Former Animosity

14. Conversation

Harry's POV:

I shout. He woke up instantly.

"Ugh... Potter... what's the problem this time? I can never get proper sleep with you around."

Malfoy said, looking annoyed sleepily, as he tends to glare at me. If we weren't late, I would've made a dirty joke to that.

"We're late! Breakfast's ended and classes has already started."

Malfoy rolls his eyes.

"Alright, fine."

When both of us were ready, we went to their first class. Which was unfortunately Dark Arts. The first day of class being the place we've gotten cursed at the first place and seeing Snape first thing in this morning.

They open the doors to the classroom. It creaks loudly, and everyone's eyes were on them instantly.

3rd Person POV:

Snape was there, unknowingly waiting for them. As he cleared his throat, the boys closed the door and sat on vacant seats.

"You're late."

He says.

"Sorry."

I replied simply. Snape glared at him. There lies multiple sets of two chairs on a table lined with a view of chalkboard. Snape kept a sharp eye on them. Malfoy quickly takes out his book for charms. And begins the fading babbles of Snape.

"Harry!"

Someone bangs my table. I snap put of my day dream to see Hermione infront of me. Malfoy was looking quite surprised by her sudden aggression. Nonetheless, he minded his own business and left us to talk. He was still beside me of course, just was reading a book.

"Mione?"

He sees the longing in Hermione's face. He knows. He recognizes it. He misses her too. Missed his bloody Gryffindor dorm if he was being honest.

"Don't drift off, Harry. We have finals this year and I don't want you to screw this up okay?"

She scolds him. He smiles fondly.

"I miss you too."

A visible frown formed on her face. And there she laid stacks of books.

"For your finals. Make sure you read all of them. I'll make sure of it. Malfoy?"

He looks at her, unphased

"Yes, I'll make sure he reads them all."

He says that a bit too patronizing. And with that, she left. Malfoy looks at him.

"What?"

"These books aren't dusty. She's read them all."

"Of course she did, it's Hermione we're talking about."

"She left the important books for finals to you though."

He says, his eyes were on his book once again. Harry sighs. Damn this school.

"Nevermind that, she's right. You shouldn't drift off. Snape's gave us some assignments. You missed most of them."

Malfoy closes his book to get a clear look on Harry.

"What, homework?"

Harry's become much moody now. Malfoy cracked up a big smile looking at his sullen face.

"Oh, so now I've made your day by having mine spoilt."

Harry says, narrowing his eyes to Malfoy who's smiling ear to ear and can't help but sulk. His smile turned to a soft laugh.

"Are you seriously sulking?"

Harry rolls his eyes. After they had their classes, lunch and dinner, they're back to their chambers, Harry plopped himself onto the couch and slid to an uncomfortable looking but yet comfortable position.

"3 pages of an essay. Due date is by the end of the week."

Malfoy says non-chalantly while getting his pajamas from the cupboards.

"What? But we just started class."

"Potter. Stop complaining and come with me. I need to take a shower and change. By the looks of it, so do you."

"Right, right."

As he turns to Malfoy, he caught him shirtless while Malfoy was trying to cover himself with a bathrobe. But all he saw was his naked half-body and in uniform pants. There was so many things clouding Harry's mind but all of it tunes out to admire his body, oddly enough.

He was getting aroused, flushed. His face was so pink Malfoy could probably tell.

"Potter?"

Malfoy looks concerned.

"You zoned out?"

Malfoy asked. Harry immediately snaps back to reality.

"Er- yeah, sorry wait."

MalfoyDraco was still looking at him, so Harry tried again for him to look away. He didn't move from the couch. He can still feel it hard.

"Malfoy, can you grab my bag for me?"

Malfoy frowns now.

"Potter, I'm not your goddamn hus-"

"Malfoy, please, I'm not trying to hear it today."

Malfoy was furious Harry cut him off but to avoid taking time off freshening himself, he did as told. Harry quickly got off the couch and grabbed his clothes to cover his erection. Malfoy turns to him and looked confused.

He handed Harry's bag to him questionably. Harry smiled at him sheepishly.

"Thanks."

Draco sighed and rolled his eyes then went to the bathroom. Harry tailed behind him. Draco's back towards him now so he took it to an advantage and quickly let go of his clothes and went into the shower.

He took a really cold shower and began to stroke himself. He was so sure it was the bond because he would never get hard because of Malfoy. Right? He tries to quiet himself while doing his business.

After he was done showering and... something else, he got out of the shower and he jumped when he saw Malfoy infront of his mirror. You would've thought after living with each other for so long they would've have seen each other naked.

He almost screamed. Malfoy jumped too and in attempt to cover his body, he turned around.

"Potter what is your goddamn problem?!"

"Me?! You're the one who's practically waiting for me out here!"

"Get out!"

Malfoy shouted, looking at his side to make sure Harry's out. Just as he planned to step out, He saw Malfoy's back. Pale, obviously, but it was full of marks. He let out a heavy breath. He steps closer.

"Malfoy..."

Draco's POV:

"What now? Just get out!"

Potter was getting on my nerves day by day. It's a full on streak. I didn't get a response, I waited but he never went.

"Potter?"

I called out to him. Then I felt his hand on my back. Caressing. I quickly turned around and grabbed his hand. With a frown, my breathing pattern become more heavier then usual.

"For the love of Merlin, Potter. What the fuck are you doing?"