"How are you?" I asked Draco that morning on the couch in the common room. When I woke up Astoria had already left and I hadn't seen Theo either.
"My head is pounding." He admits as I grabbed a thin, green knitted blanket and covered the both of us. The common room was always extra cold in the morning and no one put the fire on until evening. "Feels like a never ending drum." He curled up in the blanket.
I leaned against him. "Guess your body wasn't ready for all that drunk swimming and running around."
He groaned and rubbed his forehead. "I barely remember any of it."
That's great news.
"Nothing eventful happened. Astoria and Theo are still fighting."
"Like I care about their snogging issues."
I elbowed him lightly. "They're our friends-"
"Your friends."
I turned and gave him a pointed look. "Come on, just admit they're your friends too. It's better than Crabbe and Goyle."
"Debatable." He said, "Besides Nott's only your friend to get to Greengrass. I might've been out of it but I wasn't out of it enough to forget the entire point of that game was for him to get with her."
My eyes widened. "You remember the game?"
His jaw shifted. "What's with that tone?"
"What tone?"
He turned to face me. "That one."
"It's nothing." I said hurriedly. "We overslept, class will be starting soon and I don't fancy a run in with the Carrows." I stood quickly. He unburyed himself from the blanket and grasped my wrist pulling me back on top of him. My hands flew in front of me and landed on his chest before I fell face first into him.
I could feel the heat of his body against mine, the ridges of his collar bone, the warmth of his breath. I swallowed as a tingling sensation shot itself up my spine and lit my veins on fire and sent my nerves into a frenzy. My gaze flickered from his grey eyes down to his soft pink lips and back up again. "Are we about to kiss?"
He rolled his eyes, "I'm trying to be serious here, Raely." But the corner of his lip twitched upward.
"No, you're trying to be seductive." Draco scoffed. "Which isn't going to work because we're going to be late." I hopped off him and began toward the exit. "Coming?"
Still grumbling, he followed me, seemingly to forget the point of the conversation we had begun.
***
By the end of the week I thought I had successfully avoided Draco thinking I snogged Theo. Until the last night of January. Theo had suggested we go for a "stroll". The truth was that with the snow storms the past few weeks everyone had started going mad stuck in the castle with the Carrows. And Theo had taken it upon himself to free us from insanity.
"Dress warmly." Astoria advised. "Who knows where that idiot is taking us."
I tugged my green quidditch sweater over my head. "Are you guys a thing again?"
"No." She said it with a glare that silenced me from asking anymore questions.
I was wearing old gray sweatpants with my sweater and hadn't even brushed my hair but for some reason Astoria chose not to chastise me for it. Probably because when we emerged in the common room, we both immediately noticed that Draco and Theo were speaking to each other—civilly...almost. Perhaps it was because they'd been roommates for years or my comment about being friends had finally gotten through Draco's thick skull, but they both seemed to tense a bit when we approached them.
