Scared, Potter? •DRARRY•

Chapter 2

"Welcome back to some of you, and Welcome first years, to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry" Headmistress McGonagall's voice boomed out over the great hall.

Although Harry and Ron wasn't really paying attention. As Ron had found a box of toothpicks between a couple of empty saucepans on the table, the two boys was now trying to build a replica of the school... and maybe occasionally have a minor sword fight.

Hermione was listening as intently as she could but at times you could notice that even her thoughts wandered off in the distant.

But something seemed off. It felt like someone was staring at Harry. Just as that thought popped into his mind his eyes fell on no other than Draco Malfoy. He was sitting three tables away at the extended part for the 8th years, just like Harry. But his look didn't seem as snobby as usual. No, today it was something like sadness over his usual sneering face.
It took a while for Malfoy to realize that Harry was watching him, but as soon as he saw the green eyed boy staring back he quickly averted his eyes.

"Now if I may have all the 8th years attention please!" She gave Harry and Ron a stern look before continuing "As you all know you're back here to finish your last year of school that went away due to the war"
"This year the teachers has decided to bring you all together to unite the school spirit. All the 8th year students will share dorms and common room, regardless from you previous house."
Chaos broke out in the hall as both Slytherin and Gryffindor stood up and started to argue with the headmistress. Comically the two remaining houses sat calmly at their tables waiting for the storm to pass.

"Oh dear god I knew this would happen, Green and Red please sit down and be quiet!" But of course a small begging wouldn't help the slightest here, not even McGonagall.
"Okay that's enough! If you don't stop, there will be no food for you!" That seemed to do the trick as the chatter quickly died down and everyone took their seat once again.
"I will talk to you all later about this, as it seems that you can't handle it like adults. For now, Let the feast begin!"

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After going through each and every detail of the room sharing the three boys was sulking up the stairs towards the tower where their new common room had been built. With Hermione in the lead walking briskly and trying to keep the mood up by saying stuff like 'What if you guys end up together with just a couple of nice Hufflepuffs!' and 'Oh I hope that I end up with someone smart, so I can discuss everything that we've missed!'

But nothing seemed to brighten Harry's mood, he had a bad feeling for all of this, a feeling that just increased as they reached their destination.
Hermione pushed open the big wooden door, a purple Hogwarts crest hanging over it, uniting all the houses. They stepped into a big square shaped room. Grey stone floor with different scattered carpets all over it, each one in a deep purple tone. A huge fireplace radiating a warm glow over the two giant plush sofas and armchairs, also in a matching royal purple. Around the walls portraits of old prefects hung and big mahogany bookshelves holding thousands of books stood. In the ceiling different types of chandeliers where hanging, some bigger with glistening crystals and some smaller with shiny milky white pearls.
All around the room the feeling was really pleasant and made it feel like home.

Harry's mood brightened just an ounce, but that didn't last long.

"Merlins balls" Ron groaned and slumped his head against the wall.

"What's wrong Ron?" Hermione asked before realizing they were standing besides a paper, she read out loud "All the Gryffindors will share rooms with Slytherins whilst all Ravenclaws will share rooms with Hufflepuff"

"WHAT, nooo Hermione tell me.." Harry hadn't time to finish as the girl interrupted him

"No wait, that's not all" She trailed her finger down the list until she stopped and a furrowed brow took place on her forehead. "Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom. Will share the room with Blaize Zabini, Theodore Nott and Draco Malfoy"

Now Harry wasn't just annoyed with the headmistress choice of putting them in the same room, Harry was scared. Of course he also was teasing Malfoy with comments and foul names. That Harry actually thought was fun, just a small adrenaline kick by picking on the other boy. But then Malfoy always had to use Harry's fear against him. And think of all the ways e Malfoy could use it against him now, when they were sharing room.
And also all the times Harry talked and screamed in his sleep about his childhood and the dark lord. That's nothing the pure-blooded boy should hear, the more he know the more he can use against Harry.

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•Harry's POV•

I landed flat on my four-poster bed (the one closest to the wall thank god) face first and groaned loudly into the pillow. My glasses squashed against my nose bridge in a uncomfortable way.

"Ugh fuck me" I said loudly as I turned to lay on my back looking up at the purple curtain surrounding the bed.

"I rather not, but you can ask Malfoy when he arrives" Ron answered sarcastically with a grin on his lips.

"What the heck are you on about! Don't you see how fucking bad this is for me Ron?"

"Yeah I do, but then I also think McGonagall ships Drarry which makes the whole thing quite funny" Ron said as laughter bubbled up his throat.

I sent him a questioning look to indicate that he should continue.

"Well you see, some muggle-born girls started shipping 'Drarry' last year and it kinda blew up in the school. And now I'm pretty sure McGonagall is in on the trend to and therefore put us all in the same room" Ron couldn't hold himself anymore as he fell backward on his bed clutching his stomach with laughter.

"What's so funny weasel?" A sneer came from the door

My head directly turned towards Malfoy. I let out another groan as my head slumped back on the bed again.

"Why so happy to see me Potter?" The boy casually said as he looked for his bed and belongings. A frown grew deeper with every step Malfoy took until it reached its limits when he realized that his bed was the closest one to mine.

My eyes grew vide as I cursed inside my head. How the fuck can I be so unlucky. Then Ron's words played once again, reminding me of his theory about Drarry.

"Well fuck me" I said tiredly to myself once again as I rubbed my hands over my face.

"What you say potter?" Malfoy asked sounding confused.

"Nothing, nothing at all ferret " I said quietly

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McGonagall <3 #drarry