A newfound friendship (A Drarry Story) (8th year Drarry)

Chapter Two ~ Aspiring healer

Harry's POV

We continue to share stories about our time hunting the horcruxes as well as the events of earlier years. Draco inputs slightly but, mostly listens until Ron tells the story of how I killed the basilisk in the chamber of secrets.
"Woah I forgot you did that," Draco whispers excitedly, "as you know where it is do you think you could take me down there one day?"
"Sure," I laugh confused, "but why would you want to go down there?"
He's jaw drops as stares at me, "are you crazy? It's a whole chamber that is completely unused, likely with a 50 foot basilisk skeleton down there. You could use that for so many potions, or sell it all. Then you could renovate the whole place so you have a massive, snake infested, secret quarters. You could hide loads of stuff down there, have a huge bedroom area. It'd be amazing. Salazar could even breed down there," he says excitedly waving his arms around moving the snake that is now in and out of sleep as it lays against us both.
I laugh at the excitement on his face and the shock on Rons.
"Only Draco Malfoy would want to renovate the chamber of secrets into a private bedroom hideout," I laugh nudging him lightly stirring Salazar again making him slither off of us to curl up in a ball beside me instead. I apologise quickly in parseltounge and he just nods. Draco begins to laugh, those beautiful grey eyes of his glistening as he throws back he blond head slightly, his hair swinging slightly.
"Well I think it's a good idea, you could do anything down there, no one would know and it's rumoured that Salazar Slytherins main office is hidden down there, so you know the amazing things you could find in there," he says getting enthusiastically, Hermione's eyes widen at the thought of all of Salazar's books. Malfoy rolls his neck from where he's been sitting with his pet around it. I join him in doing so as my neck is locked leaning near him, not that I mind funnily enough, I like being close to him for some reason, he is surprising such good company.
"It's not a bad idea actually,that is coming from Malfoy" Ron speaks up, surprising us all, "but what sort of stuff would you plan to do down there in secret?" Draco giggles and I notice will all give him a strange look, as we have heard his deep chuckle, sarcastic laugh and his velvety laugh but never have any of us heard Draco Malfoy's mischievous giggle until now.
"Well lots of things, secret potion making, a secret business, dangerous spell practice, sex, flying inside when it's wet out, studying, backup bedroom, storage for important or private stuff, or just as a bar and lounge area," he says causally waving his elegant hand and removing his black suit jacket to reveal a tight Slytherin green button up shirt. He stretches his long black skinny jean clad legs out resting then on the opposite seat next to Hermione. I can tell he is becoming more comfortable around us and I am happy for it.
"Bar area Doesn't seem dark and evil enough for you, and Did you really just slot sex in with all that other more casual stuff," Ron asks, possibly becoming more comfortable around Draco, who laughs before saying, "well sex has only been casual for me lately." He sighs over dramatically before dropping his head into the window and chuckling slightly as Ron lets out a small quick laugh before regaining his I hate Malfoy expression
"Well at least you are getting some," he states, rolling his eyes. I clench my fists scared he will say something homophobic.
"Ronald Weasley! What is that supposed to mean?" Hermione snaps stopping his smirk.
"I don't mean us Herm," he smiles kissing her cheek, "Im directing it at Mr. Potter over there." He jabs his thumb in my direction making Hermione snort at him, turning away and Draco laugh at me.
"Shouldn't you be thankful that there's no longer any of that going on between me and your SISTER?" I ask rolling my eyes at his brief horrified look.
"Yes yes very glad, but now you need to move on," he laughs kicking my shin playfully as I roll my eyes at his childishness.
"Never did I think us lot would be discussing our sex lives together," Draco says laughing as Hermione rolls her eyes along side me.
"Or lack of," Ron chuckles looking at me as Draco snorts but then smiles rubbing my thigh as a way of telling me that they are only teasing and not to take it seriously. Which I am obviously not.
"I can't hold a relationship, I used to think it was me but, I think its just most boys. They aren't all happy with one person," Draco sighs placing the back of his palm on his forehead and sinking in his chair beside me. Ron looks visually uncomfortable at the word 'boys' but quickly hides it.
"Your so dramatic, Malfoy," he states shaking his head, "I doubt it's all of the people you date maybe it is you."
Draco just shakes his head glaring at Ron. He clearly doesn't think it's him and neither do I quite frankly I think he probably just gets walked over by arseholes.
"How long till we get there?" Ron asks Hermione suddenly braking the now awkward silence."About an hour," she replies not looking away from the window. "Well I'm going to have a nap, make sure your friend doesn't kill me please," he whispers in my ear, "he may be acting okay now but, I'm not falling for it, he's just forgetting who I am when we all get talking ."
I silently agree patting Draco on the arm as he slumps gracefully against the window that Ron and Hermione are looking out of distractedly while sitting close together. I smile at the sight of Draco now snuggling under his black suit jacket, his delicate yet manly ringed fingers clutching at it. The light from the outside making his perfectly clear skin appear as it is glowing in the light. His blonde, hair always seemed to gleam in light or not, but in this second it appeared even brighter. The fact that his shiny hair was now longer gave me an overwhelming feeling of happiness despite not knowing why. I'm guessing it's the way it framed his now sharper features despite only being pushed back as if he had just run one of his hands through it.
He suddenly let out a small breath as he leaned against the cold glass of the window his legs now tucked beneath him, as he's breathing steadied and I realise I have been creepily watching the teen beside me sleep for longer then I first thought. I reluctantly tear my eyes away from his face but, not before noticing how surprisingly dark and long his eyelashes are as they fan out across his cheeks.
I close my eyes to, not intending to sleep but Just sit here wondering why i trust him so much so quickly, or why I feel as if I should defend him, or why I am noticing things about him that I never would have before. We always had such rivalry in the past, and it is confusing how I am suddenly so drawn to him and overprotective. Maybe because his childhood in many ways, wasn't so different from my own. He just wasn't lucky enough to have the support that I have. Who knows what I would have done without my friends, the Weasely's, Sirius, Dumbledore and all the others who helped and supported me. I'm sure my life would be very different if it wasn't for them, perhaps I would also have a dark mark just as Malfoy does. I decide that despite always being rivals with the boy in the past, he also deserves the sort of support that I had and that he never received.
Ron and Hermione are now whispering quietly together and giggling ever now and then something that would usually annoy me yet, I didn't mind so much today.
My eyes fly open as I feel a weight on my lap, I look down to see Salazar moving across me to settle on Draco's knees. I give him a questioning look.
"He gets nightmares, I'm the only one in the Malfoy manor with him now that his fathers locked up and his mothers in Paris. He's inherited everything but his mothers fund. He gets very lonely and frightened in that big, dangerous house. I like to stay near, I wake him if necessary," he hisses as I feel my heart braking, "poor Draco," I hiss back placing my hand on his shoulder gently, "that house must be full of so many awful memories, he's very lucky to have you Salazar, but he can't converse with you like I can, it must get hard."
I use my thumb to gently brush his pale hair from his face, careful not to wake him. I move my hand away quickly as I feel his shaky breath on my hand, hoping that my friends didn't notice. He stirs slightly, I panic thinking I've woken him but he just shifts so he's leaning on my shoulder. I smile at his now content face, before turning to see Salazar staring up at me curiously.
"I don't know why you like him so much all of a sudden. Snakes talk I know you were enemies for years. I hope you know that, whatever type of relationship you wish to have with him, you hurt him, I will kill you. You may have been able to defeat the dark lord but, I can assure you he was never as pissed off as I will be if you hurt him in any way," Salazar hisses at me protectively. Knowing he could do some damage is actually a scary thought but, I'm not going to hurt Draco.
"I would never hurt him, Salazar, even though your right in saying we were never very friendly before. I'm not quite sure why but I just can't fight with him anymore and I don't know what you mean by 'type of relationship' I wish to be a friend and I hope I am already," I reply smiling at Draco.
I hear Salazar quietly hiss something about a lion, a snake and a wardrobe but, before I can question him, Ron's loud annoying and slightly pissed off voice changes my thoughts. "Can you stop talking to that bloody thing, it's so annoying."