Wrong Time (Drarry)

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•Draco's pov•

Ever since the day Harry held my hand I'd been thinking of him in a new light. The way I felt not only when he came to me for comfort, but when he held my hand.. it's a feeling I'm not quite used to. I guess it's never too late to realize that I probably have feelings for him. I felt bad really, cos I'd been avoiding him. Well not really avoiding him, just very distant. I just became friends with him a couple weeks ago now. I didn't want to mess things up with these newfound feelings.

So like any sane person, I just pushed him as far away as I could without hurting his feelings. "Draco Malfoy." I heard someone say sternly behind me. "Yes Hermione?" I said not even having to turn around to know. "We need to talk. Now." I nodded, sighing in a quick defeat and following the wavy haired girl to a stranded spot in the common room. Not many people were up this bright and early. "What is it Mione?" She glared at me in response, "don't Mione me. Why're you avoiding Harry?"

I put my hands up in defense, "I'm protecting myself and him." She tilted her head in confusion, "excuse me?" I frowned, putting my head down. I had to think on things for a moment. Hermione and I were very close now, I knew I could trust her. I just wasn't sure if I could trust her enough to not tell Harry. "Can I trust you to keep this between us?" She scanned my face for a second, analyzing as she does. "Of course, you should know that Draco." I smiled softly, running a hand through my hair.

"I have feelings for your friend. I don't want him knowing, I know he doesn't feel the same way. Honestly with all he's been through I'd just be another burden, I just want to keep this to myself. Please don't say anything." Everything finally clicked in that head of hers, and she smiled at me. "Oh Draco, I won't say anything. It's just between you and me. I don't agree with you pushing him away though. He thinks he did something wrong."

I frowned nodding, "I will talk to him today okay? I will stop avoiding him, I just want to pocket these feelings and forget them. He's become my bestfriend and that's what I need to remind myself." She nodded, not adding much else onto the conversation, but giving me that famous look. I sighed heading towards Harry and I's dorm. I walked in slowly, seeing the boy sat up sleepily, attempting to draw. "Hey Scarhead.." I started looking over at him. His head snapped up with wide eyes, "yes..?" He had a hopeful voice and my heart felt a pang, I felt really bad now.

I walked over, pointing to the bed. "May I?" He immediately moved over nodding, "of course." I smiled, sitting down. "I'm sorry I've been ignoring you lately, I didn't mean to. I've just had a lot going on and I needed some space." He nodded, grinning at me. "That's alright, I figured it was me." I shook my head, pulling him in for a hug. "It's not you darling. You did nothing wrong." He nodded into the crook of my neck. I could feel him smiling against my skin and it made me smile.

"I've missed you." He mumbled as he pulled away from the hug. I chuckled ruffling his always untidy hair. "I've missed you too Potter. What do you say we go down for breakfast, okay?" He nodded, pushing me. "Well move then."

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"No absolutely not!" Harry protested, glaring at me. "Please! Just one outfit, if you don't like it you don't wear it. Simple." Harry groaned, putting his head on the table. "Fine." He mumbled. I smirked, "what was that? I couldn't hear you." He picked his head up glaring at me, "I said fine." I clapped, cheering playfully, "amazing! You're going to look better than ever!"

"What did you just agree to Harry?" Ron asked in a confused tone. "Malfoy is making me agree to let him buy me an outfit that I have to wear." He said with an eye roll as Ron laughed. "Mate that's hilarious, also a really idiotic idea on your part. Why did you agree to that?!" Ron was laughing harder than I'd ever seen him laugh before and Harry was glaring at him.