Joined (A Drarry Fic Not Written By Me)

Part 2: Chapter 12

"Harry?" Draco said questioningly after classes the next day.
"Mm?" Harry said absentmindedly, flipping through his copy of "Quidditch Through the Ages" for the tenth time.
"What do you think everyone will think about us being... You know, together for real this time?" Draco said in a small voice.
"I dont think they'd really be all that surprised," Harry said unconcernedly. "I mean, now we're just what they thought we were in the first place."
"Y—yeah, but... Then they learned it wasn't true, and now it is true," Draco pressed.
"Draco, relax," Harry said, finally looking up from his book to face the other boy. "Why are you so worried about this?"
"Because, Harry," Draco said back, a flicker of stressed irritation in his voice, "I actually care about my reputation around my friends!"
"You don't have any real friends," Harry reminded him. "They're all jerks."
"That's mean," Draco pouted.
"Yeah, maybe, but it's true," Harry said. "And you know it. Anyway, it'll be fine. We don't have to tell everyone right away if you don't want to, but I really don't think it'll be as bad as you're going on about."
"You aren't the least bit concerned what Weasley and Granger will think?" Draco said.
"You can call them Ron and Hermione, Draco, and no, not really. Even if they're a little surprised at first, they'll come around."
"If you say so," Draco muttered, propping himself up with his elbows.

"Seriously, so if Weas—if Ron and Hermione found out right now, by accident, you wouldn't be at all—"
"Draco, would you drop it?" Harry said tiredly, lying in their bed and closing his eyes to escape from Draco's words.
Draco was sitting up next to him. "No, it doesn't make any sense to me," he said. "Even if you had no warning and they just walked in on us snogging one day or somethi—ow!"
Harry had squeezed his hand extremely tightly to shut him up. "You're really annoying sometimes, you know that?" He said, glancing up at him.
"Well, you're really... weird," Draco said.
Harry grinned and sat up. "You're weirder."
"You're weirdest! Ha!" Draco said triumphantly, crossing his arms.
"You're weirder than weirdest!" Harry pounced on him playfully and he squealed. "Get off me, Potter!"
"No," Harry grinned, pinning him against the bed.
Harry bent down and kissed his neck, causing Draco to giggle from the tickle it caused. Draco struggled against him, trying to get up, but Harry wouldn't let him go. "Harryyyyy," Draco whined, a smile playing at his lips.
Harry only grinned back at him and roughly snuggled into his neck, making Draco laugh again. Draco kicked his legs, trying to relieve himself of Harry's weight on top of him, but still, Harry stayed pressed against him. Harry kissed Draco's shoulder from where he was cuddled against him, and Draco smiled.
"HOLY SHIT ARE THEY ACTUALLY F—"
Harry jerked away from Draco at the sound of another voice in the room. He turned to see Ron and Hermione, standing awestruck in front of the door. Ron's eyes were popping; Hermione looked like she was trying to analyze the situation and make some sense of it.
"It's not what it looks like!" Harry said immediately.
"Oh really?" Ron said breathlessly, his voice slightly higher than usual.
"No!" Harry said. "We weren't—we were just—"
"What were you doing?" Ron said, looking like he wasn't sure he wanted to know the answer.
"We were... We were just messing around..."
"Yeah, no kidding," Ron muttered.
"Not like that! Our—our clothes are still completely on, see?" Harry said.
"It's... It's okay, Harry," Hermione said. "If you and Malfoy are... Er..."
"We're..." Harry wasn't sure what to say. Draco couldn't help smirking and giving him an "I told you so" look. Harry glared at him, and decided to just tell them the truth.
"Yeah, me and Draco... We sort of came together the other day," Harry said.
"S—so you WERE—"
"No!" Harry said quickly. "But we are... Together, now, sort of... How did you guys even get in here?"
"You weren't at dinner, so we got worried and started looking for you," Hermione said.
"And the room let you in?" Harry said.
"Yes... I suppose we were so worried we "needed" to find you..."
Harry nodded at the floor, and a silence followed.
"When did this happen?" Ron said after a few seconds. "I mean... You guys couldn't help the bond thing, but now this..."
"Ron," Hermione said, a warning in her voice. "Leave it alone. It's their buisness."
Harry felt a rush of gratitude toward Hermione for understanding. "You don't... Need to tell everyone yet," he said.
They nodded. "We'll just... Let you get back to... Whatever you were doing," Ron said, his voice still lined with suspicion. He and Hermione turned and went back through the door, leaving the room.
Draco finally let out the snort of laughter he had been holding in. "I told you!" He said gleefully. "I knew you'd care if it actually happened!"
"Well, I didn't think it would actually happen," Harry muttered crossly.