Because I Deserve It - Drarry

Chapter 12

Draco couldn't believe his luck. Somehow they had become friends even after their fight. It was a dream come true. Literally, because Draco had wanted to be Harry's friend since the first time he had heard his name. Little Draco had wanted to meet the child capable of defeating the Dark Lord, even though his father insisted Harry Potter was nothing special. He was elated by the knowledge that they would spend their time at Hogwarts together. And then he had been so nervous to meet the boy that he had unwittingly insulted Harry's only friend and ruined his chance. Draco had sulked for weeks after, much to Pansy's annoyance.

And now he was getting a second chance to be friends with the Boy Who Lived and he would not mess it up. He smiled at the green eyed boy sitting next to him and received a smile in return. This was what he had been craving since he was a toddler. This was the reason Draco had tormented their savior for years, because he needed to see those green eyes flashing with something, even if it had to be anger. Smiles were much better though, he decided.

After they demolished the meal together, Madam Pomfrey came out of her office. She checked them with spells, then dismissed the both of them to their common room. Class had ended only moments ago, if the loud footsteps and chatter of students was anything to go by.

They walked all the way down to the common room together, chatting and laughing about whatever popped up in their conversation. When they reached the common room, Harry was accosted by some very bushy, brown hair.

"Harry," Hermione shrieked. "Where were you? You didn't come to class or lunch! We were so worried!" Draco left Harry to be berated by Granger and soon found himself in an identical confrontation with Pansy.

After Pansy had ranted for a while about going off on his own, he finally cut her off. "Harry and I had a fight. I stunned him and took him to the Hospital Wing. We fell asleep for a while and talked and now we're friends." He made to walk past her to his dorm but she blocked him.

"You fought? And now you're friends?" She looked skeptical. Draco sighed.

"Yes, Pans. Harry touched the Werewolf hairs and was near me when they took effect so he attacked me. I stunned him and brought him to the Hospital Wing. Pomfrey healed both of us but said to wait for Harry to wake up and told me to rest. When I woke up, lunch was over so we ate there and Pomfrey let us go just a few minutes ago." Draco relayed the story to her and made to go past her again. She stepped back in front of him.

"And you're friends now? You call him Harry?" Draco rolled his eyes. Pansy was being particularly slow today. "Yes, Pans. We're friends." Pansy gave him a sly look. "Not more than friends? Not boyfriends? I'm disappointed, Draco. I thought you would have found a way to slither in Potter's pants by now."

Draco choked, both at the vulgar implication and intentional pun. He glared at the smug girl. "No, Pansy, we're just friends. Harry doesn't swing that way, you know that." Pansy gave him an appraising look. "I'm not so sure about that anymore," she murmured, causing Draco to stop dead.

"What do you mean, Pans?" He demanded. She smirked. "Potter and the female Weasley aren't together. I was talking with Loony Lovegood yesterday, and apparently she and the female Weasley are dating." Draco stared at Pansy.

"So he doesn't have a girlfriend?" He asked to make sure. Pansy nodded. Hope glimmered across his face before Draco's shoulders slumped. "That doesn't mean anything, Pansy. Maybe he just found that gingers weren't his type after all." Pansy shrugged.

"Maybe, Draco. But you won't know until you ask." Draco looked horrified at that suggestion. Pansy snickered at him. "Since I'm such a wonderful friend, I might consider going and figuring it out for you. For a price, of course. There was a beautiful emerald bracelet in Witch Weekly, I think it would look quite nice on my wrist. And you know how much I love green, darling." Draco nodded emphatically. "Consider it your Christmas present," he promised her, and she gave him a Slytherin grin. "Just leave it to me, sweetie."