Have you ever thought for one second, that I've felt something towards you, other than hate, Potter?
There's a fine line between love and hate. But I wouldn't necessarily call it love.
Maybe lust.
Anyway, it's impossible. You hate me.
We're enemies...
Fuck, schools starting soon 😐 Which means stress,, which means no more updates nearly every day,, So ill probably update every second day as soon as school starts, which is on Wednesday . U G H Also, look at my cat
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"Stop leaning on me, Potter," Draco ordered as they neared the kitchen.
Harry attempted to stop using Draco's body for full support, which only resulted in him nearly tripping over.
Draco grunted as Harry fell against him once more, "Sorry..." Harry mumbled, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment.
Draco didn't respond until they got to the kitchen, "stand here," He ordered, leaning Harry against the wall, "And I swear to Merlin if you try to leave I will not hesitate to hex you." Draco threatened, slowly backing into the kitchen.
To his relief, there was no one there, not even a house elf.
He hurriedly grabbed three bisquits and made his way back into the halls, "Let's go to the bathroom," Draco sighed, once again draping Harry's arm around his shoulder.
It was silent, until- to Draco's dismay- Harry broke it.
"Why aren't you in class?" Harry asked quietly.
Draco could feel Harry's breath on his cheek due to the lack of distance between them.
"It's a free period, you git." Draco stated as though it were obvious as he tried to ignore how close Harry was.
Before they could make it to the washroom, Professor McGonagall had met them half way down the corridor
She gave the two boys a confused look, seeing as, for once, they weren't fighting.
"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter," she said, her tone laced in confusion, "What are you two doing?"
"Um, Malfoy is helping me walk," Harry partially lied. He didn't feel like explaining to her that Draco had to steal food from the kitchen, and Harry had to eat it in the bathroom incase he threw it up.
She nodded her head slowly, "okay, then, continue on." She smiled lightly, quickly making her way towards Dumbledores office; She had a plan.
Draco and Harry exchanged glances, before laughing quietly amongst themselves.
"She seemed so confused," Harry chuckled as they continued on.
Draco hummed in response, finally turning into the washroom.
Harry opened a stall door, leaning against the wall of the stall, "thanks, Ma...- Draco," Harry corrected himself and took a biscuit from Draco.
Draco nodded, "just eat your bisquit without vomiting, scarface."
