Harry and Draco

Part 4 Draco's POV

When I got back to the Slytherin common room, I walked right past everyone without acknowledging them. I had a lot on my mind and being with a bunch of idiots wasn't going to make anything easier. That's why I went straight up to the boys dormitory hoping that no one would follow me. Being up close to Harry was something that didn't happen often and when it did happen, we were never alone. So studying with him was going to be a hard adjustment for me.

Sitting next to him made me see things in him I've never seen before. The way his green eyes were shining in the sunlight; The way he'd shake when he was nervous. Or even the way he smelled. It was all becoming more familiar to me. At some point, I guess I fell asleep and didn't get woken up until the next morning after breakfast by Crabbe and Goyle.

"What the hell do you two want?" I hissed. I didn't particularly like being interrupted by two irritating boys who were always stuffing their faces with food.

"S-sorry...we just wanted to let you know that Harry Potter was looking for you," Goyle stammered. "We thought it'd be funny to watch you terrorize him."

"Wanna know what's even funnier? Watching you two tremble at the thought of pissing me off. It's cute how you're both quite terrified of me." I snickered and walked out of the dormitory and down the stairs to the common room where everyone was staring at me. Instead of snapping like I usually do, I ignored them and walked straight out of the painting to the Slytherin common room where Harry stood.

"What the hell do you want Potter?" I growled and dragged him into a corner where no one would see us.

"Uhm.. we never scheduled our next appointment," Harry defended. I suddenly felt bad for snapping at him. I suppose it isn't his fault. I grabbed a piece of paper, wrote down a time and handed it back. Without saying anything else, I walked away.

As I was walking down the corridor by myself, Pansy suddenly came running up to me yelling something about the Yule Ball. In that moment, I instantly regretted asking her to go with me. I just pushed her aside and kept on walking since she was the last person I wanted to talk to. Honestly, I needed some time to think. There was so much going through my head at that moment. I didn't know if I could handle another study session with Harry. Being up close to him gets me all hot and bothered. I had to get my shit together because in just a few hours I had another session with him. Until then I decided to go flying on the Quidditch field.

Flying made the time go by faster than I thought so I was late meeting Harry - again. I ran through the halls as fast as I could so I wasn't even later. I walked through the door to the library panting and there Harry was sitting at a table with a book in his hand. I stopped for a moment to admire him from afar. His leg was shaking and he was picking at the corner of the book. Obviously something was making him nervous. As if he sensed me standing there, he jerked his head up and looked at me. There wasn't much for me to do now that he had seen me so I walked over and sat next to him.

"Sorry I'm late. Again. I was flying and I lost track of time but I tried getting here as soon as possible," I explained. "I uh also forgot my book.."

I looked at him embarrassed. I think he was more worried about why I was being so nice. I didn't notice I had actually said I was sorry until it was too late.

"Oh, uhm, its okay. I have mine anyway," Harry replied pulling out his book and we dove right into the session.

Next thing I knew we were laughing over a mistake I had made. Hanging out with him made me realize what a cool person Harry actually was. He was funny. I now realized why everyone liked hanging out with him. Which of course made me fall even more in love with him. That was it. Harry Potter had me wrapped around his finger and there was no going back now.