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third, smalltalk

Malfoy:   I stand in the door stunned.

What has just happened?

I blink confused. Shaking my head and any thoughts out of it I grab my bag and follow Potter into the Great Hall. There I find Pansy talking to Hermione. She seems oddly nervous - playing with her hair & looking to the floor frequently. I walk towards them registering Pansy's sleeping bag next to Hermione's.

„Where are we sleeping?" I ask shyly.
„ühmmm...here?" She looks at me begging.

She really wants to sleep here?!? - next to Hermione and Potter.

„ähm..." I stutter not sure what to say. „okay." I add finally. I want to please Pansy. She does so much for me. So I un-pack everything waiting for my downfall. And there it comes embodied in Potta.

Potter:  I freeze. Next to Hermione's sleeping place sits Malfoy. 

nononono.

Still confused I stumble towards him. Avoiding his eyes I set up my sleep bag. I watch Hermione blushing & tucking her hair behind her ear shyly. It takes me quite long to understand that she's acting so unusual because of Pansy. - She's flirting with Pansy.

A „For real?" escapes mouth.

How could I not know?

I glimpse at Malfoy. He heard me.

Do I look homophobic?!?
Nah i'm hella gay - in the closet.

„What?" Malfoy interrupts my thoughts. „mmh?" Automatically I turn to him. As our gazes meet I freeze & my cheeks warm up.

„What it you say? I didn't quite hear you." He explains. „Oh. I was thinking how Pansy & Hermione are flirting." I answers with caution.

Is he homophobic? Is he gonna say something mean?

„Yeah, hehe I didn't see that coming, too. I knew Pansy is queer, but Hermione? I never knew Pansy is into nerds." He laughs like it was totally normal and not something unfamiliar for two girls to flirt in wizard public. His blond curls falls onto his face. 

I want to tuck them back again.

Woaw. Yup, definitely gay.

„Hahaha. Damn. I didn't think you'd say THAT."

„Why?"

„Ähm...Idk. You seem like the homophobic type. "

Was that too much?

The laughter leaves his face. „Well, you don't actually know me." I'm shocked but hypnotized by his sharp features.

„True..."

I want to though.

Wait, he isn't homophobic?
Maybe he wouldn't hate me if he knew about me?

The excitement shows in my face.

Well, he hates me either way, we're sworn enemies.

Shyly I scratch my neck.

„I'll go to my room one last time. I forgot something." Malfoy breaks the tense silence.

I nod & he makes his way out of the Hall. Relived I breath in.

How am I gonna deal with my crush sleeping beside me for every night for the next weeks if I can't even talk to him?