Why You?

Four

Harry twiddled with the wand in his hand. He knew exactly who's it was.

Draco Malfoy's.

Ron walked into the room. "Are you coming down for breakfast?" He raised an eyebrow at Harry.

Harry nodded, and got up. He put the wand in his pocket.

~~~

Halfway through breakfast, Harry was looking at Malfoy.

"I believe you have something of mine?" Malfoy narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah.. Right." Harry got the wand out of his pocket, and when he looked back at Malfoy, Harry's wand was in his hand, and not broken.

Malfoy snatched his wand back, and Harry took his back, as well.

Ron and Hermione stared at them both. As well as 50% of the gryffindor table. And the other 100% of the Slytherin table... Plus the Hufflepuff.. And the Ravenclaw table.

Alright.. Quite embarrassing. "What the hell was that about?" Ron stared at Harry.

Harry cleared his throat. "Uhm- I couldn't sleep last night- So I- I went walking around and bumped into Malfoy. We must of switched wands." Harry shrugged.

Of course Malfoy would pick the most embarrassing place and most common place for people to be, to get back a wand.

On the other side of the Great Hall, Draco was laughing.

Potter's face was red. Even though it was for only 30 seconds, all eyes were on both Draco and Potter.

Pansy shook her head. "You could've picked anywhere else, to bother him, but you picked the Great Hall, where everyone is."

Draco nodded. "Of course I did. What's the fun of doing it without being noticed?" He grinned.

Pansy rolled her eyes.

~~~

"Don't you think Harry's story was weird?" Hermione was putting her brain to use, like always.

Ron shrugged. "I think it sounds like them. Let it go, Mione." Ron smiled and she smiled back.

"Alright."

~~~

Harry has never been more glad to lock himself away in the dorm.

It's not like anyone asked about it, but it was just embarrassing in general. Harry sat down on his bed and got out the Marauders map.

"I solemnly swear that I am up to no good."

The map opened, and Harry looked for a certain someone. After awhile of looking, he found him in a quite interesting spot.

The library.

Harry noticed something on the back of the map. It was a piece of parchment, that wasn't part of the map.

𝓢𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓼𝓹𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓟𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻

(Stop spying, Potter)

Harry's face went red. "Mischief managed!" He groaned and covered his face in the pillows.

He couldn't. For one, Draco was his enemy- No, Malfoy, was his enemy. And he shouldn't like a boy like that.

No way.

~~~

Harry looked like he tried to have a chat with a dragon and it didn't go well.

Fred and George grinned. "What's with you, Harry?" They both said at the same time.

"My hair wouldn't corporate and I gave up." Which wasn't a complete lie.  Harry was actually rolling around in his bed in denial and tried to fix his hair but gave up.

Ron laughed. "You and Draco kind of look the same." He pointed behind them, and Harry took a quick glance.

His eyes were red, and he looked pale.

"What happened to him, in only 3 hours?" He glanced at Hermione and Ron, and they both shrugged.

"People probably think the same thing about you, Harry."