Hermione got out of bed as soon as she woke up. She was so excited; today was the first day of classes! She started opening her trunk but stopped suddenly, spun around, and made her way towards the window. Hermione sighed contently as she threw back the curtains and opened the window.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?"
Hermione froze before slowly turning in place to face her roommate. "Is there a problem?" she asked calmly and quietly.
"Yes! It's 5 in the bloody morning! What are you doing out of bed!?"
"Getting ready. We have classes today."
"I knew that! But it doesn't explain why you got up this early and started making noise and letting light into the room!"
"Well, my apologies." Hermione closed the window and drew the shades again. She didn't want to argue. Her mood was so fantastic just a few minutes ago, but arguing always brought her down. Why didn't she room with someone who is also a morning person?
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"Harry!"
"What is it, Ron?" Harry mumbled into his pillow.
"Get up! We're going to miss breakfast!" Ron grabbed Harry's shoulder and shook him with force.
"I'm up!"
"Good. Now, I call sitting next to Hermione!"
Harry sighed, "Ron, you don't have to worry about me and Hermione, okay?"
"What do you mean?" Ron pretended to play innocent, but Harry saw him blush and start wringing his hands.
"I know you like her."
"So what if I do?" Ron stuck his chin in the air.
"Ron," Harry chuckled, "It's fine! I'm not saying it's a bad thing or that I have a problem with that."
"Oh, okay, good." Ron nodded determinedly and started getting dressed to go to breakfast. Harry got up too and rummaged through his trunk for his clothes.
"Harry?"
"Yes?" Harry questioned back, his voice muffled by his robes, which were halfway on.
"What did you mean when you said that 'I don't have to worry about you and Hermione'?"
"I just don't think of her in that way." Harry said as they walked out of the room side by side and then thought to himself, 'I'm gay, you idiot!'
"How do you think of her?" Ron said worriedly.
"As a friend." Harry said in a 'duh' tone.
"Oh, okay!"
"Yeah..." Harry replied awkwardly.
"Race you to the Great Hall!"
"What? Ron?! No! I wasn't ready! That's not fair! Wait! Stop! Wait up! Ron!"
Harry crashed into someone. He immediately knew who it was by the jolt in his heart. Draco Malfoy. Harry had dreamt that they hadn't been interrupted on the train, but instead had gone into an empty compartment.
He looked up and stared into Draco's eyes, but snapped out of his trance when he realised that Draco looked worn out, as if he hadn't slept well, and before he could stop himself, Harry was asking, "Are you alright? You don't look well."
Draco smirked, "And here I was thinking you were staring because of my amazingly good looks."
Harry scoffed and then stood up properly, "Well, I caught you yesterday, you caught me today. I guess we're even now."
"I guess so." Draco's smirk slowly turned into a soft smile.
Harry looked up at Draco after making sure none of his things had fallen and blushed at the boy's beautiful smile. "You should smile more often."
'Wow,' Harry thought, 'I really can't stop blurting things out today.'
"Does that mean you like my smile?" Draco asked teasingly.
"Are you hoping I'll say yes?" Harry replied confidently, causing Draco's cheeks to turn slightly pink.
"Maybe."
"Draco! Be honest!"
"PANSY!!!" Draco's face turned bright red in anger as he stalked towards Pansy, who was walking down the corridor in their direction. "How do you always appear like this? Are you following me?"
"Yes, Draco, I'm following you-" Pansy stopped walking when Draco interrupted her.
"Why in the world-"
"But only because I have to know what's going to happen! You can't make me sit around all day and only find out when I torture the information out of you at night!"
"What are you talking about?" Both Harry and Draco asked at the same time, which made them look at each other. Harry looked down, a smile playing at his lips while Draco continued to stare at him.
"This! This is what I'm talking about! You two are just so cute! You have to get together! Now! Get together right now!" Pansy paused her fangirling to screech loudly before carrying on, "Draco, just kiss him already! I know you like him and he clearly doesn't hate you so what are you waiting for?!"
Harry turned to Draco, his eyes wide and mouth open in shock, "You like me?"
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Fanfiction(Drarry) Draco wakes up on his 18th birthday with a big secret he will have to hide from everyone, but it becomes very hard to do so when faced with returning to Hogwarts to repeat his 7th year. Harry notices something is off about Draco Malfoy and...
