Not Your Average Slytherin

Chapter 7

  Harry and Draco were sitting together in the library. They were supposed to be studying but it was clear that they were not going to be doing that any time soon. In their own little world, studying didn't matter.
   "Draco, there is no way Snape wears a yellow thong!" Harry said, though he was laughing quite hard.
   "You never know! Maybe yellow is his favourite colour!" Draco argued, a grin on his face. They giggled to themselves and Harry leaned back.
"Malfoy, you are crazy."
"Crazy hot~" He shot back and Harry groaned.
"We can't go 5 minutes without you bringing up how insanely hot you are, can we?"
"See, even the Harry Potter thinks I'm insanely hot." He said smugly.
   Harry was grinning. "You are seriously ridiculous."
Draco unbuttoned his shirt a little, loosening his tie as well. "What about now, Potter?"
Harry simply rolled his eyes and went back to the books. These kinds of conversations always left him at a loss for words. And they kept him up at night. Were they simply joking around? Was this flirting? He never knew.
Draco eventually closed both of their books. "Harry, I need some serious advice." He said
Harry looked up again. He rested his head in his palm and just nodded. "What's up?"
"I fancy someone.," Draco said. That got Harry's attention. "And I don't know if he likes me."
Harry frowned a bit. Who the hell could Draco like? One of the Slytherins maybe. "Is he... into y'know.." he asked.
"Obviously. I wouldn't be confused about him if he didn't like men." Draco said, scoffing.
Harry couldn't believe this. There was no way he had a chance against a gay Slytherin. Not that.. he wanted a chance with Draco. He would never. Nope.
"What's he like?" Harry asked curiously.
Draco's mood shifted. "I hang out with him all the time, he's a bit of an oblivious prat.," he started. Who else did Draco hang out with? Could it be Blaise? "Everyone is always talking about him."
Do people talk about Blaise? He hadn't noticed. "What's his name?"
Draco frowned. "You really can't figure out who it is?" He said, almost hurt by that.
"Well, what's he look like?" Harry asked. It had to be Blaise.
"Well He has black hair.. these beautiful eyes you could just get lost in, almost like a forest." Draco said. Why'd he say forest like that? God, why did Draco have to be such a mystery all the time.
  But Blaise had black hair. It has to be him. He's the only other one that Draco spends time with. "What do you even see in Blaise?" Harry blurted.
   Draco glared. "Blaise? You think I like Blaise?," he said before standing and grabbing his things. "Potter, you are such an idiot!"
Draco stormed out before Harry could figure out what he'd done wrong. I guess it isn't Blaise. Was the only thought he had. But then, who could he possibly like?
Harry went through each and every boy in Slytherin. Which ones did Draco talk to? Fuck, he didn't know. But what bothered him more? It was the fact that he didn't know why he cared so much. Could it be that those dreams of kissing Draco could simply be more than dreams? Did he actually want Draco?
What if he did? He grabbed his books and headed back to the dormitories to study.
What could it mean for him? Would he have to tell Draco? Because telling people he liked them always ended in disaster. Cho rejected him. Why wouldn't Draco? After all, Draco didn't like him. He liked... someone. But who?