Handshake // potter and malfoy

Quidditch and Malfoy

Harry's Pov

I woke up in a bit of startle. I've had so much stress out upon me the fast few days it's all starting get to me. I wiped the sweat off my forehead, for I have forgotten what the nightmare was about.

I quickly put on my robes and fixed a few pieces of my hair and grabbed my bags so I could head down to Ron and Hermione.

Ron and Hermione were talking to a few kids I remember from the train. They all greeted me and we sat and talked. They informed on how I was late for breakfast but they didn't want to disturb me while I was sleeping.

Ron and I left to go to our first classes. "Harry, don't you have your first quidditch practice today with the team" Ron asked. "Yeah, I completely forgot"

We walked into potions class and I saw Draco sitting alone surprisingly. Ron immediately sat with Dean. He looked at me as I gave a "what the hell" look and he just responded with an apologetic look.

I looked at Malfoy and he just looked away when I looked at him. Snape then walked in and stared at me with a strange look. He made an extremely smart remark that made me turn red. "Potter! Why aren't you seated?" He hollered as he pointed to the seat open next to Malfoy.

I went and sat down next to Malfoy, we both sat there awkwardly as we listened closely to Snape's instructions.

Not soon enough the class was dismissed, I was one of the last people to get all my stuff gathered as well as Malfoy. He started to walk out of class and I shoved my parchment into my bag and I ran after him.

"Malfoy, Malfoy wait." I yelled for him and he turned to look at me. "What do you want" he asked in an aggravated tone. "Malfoy, what was wrong yesterday, you know in the restrooms?" "I don't want to talk about or talk to you Potter" he said with a sneer and walked off.

I decided it would be best to leave him alone from now on, I don't want to create an extremely bad enemy.

For the rest of the day I did what I needed to do. I was walking back to my room in deep thought. I shrugged off the greetings I received from many Gryffindors. I just walked straight up to my bed.

I set down all my bags, I changed into sweatpants and a t-shirt. I stared at the cloudy sky outside of the large window. I went and sat in the ledge and stared out.

Why can't Draco be my friend, whys he being so rude. I just wanted to be friends, he acts like I've asked a bunch of favors and I boss him around. But I've done nothing to him to deserve this.

Never mind that, I don't need to be thinking about him, I have more friends but I seem to be there second choice, maybe this is all a chance to get my work done. I got up and walked up to my bed. I slid into the warm covers and dreamed of

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Okay I hate writing from the first year lmao but I had to finish. I know this is a really short chapter but anywayyy.

If you can't tell this was like a before so now we can all read that drarry shit were here for.