Drarry- pick me up

Chapter five

I hate having to do this. Having to pretend I hate him. Harry and I are meeting up again tomorrow, but until then whenever I see him I have to act like we're still enemies.

"Potter," I say, trying to soak my words with malice.

"Malfoy," he replies.

"Piss off, Malfoy," Weasley adds, whose usually with him.

"Piss of yourself, weasel." He tries to run at me, but Harry and the mudblood hold him back. If I could without getting detention I would pin him against a wall and punch him. If I could, I would pin Harry against a wall as well, but do something very different. He may still get a bruise or two, though.

I shake off my thoughts as they walk away. Harry looks back and winks at me, flashing his gorgeous emerald green eyes. I wink back, smiling.

"Malfoy, did you just... smile at Potter?" Crabbe says, walking up to me. I laugh. It's not my real laugh, of course. I save that for Harry.

"No! I smirked at him, idiot. Honestly, Crabbe, you should get your eyes checked out." Luckily it wasn't Blaise, who would have been a lot harder to convince.

(Time skip to tomorrow)

"Hi, Harry," I say, walking up to him.

"Hey," he says, kissing me deeply. "I've been waiting to do that for three days."

"Me too," I say. I kiss him again, his tongue entering my mouth. He pushes me up against a tree. I moan, smiling into the kiss. I wrap my legs around his waste so he's basically carrying me. I tug off my robes and pull off his tie. (Don't worry folks this isn't going to get smutty... Yet ;) I'll warn you when it does for those of you with innocent eyes.) Suddenly we're on the ground, robes, ties and jumpers on the floor. Suddenly I hear a snap, and I leap up. I pull him up by the scruff of his shirt, trying desperately not to hurt him. I pin him against a tree and raise my fist.

"Duck," I whisper. He does, just as my fist swings and Weasley walks in.

"Get off him, Malfoy!" He yells, punching me. I feel a bruise beginning to form on my cheekbone.

"Come on Ron, don't. He's not worth it." Weasley turns away, and Harry shoots me an apologetic glance, lust still in his eyes. He puts his clothes back on, as I do mine, and I stalk away, disappointed to the core. But I guess it was my fault for wanting to keep it a secret.

(Oh my gods POV change to Harry's!!! I wouldn't fit the story otherwise. Wow I just realised how long this chapter's going to be)

"What was all that about?" Ron asks.

"Oh, you know Malfoy. How could you not get in a fight with him?" I say, cautiously laughing. I hate this. I really hate this. I hate having to lie, I hate having to refrain from kissing Draco in the halls, I hate having to meet in secret, I hate having to pretend to fight him. But Draco has a point. I wouldn't want the Slytherins to hurt him, plus I think Ron's quite homophobic too. He hates Draco as well, so even if he supportive of me being gay, he wouldn't support our relationship.

"I have to go," Ron says. "Detention with McGonagall." I nod, and he leaves. I head back to the common room.

As I enter, everybody is quiet.

"Harry," Hermione says after an awkward silence. "Why do you have a Slytherin tie on?" Oh, crap. Cogs start whirring in my head, trying to think of an excuse. I'm bad at this- Draco's always the one who thinks up the lies.

"Oh Harry," Neville says. "You didn't have sex with a Slytherin, did you?"

"No! We just..."

"So something did happen!" Seamus exclaims.

"Please tell me that you are not dating Pansy Parkinson, Harry."

"What! No! I'm gay, I would never..." I clap a hand over my mouth. Double crap.

To my surprise, no one is angry, apart from Dean. But that's only because he hands Seamus five galleons. They all congratulate me, and pat me in the back. 

"So, who were you... frolicking with then?" asks Hermione.

"Okay promise not to tell anyone? Especially Ron." Everyone nods. "Draco."

"Malfoy!" yells Dean. "But you hate him." I shake my head. I sigh. It's such a relief to get it off my chest.

"Okay but you can't let Draco know I told you. He asked me not to tell anyone."

"Since when do you call Malfoy Draco?"

"Since about a week ago." Everyone nods, and reassures me they won't say a word to anyone.