Slowly. . . {DRARRY FANFIC}

The fighting never ends

It was now the afternoon. Harry and Draco, after a long talk, were now greeted by the cold winters wind in the little town of Hogsmeade. The boys walked around, looking into all the little shops, simply beaming with happiness. They were in the middle of discussing where they would go if they weren't so abruptly stopped.

"Harry, what are you doing with Malfoy?" Mariana Jason glared daggers at the blonde linked at the hip with the famous brunette. Draco stayed in silence and stared at the girl blankly.

"Why can't I be?" Harry raised an eyebrow at them. The Gryffindor forces herself in between them, pushing Draco aside and pressing against Harry.

"C'mon, Harry. You don't want to be with him. He probably has you under some type of spell..." she mutters. Draco looked awfully uncomfortable and upset. "I came here to confess, I'm in love with you, Harry Potter." She leans up to place a kiss on him, but Harry steps back. The look of disappointment crossed her features and she recalls her stance. "Oh, I understand now," She muttered darkly, suddenly turning on her heel, pressing her wand to the base of Draco's neck. "You cursed him didn't you, you stupid Slytherin." She hissed, pressing it deeper into the tender skin.

"Hey, cut it out!" Harry grabbed her shoulder, pushing her away. It all happened so fast, but the next thing Draco knew he was pressed against Harry's chest in either comfort or protection. He smelled like cinnamon today; the lovely scent with the nearby pastries mixing pleasantly. "Don't you evertreat him that way!" Harry shouted at the girl over his shoulder.

"I knew it! He must have you under the imperius curse!" She cried, holding out her wand to Draco again, but the brunette shifted to cover her line of sight on him.

"That's enough." shouted an outside voice. McGonagall stepped between the rivalling students with a raised eyebrow. "I demand an explanation." She proceeds to look between the two. Mariana lowered her wand and now pointed an accusatory finger at the two boys.

"Headmistress, Malfoy has poor Harry under a spell! He's controlling him!" she yelled, directing it to the cowering boy under Harry's robes.

"You dare accuse my boyfriend of controlling me? When you came onto me without consent? What kind of sadistic bitch are you!" Harry shouted back.

"Alright! That is enough!" The Headmistress raised her voice over theirs. "Miss Jason, I can assure you that Mister Potter is not under any spell." She droned, making Harry form a devious smirk in victory, "Potter, don't use your foul language around me, please. It is very unfavourable." she notes, getting a nervous nod in response. "Miss Mariana. If you would please, follow me." The woman started to walk back to the castle, the flustered girl following behind closely, looking back a few times and eyeing the couple. The brunette paid no mind and instead was checking on the Slytherin.

"Draco? Are you okay? She didn't hex you, did she?" Harry cupped both sides of his lovers cheeks, turning his head back and forth looking for anything out of place. Draco grabbed both of the Gryffindor's wrists and gently removed them from his face.

"I'm fine," he spoke softly. Harry sighed in relief and kissed the blonde's forehead. Draco blushed and cleared his throat, nervously looking at all the attention they were getting by the surrounding people. Harry noticed this and chuckled, grabbing the frail hand and intertwining his fingers with Draco's, starting to walk towards the three broomsticks.

"Shall we? I believe I owe you a butterbeer." the brunette smiled brightly. Draco nodded shyly and gave Harry a small smile, squeezing his hand weakly as they walked calmly through the stares. They were soon in the brewery and met with warmth and the smell of butterscotch and table shiner. They found their seats at a table in the very back next to a window.