Embrace The Unknown:

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Harry's P.O.V.

Bloody Malfoy.

Draco's P.O.V.

"Potter," I spit out with venom in my voice.

"Malfoy. How did you find this place?"

"If I knew, I wouldn't still be here," I replied, every word dripping with sarcasm.

"So, you really don't know about the Room of Requirement?" he said.

"No, and if this is some bloody trick, Potter, my father will hear about this."

"Well, let me explain," he started to tell me all about how he had came across this place in second year. That the door only became visible when you concentrated on what you needed. Which doesn't quite explain how I got here. Unless...

"Was that you, then? The Parseltongue I heard?" I asked with suprise. This whole thing was weird enough; I mean, Ha- Potter. His name is Potter. He's always been Potter, I scolded myself.

"You heard that?"

"Well, it brought me here didn't it?"

"Well, I wasn't trying to call you, you git," came the reply.  Good, back to sarcasm.

"I should be going," I said, glancing back down at him, hoping he hadn't actually seen the longing in my face.

Longing? For the Chosen One? As if.

"I suppose. But, Malfoy? Don't tell anyone about this place. Please? It can be our little secret," Potter said.

"Hmph. See you around, Potter." And with that, I turned and left the room, leaving him there with a look of - something I couldn't quite name - on his face.

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Harry's P.O.V:

"I should be going," Malfoy said.
But his eyes said he would rather stay. And why would he want such a thing? He hates you, remember?  And you hate him.

Whatever. So, I let him go, making him promise not to tell anyone about this place, which he didn't agree to.

Even though we were - are - rivals, I kind of liked us not bickering. Im sure Draco could be friendly if he tried. Draco? Since when do I call him that? You don't.

That doesn't mean I don't want to though.
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Draco walked down to the dungeons and the Slytherin dorms, mulling over what had just happened. Nothing happened, you're overthing it, he told himself.

But, was he? Or was this the start of something more?

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Hah, you'll have to find out <3.

- with love, Hayleigh, the author.

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