somewhere only we know

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Draco drew apart, stepped out from under the cloak and walked back into the hall, leaving Harry to stand with his eyes open wide.

Draco sat back down with Hermione and Ron with a smirk on his face. "Malfoy, what have you done?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"Look at him walking over here and guess," Draco replied, biting his lip and nodding his head off towards the Great Hall entrance. Ron and Hermione turned to look and saw Harry walking towards them clumsily with a large blush and a dizzy smile on his face.

Ron's ears went red as he hastily looked back down at his plate, while Hermione was wearing an all-knowing smirk on her face.

"Hey, uh, hey guys," Harry greeted them sloppily.

"Oh, hello Harry, you two have a good talk?" Hermione sneered.

"Um, yeah," Harry said, gulping after the statement. Ron kept on eating, avoiding everyone's eyes.

After breakfast, Harry had finally regained some sense and was able to ask Draco out again.

"Hey Draco, wanna go out today?" Harry asked.

"Sure, where?" Draco replied after sipping his water and setting his glass down.

"Well...I was thinking Hogsmeade?" Harry shifted awkwardly in his seat.

"Harry, you know we can't do that," Draco whispered.

"Draco, your father already knows we're friends. Your mother has sent me a letter telling me not to break your heart because you told her already. We don't have to take other people's shit," Harry said quietly.

"I just...I just can't, okay?" Draco said, his voice trembling. Harry opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Hermione piped up.

"Just let me cast muffliato first, okay? And Harry, he just snogged you, so be nice," Hermione waved her wand and looked at the boys expectantly.

"Why not Draco?" Harry said in a softer voice.

"I'm just not ready, okay? Some Slytherins can be very judgemental. It's like that in every house, but I just don't need to deal with that right now. My father just fucking told me not to come home for Christmas for Merlin's sake!" Draco said, tears gathering in his eyes.

"Draco, I'm sorry. We can wait until you're ready, that's fine. You can tell me anything, though. You know that, right?" Harry said gently. Draco sighed and nodded.

"Guys, come on. I'm trying to eat here, not be an emotional wreck," Ron said with his mouth stuffed with food. There was a brief moment of silence before they all burst out laughing.

Draco and Harry were walking around the castle after breakfast had finished.

"Hey, Harry, I thought maybe we could go to Hogsmeade? But keep the affection down?" Draco said, looking down at the ground.

"Really, Draco? I'd love to! And you know we could always get a private booth at Madam Pudifoots. They have invisibility charms!" Harry exclaimed.

"They do?" Draco said surprisedly.

"Haven't you ever been to Madam Pudifoots with someone?" Harry asked curiously.

"I've never dated anyone.." Draco admitted, embarrassed. Harry nodded carelessly, to Draco's surprise.

"Um, so..could you come with me for a sec? Tell me what to wear and such," Harry asked shyly.

"Well, I'm already dressed, so I suppose I could offer some guidance," Draco replied, adjusting the collar of his shirt. Harry rolled his eyes at Draco's overly-sophisticated wording and grabbed his hand, pulling him up to the Gryffindor dormitory. The two walked into the boys' bedroom that conveniently had nobody else occupying it at the time. Harry lead Draco over to his wardrobe and let Draco work his magic.

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