harry)
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