~Stars~

8th Year

{This is my first story in 2 years so I don't know how good this is lol. Uhm this is mostly fluff and some smut and angst. I'll start a one-shot book if you guys have any suggestions!}

Dragging his trunk along the platform to a car, then through the barrier and getting on the train. Harry Potter was used to this. It was a good memory, the beginning of his journey to one of his favorite places, Hogwarts.

Finally free from the Dursleys once more and on the train to Hogwarts, Harry changed into his robes before returning to the carriage where his friends, Ron and Hermione, were waiting with their partners.
Ron had been dating Blaise for a year and a half, and Hermione and Pansy for about 6 months. Pansy and Blaise had taken to sitting in the Golden Trio's carriage on the ride over, meaning a certain blonde usually followed.

Draco sat perched on a seat in the corner, legs tucked under him, reading a book on transfiguration. His silver eyes darted up at Harry before flicking back to the gold-trimmed pages of his book. Harry watched him turn each page delicately with his thin, gentle fingers before taking his seat next to Ron and Blaise, who were snogging in the corner.

"Could you two maybe not? Just until we're out of the train? Please." He sighed and turned his body to face Pansy and Hermione who were stretched out on the length of the opposite seat. "You guys aren't much better." He added, quirking an eyebrow.

"I have no idea what you're talking about Harry," Pansy replied, a smile playing on her lips and a hand running through her girlfriend's hair.

" 'Mione? You gonna chime in here?" Harry asked his friend, who had her nose buried in a book, as usual.

"No, I'm good."

Harry stared at her briefly before shaking his head and turning his attention the the window, which Draco Malfoy was now staring out of. Sometimes it hurt him to look at Draco's cropped blonde hair and stormy eyes. Every time he saw them and the delicate, cautious way that he walked, it broke his heart knowing that he could never have him.

In sixth year, before everything went to hell, Harry kissed Draco. At a party during Truth or Dare Harry was dared to kiss Draco, on the lips, and he did. It was drink or dare, and he was already way too drunk to be taking more shots, so against his better judgment, Harry Potter kissed a Malfoy.

Ever since, things had been...tense, to say the least. From stolen glances to longer daydreams and stares in class, Harry figured out that he had a crush on Draco. Not just a crush, he was inlove with Draco Malfoy.

Now they were on their way to their eighth year at Hogwarts to make up for their missing of the previous year. The students hadn't been completely informed of what was to come, but they knew they would have their very own special dorm, for all four houses, where they would be sharing each room with one other person.

Harry got up and trudged to the bathroom to clear his head. When he re-entered the carriage Pansy and Hermione had moved to where Harry had been sitting next to Blaise and Ron.

"Uh, can I have my seat back?" He asked hesitantly.

"No, there's sun over here and we're cold," Pansy replied nonchalantly.

"OK then.." 

Harry sank drowsily into the seat next to Draco. The taller boy turned his head gracefully to briefly look Harry up and down.

"Potter."  He said softly before picking up his tea and taking a sip.

Harry's heart sank a little in his chest as he sank down into the seat. He felt his eyes get heavy and let himself gently drift off.

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When Harry's eyes fluttered open a couple of hours later, both couples across from him were asleep, Ron's head tucked under Blaise's chin and Hermione resting on Pansy's lap. 

It was around that time that Harry realised he was lying down across the seat. Knowing what was coming next he warily raised his head...off of Draco Malfoy's lap. 

"I'm so sorry Dra-Malfoy! I didn't mean it! I-" He started, cheeks turning scarlet before the blonde raised a hand stopping him.

"It's alright. You were having a bad dream...You also said my name in your sleep." 

"Oh...yeah that happens sometimes. Sorry, I tend to have dreams that involve people I care about being hurt or..killed..."

"Oh." Harry smiled shyly before his eyes widened as Draco pulled him into a tight hug. "Oh-!"

"I'm sorry you have to deal with that..." He whispered. 

Harry could feel Draco's breath, warm against his neck, and felt goosebumps start to rise with his heartbeat. "I.."

"Wait-you care about me?" Draco asked, letting out a sweet laugh and Harry turned red again. 

"I- I mean- we are friends, aren't we?" Harry blustered.

For a split second, he could've sworn that Draco's smile drooped and his eyes dulled. Almost impossible to notice, so faint that Harry wrote it off as his imagination when he blinked and Draco's familiar smile was back on his face.

"Yup. Friends." Draco smiled softly.

"Good" Harry grinned back.

Harry was just about to settle back onto his seat for another nap when Draco tugged him back down onto his lap.

"O-oh, are you sure?" Harry mumbled.

Draco nodded almost imperceptibly and began to comb his fingers ever so gently through Harry's dark brown curls. 

Casting a quick Tempus spell, Harry figured out they had about 3 more hours on the train. He sank into the comfortable darkness feeling Draco's warm fingers rake through his hair, playing with his curls, and smelled the blonde's familiar green apple shampoo lulling him to sleep.

{Ok! That's the end of chapter one! Hope you guys liked it, please vote and comment your feedback and just little jokes all over. I'll try to read everything. I'll post as soon as I can. Have a great day/night girls/gals/non-binary pals :)  }

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