The Defense Against the Dark Arts Tutor | Drarry

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"Where have you been?" Hermione asked when Harry walked into the greenhouse.

"In the common room. Right where you left me," Harry said.

"Aren't you hungry?" She asked.

"Not really." He grunted.

"Are we going to juice these Bubotubers or what?" Ron interjected.

"Oh, right, of course," Hermione said, turning towards the pulsating plants in front of them.

"You guys mind if I work with you?" Justin Finch-Fletchley had walked over to their table.

"N-no, not at all," Harry said, blushing slightly and making room for Justin.

"Did you guys hear about Hannah and Susan?" Justin asked them.

"Erm, no, what happened to them?" Hermione asked.

"Well, rumour is, they got together. Like, together, together." Justin said with a grin, "I always knew it was going to happen."

"Eurgh, just as long as there isn't too much PDA," Ron said with a disgusted look on his face.

"What??" He said when the other three looked at him, shocked, "I don't mind it, I just don't want to see it!"

Hermione sighed and shook her head. "Sensitivity, Ronald." She muttered.

"I see the two together, and I can't help thinking, 'Blimey, I wish I had a guy who'd love me like that!'" Justin said dreamily.

Harry dropped his Bubotuber, "You-you're gay?" His face reddened.

Justin flushed as well, "Erm, yeah, I am. But don't tell anyone, please!! I have no idea what homophobia is like in the Wizarding World."

"O-of course! I won't tell a soul." Harry promised.

Harry picked up his Bubotuber, continuing to juice it with a small smile on his face. The rest of the hour passed without incident, but Harry kept stealing small glances at the Hufflepuff next to him.

When the bell rang, Harry pulled Justin off to the side.

"Erm, Justin?" Harry said nervously.

"Yes?" Justin answered.

"Erm, you wouldn't mind going with me to Hogsmeade this weekend?" Harry asked softly.

Justin blushed, "I'd love to, Harry."

Harry grinned, "Brilliant. See you later, Justin!"

Harry arrived in Professor Sylvene's classroom, his face lit up in a large grin. He sat down next to Ron and Hermione; the two gave him odd looks.

"What happened, Harry?" Hermione whispered.

"Hm? Oh, er, nothing." Harry lied, trying to stifle his smile.

The rest of Harry's day passed in a cloud of happiness, his mind on nothing but Justin and going to Hogsmeade with him in a few days.

* * * * * * *

Malfoy, as usual, was paying quite a bit of attention to Harry Potter. Today, Harry seemed to be elated about something, and he sure as hell knew it wasn't their first tutoring session that evening.

Draco: What the bloody hell are you so happy about, Potter?

Harry: Why do you care, Malfoy?

Draco: I don't.

Draco: But it better not interfere with the tutoring session tonight.

Harry: Oh, shit. I completely forgot about that.

Draco: Too busy thinking about your boyfriend, Potter? 😏

Harry: Wh-what? No, I have no idea what you're talking about.

Harry: I'm straight.

Draco: Uh-huh. Sure.

Draco: Dear Potter, it's common knowledge that you are really gay for me.

Harry: What the hell?????

Harry: But whatever. Shut up. I'm in class.

Draco: So am I, but okay. Bye, Potter.

Harry rolled his eyes. The final bell rang a few minutes later, and he headed to the Great Hall for dinner.

"H-hey! Justin, come sit with us!" Harry waved the Hufflepuff over.

"How was your day, Harry?" Justin asked as he sat down next to Harry.

"It was fine, and yours?" Harry asked.

"My day was brilliant," Justin said with a grin, "I couldn't stop thinking about you."

Harry blushed, "Me either."

At some time during the evening, Harry's and Justin's hands had become entwined under the table. Malfoy noticed this because Harry ate with his left hand. Jealousy growled in Malfoy's chest, but he told himself that he'd find a way to be the one next to Harry, holding his hand.

Nice, double update. I'm on a roll, aren't I? I hope you guys are enjoying! :) -Gray