Scared, Potter?

Amortentia

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Harry left the potions classroom feeling..okay? He didn't expect for Draco to be so..relaxed? He fully expected to get yelled at or receive some glares at the very least, but he got none of it.

"Hey Harry." Neville said, matching Harry's pace.

"Oh, hey. What's up?" Harry hummed, the two walking in sync with each other.

"So..I have some news." Neville could hardly contain his smile. "I think Blaise just asked me out. He wants us to go to Hogsmeade together!"

"What? That's great Neville!" Harry often wondered how the two of them clicked together. They seemed to be an unlikely pair.

"I know right? I'm honestly so nervous I feel like I could throw up." Harry could feel the excitement radiating from Neville. "Oh my god I hope i don't throw up during the date."

Harry chuckled "I doubt you'd actually throw up. Maybe drink some tea ahead of time? That could help." He shrugged.

"That might help-"

"Can we talk?" A Slytherin abruptly approached Harry, interrupting Neville, and stopping both of them in the middle of the hallway. It was Theodore Nott.

"Err.." Harry looked over at Neville, who just shrugged and walked off, assuming it must've been a private conversation. "Sure, what's up?"

"Can you tell your goonies to leave Draco alone?" Theodore crossed his arms over his chest. What?

"What are you talking about? What's going on with Malfoy?" Harry furrowed his brows. Something was wrong with Draco? What 'goonies'?

"Don't tell him I told you, but people have found out about your fight in the library and people have been..acting on your behalf. It needs to stop." Theodore spoke with a sort of passion. He was serious.

"Acting on my behalf? I never asked anyone to 'act on my behalf'. What have they been doing to him?" Harry didn't like this one bit.

"He's gotten three broken noses this week. Before going to Professor Sonnet's class he was cleaning the blood off his face." Theodore spat coldly.

"And he hasn't told anyone? Not even the Headmistress?" Harry just assumed everyone was still afraid of Draco. He didn't think people would harm him.

"For some reason he doesn't want to. That's why I'm coming to you. You need to tell whoever or whatever to leave Draco alone. Maybe you'll get the message across." The taller brunette huffed.

"Yeah I'll- I'll see what I can do." Harry nodded. He honestly couldn't believe it. Draco had seemed so..fine. Everyday he looked fine.

And with that, Theodore pushed past Harry, bumping his shoulder hard.
"Git.." Harry muttered to himself. It's not like Harry was the one that sent people after Draco. Theodore didn't have to be such a dick.

After the many classes, Harry went into the great hall feeling rather guilty as he spotted Draco in his usual seat, seemingly chatting normally amongst his friends but Harry now knew better. He was suffering. Hopefully they'll be able to talk about it in the undercroft tonight.
Of course, Harry and Draco aren't friends. This didn't make them friends. But Harry couldn't help but feel responsible for what's happening.

"Hey Harry." Ginny slid next to the seat next to the brunette. "Did you hear about Neville going out with Blaise?"

"It's about time. They've been talking for a while now." Harry moved his food around his plate, still staring at the Slytherin table, and more specifically, at a certain blonde.