Drarry- It Was All Just a Game (Old Version)

Chapter 23- Why is it So Hard

That Saturday, Harry told his friends that he had detention and Draco told Pansy not to bother him as they both went to the secret cupboard to make Dreamless Sleep potion. Harry however had second thoughts.

What if the potion didn't work? What if the dreams got worse?

It's not that he didn't have any faith in Draco: he was brilliant at the subject, but something in the back of his mind scared him.

"Pass the bat wings," Draco ordered Harry as he constantly stirred the green potion. They were sitting across each other, a cauldron in the middle, ingredients surrounding them. Both boys wore their white long sleeve shirts, sleeves rolled up past their elbows.

It was incredibly humid in the tiny cupboard but they seemed to go to any extent to help the boy sleep. They were in there for what seemed like hours and the sweat dripped from their faces.

There wasn't much talking (unless you consider Draco ordering Harry around), that is until Harry reached across the way and wiped sweat from the other boys face onto his sleeve.

"You're cute when you work," Harry smiled, as Draco finally looked up from his almost grey liquid and smirked at Harry.

"I'm cute all the time."

"I find that a matter if opinion," Harry mumbled loud enough so Draco could hear. The blonde took his towel and threw it at Harry's face, only so he could get his smile out while the other was blinded. "Ow!"

Draco stuck out his tongue in response. "I'm almost finished I have 12 and a half more turns and it should work."

"How about 10 and a half and we kiss to make up the rest?" Harry winked.

"How about I screw up this potion so you haw no sleep for the next century," Draco put it back on a seriously note, but added something just to bite at Harry," no wonder you're rubbish at potions."

"Hey!" Harry tried to start an argument which would end in them kissing, however Draco stopped it right there, not responding and finishing his last 3 turns.

"There, finished! You shouldn't have any nightmares, hopefully." Draco smiled as he slicked back his sweaty hair. He poured the contents into 20 viles, all the size of a test tube. With one flick of his wand all the ingredients were on the shelf.

"How can I ever thank you?"

"I think I know how." Draco rolled over on top of Harry and leaned in ready to devour the boy with his lips but the click on the door handle and Draco's first reflex was to punch Harry in his stomach, receiving a yelp from the other boy.

Hermione walked in to find Harry's fist connect to Draco's face and his voice screaming "I hate you so much!"

"Boys, boys, boys!" Hermione did her best to break the two apart.

"Woah, watch out, Harry Potter's girlfriend to save his arse because he can't do it himself," Draco taunted as he ran out the door.

If Hermione wasn't holding him back Harry would have gone after him in a heartbeat, maybe follow him to the forest where they could make out.

"Harry, what was that? I thought you had detention!"

Harry sat down on the brick floor where he and his boyfriend were about to kiss, cherishing the ground, wishing their relationship wasn't as hard as it was.

"It's just so hard.." Harry wanted to yell at her, or possibly go find Draco, but he couldn't.

"I know you're upset about the quidditch thing, but you need to let that go. I know it's hard," Hermione lent down next to him but he shooed her away, getting up to leave.

"You wouldn't understand." Harry left the room with the vials in his trouser pockets.