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Drarry - Ignite the Storm.

Harry swung open the creeky door with his foot as he carried all the bags by himself - getting that twit to do anything helpful was impossible. He gave up trying to get him to even carry his own things a few hours ago. With a sour look on his face, Harry rushed in with the luggage and dropped it by the first sofa he seen, when they where out his arms he felt like he could breath freely again. His arms and back burned from the straign he had to endure. Only two of these things where his the abundance of leather cases and felt lined bags belonged to no other than the bloody Queen himself - Draco Lucious Malfoy.

Harry regulated his breathing and began to rub the back of his tired neck, he was definitely going to sleep tonight. Draco lessurly strolled into the small house and instantly turned up his nose and the pompous unsatisfied squint on his face only deepened when his eyes landed on harry - who stared at him in borderline seething anger. They stood like that for a few minutes staring each other down, until a few deops of rain started to patter down - Draco slammed the door shut and with a shap in take of breath he simply stated -

"I blame all of this on you."

Harry jolted, looking at him as if he just cracked a joke "Are you seriously joking Malfoy? my FAULT!?"

Draco sneered, loosening his cloak draping it over a coat hook. "Well it certainaly isn't my fault that we are forced to stay the night in this decrepit, dull, shack I mean honest-" draco stopped mid pronouncement as his eyes sharply landed on his luggage strewn across the floor like ragged rubble - his eyes flicked to harry, who rolled his eyes with a sigh - he knew where thiss was going...

"Why is my expensive luxury items thrown around like this?"

The tone he used ran through harry. How dare he treat him like a slave no - this will not stand. He took a few steps fowrd till he basically stood toe to toe with the ferret face - though he was taller, Harry stared him straight in the eye mouth twitching into nearly a snarl as he spoke.

" I am NOT your slave or house elf Malfoy. I carried your crap for hours all by myself because I knew that arguing with you would get me no where and I would of rather got here before night so I didn't have to sleep on the street."

"oh please we wouldn't of slept on the steet I do have some exstra money with me we would of stayed in a hotel - would of been much better than this place anyway, I mean come on Potter there is already a leak in the roof and those couches don't look like they have been dusted in weeks."

"A hotel? oh so humble of you - and you have no right to complain! Its your fault we are in this mess you got us kicked off the train because you couldn't keep your fat mouth shut!"

"I do beg your pardon potter but my lips plump - not fat - you rat hair dunce."

Harry grabbed him by the shirt bringing him down to his face, practically seething into it.

"Only cause you heald your wounds, ill gladly smack you around again - you self centred princess"

"You call that an insult? I practically am royalty" He smirked inviting Harry to deliver on his threat.

Harry shoved him away, he scrubed his hands over his face with a heavy sigh. If only he didn't fight with Draco Malfoy on the bloody Hogwarts train. If only it handnt broken out into magic spoells, if only Malfoy was a decent human being and stopped intentinally bullying his friends - its as if he wanted a fight! And if he wasn't as tired as he was Harry might confront Malfoy about how he seen him smiling now and again during their fights and if harry wasn't as tired as he was he might possibly agree that he enjoyed the fights himself, but that was just exhaustion talking.

"Well get started on dinner then Potter I'm famished."

Harrys mouth dropped opoen in confusion, what the bloody hell is wrong with this guy? he just shook his head, grabed his luggage and began to walk away towards the hall. Draco was surprised he didn't get a retort.