Bones

r u mine?

Platinum blonde hair that seemed to fall into place no matter what perfectly. Deep, grey eyes. Pale skin. An adorable nose and ears. Sharp and defined jawline. A somehow cute adam's apple. Harry studied Draco's features as the thin boy slowly ate his breakfast. "Potter? Potter!" Draco exclaimed, snapping his fingers in front of Harry's face.

"Hm? Oh, sorry," Harry chuckled nervously.

"Like what you see?" Draco smirked and lifted his eyebrow.

"Ha, yeah, sure," Harry laughed dismissively.

Draco blushed and quickly turned his attention back to the piece of bread he had been poking at. "C'mon, Draco. It's the last thing. I know you can do it," Harry encouraged softly. The other boy slowly began reaching his fork towards it, hands trembling. Harry enveloped Draco's hand in his own, nodding when Draco looked at him. The Slytherin sighed and pierced his fork through the bread, Harry squeezing Draco's other hand as he did so. He quickly shoved the bread into his mouth and begun his ritual of 32 chews.

Harry rubbed Draco's shoulders in support, giving Draco one of the greatest senses of relief he'd ever had. "You excited to go back to classes?" Harry asked.

"Definitely. He's a bit annoying, but I did miss Professor Slughorn," Draco admitted.

"Whoa, that was a rhetorical question, you nerd," Harry teased. Draco rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Alright, now go away back to your dorm and get your books, you git," Draco shoved Harry off the bed.

Harry smirked, "Already got them," He pointed to his books sitting on a bedside table.

"Fine, I'll just go get my books then," Draco huffed and began to walk off.

"Draco, wait! I'll come with you," Harry called out, running up to him.

"Fine, but try to keep your eyes off of me while we're out in public," Draco said coolly and went back to walking away. Leaving Harry shocked at Draco's flirty remark while the other internally screamed at himself for saying it.

The two arrived at the Slytherin common room, surprising all the Slytherins when Harry Potter walked in with Draco Malfoy. Draco quickly organised his books and parchment and quills into a satchel. He hoisted it onto his shoulder and turned to leave. "Hey, Draco, let me carry that for you," Harry offered, not wanting Draco to faint again.

"Uh, okay. Don't drop it, though, Potter," Draco accepted.

The boys walked to Potions just in time. "Alright. Today we will be revising how to make Amortentia. Please partner up," Professed Slughorn ordered cheerfully. Naturally, Hermione and Ron had already chosen each other, leaving Draco and Harry to select each other.

"Maybe you should just watch. I don't need a failing grade, thank you very much," Draco sneered.

"Fine, I'll do the writing then," Harry rolled his eyes.

"Make sure the handwriting is legible, please," Draco added, earning another eye-roll from Harry.

Once the potion was finished, the two had to smell it in order to write down the effects. "You go first, Harry," Draco said, taking a step back.

Harry leaned over the cauldron and sniffed, "I smell...treacle tart...a broomstick handle and..uh nothing else," Harry blushed, not willing to say that he smelt Draco's hair.

"Shit, you're usually supposed to smell at least three things. I must've done it wrong. What stupid thing did I do?" Draco cursed himself. Seeing the disappointment in Draco's eyes, he had to tell the truth.

"Oh! I uh smell something else!" Harry piped up, Draco whipped his head around in hope. "Um..your shampoo...I think," Harry admitted, quickly looking away. Draco nodded, not knowing what to say. Harry gestured to the cauldron, and Draco smelled the potion.

"I smell, um, tea...toast and, uh, your cologne.." Draco trailed off. Harry stared at him, wide-eyed.

"I, uh, I need to go," Draco said, quickly scribbling his name on the parchment Harry had written the report on and handing it to Professor Slughorn before sprinting out of the classroom.

As he ran towards the castle's exit, he heard the click-clacking of shoes running after him. Draco ran faster towards the forbidden forest, only stopping to climb a tree and disappearing from sight. Draco sat on a broad branch and cried as he gripped the sides of his hair.

Harry stopped under a tree when he heard a familiar cry. Looking around, he couldn't see the boy that he was looking for. Harry felt a drop of rain on his head, yet when he looked up, he realised it was Draco's tears. Harry quickly climbed the tree to where Draco was sobbing. "It's alright, Draco, it's alright," Harry whispered as he pulled Draco in.

Draco wept onto Harry's shoulder for a while before finally pulling away. "I'm sorry, I got your robes wet," Draco sniffled.

"I'm not bothered. We can stay here for the rest of the day if you want," Harry suggested. Draco nodded, leaning his head against Harry's shoulder once again.

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Eventually, they went back to the castle for lunch. "Hey, guys, where were you?" Ron asked while eating.

As Draco wrinkled his nose in disgust, Harry answered, "Free periods,". This wasn't a lie, Harry did have free periods, and none of the others had Transfiguration with Draco anyway.

The boys sat down, Harry piling food onto his plate, while Draco was a little more hesitant. Harry looked deep into Draco's grey eyes, conveying a look of encouragement. Draco sighed and gathered some food with calcium in then. Four pieces of cheese on the top left corner of his plate, four teaspoons of yogurt on the bottom left, four almonds on the top right and four soybeans on the bottom right. Hermione and Ron looked at Draco's weirdly organised plate in curiosity, while Harry slowly rubbed in circles on the back of Draco's shoulder.

Slowly, Draco began eating, 32 chews a bite. Hermione and Ron quickly turned their attention towards each other, but Harry stayed focused on Draco. He focused on Draco for a long time.

To their dismay, they had no classes together for the second half of the day, and Draco was pulled aside for the assignments he had missed a lot during dinner. They barely had enough time to hug goodbye awkwardly!

Draco was dreaming about his lavish lab partner, not knowing that approximately one minute later, he would be woken up by knocking on the Slytherin Common Room entrance. Sleepily, Draco got out of bed and walked down to the door. When he opened it, a shaking, paranoid Harry Potter was standing there. "Harry? What's wrong?" Draco asked hurriedly, closing the door behind him.

"The w-war, s-so many people d-died for m-me!" Harry spluttered. Draco quickly whisked Harry to a secluded part of the dungeon and sat him down.

Harry buried his head into Draco's chest as he cried, Draco patting his head and whispering, "Shh, it's alright. Nobody blames you. Nobody's angry at you,".

After a while, Harry's shaking and crying had died down, and the two were just cuddling. Harry slowly got up, extending his hand down to Draco, who accepted.

"Well, today's been an emotional rollercoaster, huh?" Harry chuckled weakly.

"Heh, yeah," Draco agreed, although not entirely sure on what a rollercoaster was.

"I guess I'll...see you tomorrow then?" Harry asked. Draco nodded, and the two walked away.

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yo how long should i extend their non-relationship lmao