Mind if I "Slytherin". Drarry fanfic.

Chapter 4

"Why are you being like this?"
"What do you mean?"
"Your a Malfoy and your saying sorry to Harry Potter"
"This is why"
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Harry's P.O.V
I was shocked at first.
What the hell I'd happening. Oh yeah, Malfoy kissed me.
It didn't take long for my instincts to kick in and without thinking I started kissing him back. I think he was also shocked at what I was doing because he stopped. I took this the perfect time to pull away.

"Harry I-" Malfoy started but I cut him off by pulling my finger on his lips. He took the hint and stopped, he was looking straight into my eyes. I removed my finger and ran off not thinking about it for a second.  

What was I thinking? Kissing him back, this was probably some joke gone very wrong.
What was he thinking about kissing me in the first place?
This will be all over the school tomorrow I can see it. Potter kisses Malfoy.
I wasn't even gay. I fancied Cho at one point.
So why was I kissing back?

All of these thoughts were going through my head, I just needed some time to think. And with that, I walked down to the lake. I just needed to clear my head.

Walking down there made me remember that I still had lessons on at the moment. That doesn't matter at the moment what does is trying to work out what was going through my head when Malfoy kissed me.

As I was just relaxing as I heard a twig snap behind me. As I turning around I got a glimpse of the blond haired Slytherin. The person I was trying to get away from.

"What now, come to try and kiss me again?" I roared at the boy stood in front of me.

"No I came to see if you were ok, I know you must be confused about all of this but I just wanted to explain." He said to me, his eyes never leaving mine as he spoke.

"Of course I'm confused, you just kissed me I'm not even gay."

I didn't even know that I was crying until the tears were splashing on the floor. I walked backwards until my back hit the nearest tree and I sank down onto the floor. My arms around my knees and my face berried in the legs. I wasn't crying because I was that sad, I was crying because I think I'm started to understand why I have been feeling the way I have lately, but it can't  "like" Malfoy can I?

Why me, why me of all the people in the school me had to pick me to kiss. If only I could make seance of all of this.

These and many other thoughts were buzzing around my head until I felt someone sit next to me, put their arm around me and whisper in my ear.

"I'm sorry Harry"