Not Slytherin, Eh? | Drarry |

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"What?" Harry asked.

"Well, first you have to agree or not," Draco said snidely.

"That's rather unfair." Harry pointed out.

"That's the point," Draco said with an eye roll.

Harry was conflicted. Part of him wanted to agree and get rid of the guilt, another side of him...the Gryffindor side practically demanded he tell the blonde to go jump in the great lake. He didn't have to go through with whatever Malfoy asked him to do in the end.

"Fine." Harry shrugged.

"Good," Malfoy said with something as close as a smile Harry thought was possible for the blonde splayed across his face.

"So, aren't you going to tell me?" Harry questioned after a long moment.

"Course not, where's the fun in that," Malfoy said with a snort.

"little twerp thinks he's in control...how cute." Lumen hissed. Harry scowled but shrugged off the rather unpleasant feeling Malfoy had left him with and stood up. He couldn't help but roll his eyes when both Malfoy and Blaise stood up moments after along with Ron and Hermione who stood up at Gryffindor table.

Breakfast was over anyways and most people were already standing up and heading out, so Harry didn't have to worry about being gawked at. But still, Harry wasn't going to stick around and give anyone to stare at him. So, with long quick strides, he walked out of the great hall his companions not far behind.

"So, what are we doing today?" Blaise asked.

"I'm going to go clean up The Chamber. What are you guys going to do?" Harry asked.

"What!? No way, if you're going to The Chamber of Secrets I want to come to!" Blaise argued to loudly for Harry's liking.

"Could you say that a little louder, I don't think the people in the back heard you." Malfoy sneered.

"Oh, you're just afraid that you'll have to face another basilisk." Blaise snickered.

Harry took that moment to sneak away leaving the two Slytherins to argue alone. He turned down a corridor and quickened his pace doing his best to look at least the slightest bit innocent

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"Discretion isn't really your forte, is it?" A rather familiar voice called out.

"I was being quite discreet, Blaise was the one who decided to yell about it." Harry scoffed turning to glare at the portrait. The man was stalking him, he was sure of it.

"Fair enough...So I take it you've found the entrance in the girl's lavatory?" Salazar stated more than asked.

"Of course." Said Harry growing rather impatient, especially as the man continued to look at him with such condescending amusement.