Learning to Trust ~ Drarry

22: Don't Tell

Harry and Draco walked into the dining hall: Harry giggling at something Draco said. Ron had noticed how sad Harry was over break, but only after an hour of seeing Draco he was happy, and laughing. Harry seemed to whisper something back making Draco throw his head back in laughter. They looked up at each other and laughed again. Harry bit his lip and sat down with Draco at the table.

"Hey!" Ron said with a smile. "What took you guys so long?"

Harry blushed and looked up at Draco. They had stayed in their room for five more minutes kissing in their room. Draco wanted a goodbye kiss, but they couldn't stop. "Uh..." Harry said trying to think of an excuse. "I knocked over my trunk and everything spilled out." He stammered.

"Really, Harry?" Ron asked sarcastically.

Draco blushed and nodded to Harry. "Fine. This guy couldn't stand having only one kiss before we left." Harry pointed his thumb at Draco.

Hermione looked up with anger behind her stare. Harry made eye contact with her and felt fear strike him. Draco caught this interaction and slyly put a hand on Harry's knee. After a few seconds he leaned towards Harry's ear. "Are you okay?"

Harry nodded and pressed his thigh against Draco's. "Yeah, thank you."

They ate their dinner and talked, mostly to Ron, because Hermione kept giving Harry death glares. Harry tried to shake the burning feeling of her stare but it ended up getting to him after a while.

"I'm going to the bathroom." He announced, getting up from the table. Two seconds later Hermione stands and follows him.

"Hermione!" Draco called out. She turned abruptly and raised an eyebrow. "Where are you going?"

"I have to study..." She said.

It was really unlike her. Or that's what Ron thought as he watched his friend walk away. She seemed... weird that day and Ron couldn't figure out why. Of course Hermione hadn't told him what had happened between her and Harry, so he had no clue what was going on. He was just lost in a sea of confusion. Especially now that Harry was acting weird with her too. He could tell that Draco knew, but why wouldn't he? He was Harry's boyfriend. But it was worth a shot.

He turned to Draco. "Hey Draco?" He asked.

Draco turned to Ron and gave a small smile. Ron could tell that that smile was covering something more. "Yeah." Draco said.

"Is something going on with Harry?"

Draco immediately dropped the smile and his face dropped with it. "I'm sorry... I-I can't tell you. For our safety... I wish I could. I hope you know that."

Ron frowned and nodded in understanding. He never thought he would ever to talk to Draco Malfoy like this. He frowned and looked at the door where Hermione had disappeared.

Hermione was following Harry. It wasn't hard to tell. She cornered him in an empty classroom and frowned at him. "How dare you!" She yelled at him. "You told him didn't you! You broke my one rule!" Harry froze. How did she know?

"N-no! No I didn't! I wouldn't risk our future like that!" He sputtered out.

"Oh how cute of you." She mocked. "Our future? Are you planning to spend forever together?"

Harry remembered the words that Draco told him. 'Remember that I love you. No matter what she says.' He suddenly gathered his courage. "Yes! We are. I love him more than myself. More than the world. I would give anything to marry him right now."

Hermione stared at him for a moment and then fake gagged. "Ew! That's so gross. You don't deserve to get married. And you won't be able to if you tell him what I said. You better not have told him."

"I didn't."

"Then what did he whisper to you at the table!"

"He asked if I was okay, because you were giving me a rude look after I talked about us kissing."

"That was not directed at him. And besides it was discreet."

"Yeah, but he would know what that is, seeing that he had given rude looks to me for years."

"Fine. If you tell him I tell everyone. Maybe even get you on the front page of the prophet again."

Hermione left the classroom and headed for the library. Harry tried to regain his thoughts. He had so much to worry about now. Every move he made was being watched by Hermione. He shook his head and headed back to the Great Hall.