Stolen Glances (Drarry)

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"Hermione I still cannot believe you have a crush on a slytherin." Ron spat, his eyes widening. "Be quiet Ronald, we all know you'd shag Zabini if he offered." Hermione snapped back. Ever since she came out to them about her crush on Pansy, they'd been teasing her relentlessly.

"I.. you're right I would." Ron put his head down in defeat, and all of their gryffindor friends started laughing.

"What's so funny Potter?" Harry heard Malfoy sneer from the side, he rolled his eyes. Taking a deep breath he turned around with a glare, "we were actually laughing at your face, since you're so interested."

Malfoys face twisted to one of hatred, and he glared even harder at the gryffindor. "Bite me Potter." He spat, going to turn away. "You'd like that wouldn't you Malfoy." Harry sung sarcastically, eyeing the blonde for a reaction.

"Just stay out of my way this year, Potter."

"Or what? Your father will hear about it? That will be hard to do from Azkaban." That time, Harry went a little too far. "Actually my father received the kiss, so I guess he would listen just as well as your parents."

Harry wanted to be angry, but he pulled the parent card first so he backed down. He rolled his eyes, and flipped Draco off.

That seemed to be a good enough sign of  surrender, because Malfoy just stomped off. Ron and Hermione were looking at Harry like he had three heads. "I thought you guys were going to get along this year."

Harry glanced up, locking eyes with the slytherin for a quick second, both boys looking away quickly. "I think that was us getting along?" Harry questioned with a laugh, "we didn't try to hex each other."

Ron laughed, and Hermione just shook her head. "Yes I suppose that is something." Hermione said with an eye roll. She had been pushing for more unity between the houses, but everyone was too burnt out after the war to even care.

Most everyone got along now, or at least avoided arguments, of course a lot of people were not too decent to the slytherins. Secretly this annoyed Harry, but he wouldn't let the slytherins know he was protecting them. It would get too personal.

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"Harry, Malfoys coming." Harry scrunched up his nose, glancing back at Malfoy who smirked at him for a split second. "Potter. A word." Harry smirked back, rolling his eyes. "You just said three."

Malfoy glared grabbing his arm, "I don't have time for you to be a smartass. Let's go." Harry gave a look of surprise, but nodded allowing himself to be drug out of the eight year common room.

"Do.. do you think they're trying to flirt?" Ron asked, his voice quiet. Hermione giggled, "I think so!" Blaise whistled, "they've been flirting for years I think. After that interaction though at least I know my boy Draco tops." Everyone howled with laughter.

"There's no doubt Harry is a bottom!" Said Pansy, and there was a chorus of agreement. "I don't know, I feel like if you piss him off he may destroy you." Seamus said throwing his hands up in defense, Ron nodded. "I believe it mate. He's very possessive so I can see a switch."

Meanwhile in the hallway a much different conversation was happening. "What's your motive huh? What was that bloody comment this morning? Are you gay?" Harry was stunned to silence, taking several seconds to process what he was being asked.

"Excuse me?" Harry said dumbly, completely shocked by Malfoys' boldness. "Are? You? Gay?" Malfoy said slowly, glaring at Harry.

"Well I don't see how my sexuality is any of your business, but for your information yes I'm gay. A raging homosexual in fact, and if that disgusts you then good because anything I can do to disgust you makes me happy. You need to stop acting like you deserve all of the answers in the world. You're nothing to me Malfoy, I got you out of Azkaban but that doesn't make us friends. Don't ever question me about my personal life again."