Out of The Shadows

Disclaimer: I do not own the fantastic world of Harry Potter. I love Joanne Rowling's masterpiece so much that I decided to do my own story but using her characters and the universe she created. I don't own the pictures I used for this either.

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It had started three weeks ago.

The madness.

Actually it had started two months ago but he just recently acknowledged it. He used to sit at the back of the classroom but he felt this "need" to be closer to her. So a week prior, he had decided to settle right in front of her. He didn't think she would mind, because they were no longer enemies.

They were now friends?

Maybe just acquaintances.

He secretly hoped they were friends.

He wasn't really sure and not knowing crucial things made him quite nervous.

Was it like that for everyone or was it just-

"Mr. Malfoy!"

"Huh - I mean, yes?"

"I just asked you: how to produce water with a spell?"

"I don't know." Draco quickly replied.

"Would you please speak up, Mister Malfoy."

"I said," he replied yelling a bit. "I don't... know."

"Professor, we do a hand motion then say: Aguamenti."

"Thank you Miss Granger... Ten points to Gryffindor and ten points from Slytherin. Next time Mr. Malfoy, you'll not daydream in my class." Flitwick spat before returning to his boring lesson.

Draco was about to start daydreaming again before sighting a flying parchment landing right in front of him. He recognised the neat handwriting almost instinctively.

'Quit dreaming and focus, you're going to get yourself into trouble.'

He turned around and smirked.

"Granger, I don't need to concentrate on - what - water making? Seriously, I can't believe there's a spell for that. "He scoffed slightly.

"There's a spell for anything Malfoy. Now shut up, I'm trying to concentrate. "

"Typical. " He sighed whilst rolling his eyes and turning back to the class.

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"Hey Granger what's your favourite colour? " Draco asked; uninterested with Flitwick's lecture.

"Malfoy, really? You honestly want to know? "

"Honestly, yes. I don't have anything better to do. "

"You could follow the lesson. "

"Please and die of boredom? Don't you think my ears have shed enough blood? Just answer the question, it's the last one - well second to last -, I promise. "

"Fine... it's blue. "

"I knew it, " he didn't know, "see Ravenclaw suits you even more now. You frankly should've been sorted in that house... You're witty, creative, orig- "

"MISTER MALFOY! Would you please tell us what in your conversation is more important than what is being taught right now. " Well, Granger is more important than water-making?, he thought.

"Nothing. "he finally replied before being scrutinized by the ol' Flitwick's death glare.

"Final warning Mr Malfoy. "