Why You?

Ten

"You really pissed off Ron, Malfoy." Harry said, when he ran into Draco during Quidditch practice. Which Ron didn't even show up to, to get away from Draco.

"First it's Malfoy, then it's Draco, now it's back to Malfoy." Draco grinned.

"Yeah yeah. Draco Malfoy." Harry laughed, and walked back over to the other gryffindors.

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It was quite surprising that Harry and Draco kept this secret friendship hidden so well. Since usually someone finds out, then tells another person about it, then it spreads.

But no one knew about it. Even if they did, no one else heard about it. Or it's that they're scared of Draco.

They've been sort of friends for 3 weeks. Harry knew that this was going to be trouble with the quidditch match coming up, against the Slytherins.

"Ron, just think of it this way, we'll win, and Slytherins will lose, and Malfoy is a Slytherin." Harry said, trying to cheer up Ron.

"That didn't help at all, Harry." Ron grumbled.

Harry eyed Hermione and she shrugged.

"Ron, if you don't get your bum out there and beat those Slytherins I will beat you up." Hermione narrowed her eyes and stared at Ron. Then smiled.

Ron slowly nodded. "Alright... Alright Mione." He smiled back.

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Harry stared at Draco, and he stared back. He was half listening to Hooch go over the rules, like always.

He couldn't pull his eyes away from the person directly across from him.

"Everyone, on your brooms." Hooch shouted.

~~~

"Harry caught the snitch!!" People started shouting, and the game was over.

Slytherins scored 80, Gryffindors, 175.

"It was mere luck, Potter." Draco spat.

Harry grinned. "You're just sad I didn't get distracted by you, Malfoy."

Draco rolled his eyes. "You were staring at me the whole time Hooch was talking. Be real, Potter."

They were in the changing room, complaining like always.

"You probably liked that, didn't you, Malfoy." Harry laughed, and ruffled his wind-messy hair.

Draco shrugged. "I'm not gay, thank you very much." Draco grinned.

Everyone was already gone from the locker room so it was just them.

"You say that, yet you kissed me first." Harry stared at Draco.

Draco stared back. "You're right." Draco paused. "And I would do it again."

Harry's eyes widened. "What?!" His face went red.

"You heard me. Harry I have tried to push these damn feelings out of my body but fuck. I think I like you."

Harry's never heard Draco swear. It was weird. ".. You called me Harry."

Draco covered his face. "I know that. Harry."

They've been running into each other and it was driving Draco insane. Ever since that kiss, which was supposed to be a complete joke, Draco has realized he might have feelings for his once enemy.

Draco tried to push the thought out of his head and tried to say he liked girls. But no matter how hard he tried, every look of Harry made his heart beat like crazy.

"Draco.." Harry paused and looked at Draco. "This is crazy, but I think that I like you too."

Draco uncovered his face. "Can we keep this a secret? No telling anyone? Please Harry. I don't know what I'm doing."

Harry smiled and nodded. "Of course Draco. Do you really think I know what I'm doing?"

Draco chuckled. "Hell no. I don't even want to accept this is happening."

Harry rolled his eyes. "I'm not that bad. I mean, look at me. I'm the chosen one, aren't I?"

Draco stepped closer to Harry. "You're definitely chosen."