"A romantic?". Draco could feel himself blush, and something inside him tingled.
The two sat down, leaning against an old oak tree. Harry shuffled over, so his shoulder pressed against Draco's.
"Well, you know, like a romantic person. Someone who has a lovey view of the world,".
"Just because I compliment the sky doesn't mean I'm a romantic!".
"Draco c'mon, I know, Hermione knows, Ron knows, Ginny knows. Everyone knows. You're honestly not as badass as you imagine yourself,".
"How dare you insult my badass-ness!" Draco giggled.
"Draco, i defeated Voldemort, I can do what I want,".
"Getting rid of the Dark- Voldemort doesn't give you a right to mess with people's feelings!".
Both boys froze.
"What?".
"Um, I meant, um, insult my badass-ness..,".
"Sure,".
"Are you mad at me?".
"Why would I be?".
"Because- because I just said that?"
"Why would I be mad at you over that?".
"I don't know! I'm sorry,".
"Don't be sorry,". Harry turned his body, and faced Draco. Draco bit his lip, blushing. The sun was coming out now, and Draco's hair sparkled. Harry leaned in, cupping the taller boys face in this hands. Their lips touched, and suddenly time had stopped.
"Cough cough,".
The boys broke apart, only to face Ron and Hermione.
Hermione was grinning, and Ron looked puzzled.
"I knew it. I knew it!".
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Seventh Year Vibes
FanfictionHarry, Hermione and Ron return to Hogwarts for eight year. They're surprised past enemy Draco Malfoy has returned too- but after an appalling incident, he's left to tears. And so it seems like it's up to The Boy Who Lived to help....
