You Think I Wanted This? - Drarry

2. house unity and whatever

Hello again! In this chapter it's the day from the last chapter and everything that happened but from Draco's POV. Also, I have included pretty much the whole lot of Slytherins and people from Harry's year because we need some involvement with students and I think their last year was pretty awful so a lot would come back anyway.

"I mean, I think it's pretty ridiculous but since McGonagall wants us to, I guess we have to," Gregory Goyle said as he was piling sausage into his mouth, "what do you think Draco?"

He perked up at the sound of his name, he hadn't really been paying attention. No, he was busy watching Harry Potter, but of course he would never admit to that.

"You'll have to forgive Draco, he was too busy making goo-goo eyes at Potter again to listen." Pansy laughed.

"Pansy, please get your head out of your arse, I have no desire to look at Potter any more than I have to. What are you lot talking about?" Draco sneered in response.

"House Unity and whatever, McGonagall wants all of the 8th year students to have a 'bonding night' so that includes all the Gryffindorks." Pansy looked pleased with herself for the pun.

"We already share a ruddy dorm with the lot why do we need to 'bond' with them?" Goyle asked, irritated.

"Look guys, we can't have this idiotic hatred for the other houses anymore. What good has it done us, our families? It put us on the wrong side of a bloody stupid war to begin with, ending with our parents being locked up and people dying." Draco snapped at them and then got up and left the Great Hall.

Draco was heading to the 8th year dorms when an arm grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards the stairway outside the Great Hall.

"Blaise what the fu-!?" A hand went over Draco's mouth.

"Draco, calm down! I just came to check on you because you seemed pretty pissed off."

"I'm fine. I just don't think this bonding thing is such a bad idea. Everyone is aware of each other's existence but we're all just tip-toeing around one another. Maybe if we-" Suddenly Draco wasn't talking anymore and Blaise's mouth was on his and he didn't even have time to protest since Blaise sort of shoved him onto the bench that was next to him.

When they broke for air the only thing that Draco could think of saying was "What... the hell...?"

"Sorry," Blaise started, embarrassed, "but you have no idea how long I have wanted to do that." Draco blushed and just sort of stared at him.

"You-you.... k-kissed me..." Draco managed to get out.

"Good job Draco, real know-it-all, you are." Blaise laughed.

"I-I'm sorry... I guess I don't understand why you kissed me..."

"Then I guess I haven't made it as painfully obvious as I thought I had," He chuckled,"... but I like you... and I have for a while and-and when you came out to all of us the other week... I don't know I just really wanted to know what it would be like to kiss you." Blaise stuttered.

"Well, don't look so nervous," Draco quipped, "I can't believe this...really?"

"Would you like me to kiss you again?" Blaise smirked.

"Honestly? I wouldn't mind-" and so he did.

It was about 8 minutes of making out when they heard a noise and looked to see the cause of it. Potter. Of course, it's always Potter.

"Erm...uh...sorry...you two...I was just uh-just going..." Potter pathetically stammered.

"Why so tense, Potter?" Draco started. He had to admit, he loved the way Harry's face looked right now, blushing and glowing. "Never seen two people kiss before?"