"I can't believe you got us into this," Draco said, continuing his earlier rant by finally directly speaking to Harry. For the past ten minutes Draco had been making snarky comments and complaints about the situation, as they walked to where McGonagall said their dormitories were. Harry had to say, he preferred when Malfoy was just ranting and he could just stay there silently.
"I got us into this?! I wasn't the one who slammed into the other, and then started a fight over it," Harry replied, shooting Draco a glare. They both stepped through the portrait hole and before they could continue their argument, they were met with Ron looking slightly anxious.
"Harry," Ron said rushing up to him, Hermione following behind, "we tried to help we really did. But no one would-"
"No one would what?" Harry said cutting him off.
"No one was willing to room with you-" Hermione tried to explain, but was cut off by Ron.
"So you stuck with," Ron seemed to take that moment to realize who Harry was standing with, "him."
Everyone was silent for a moment as they all seemed to take in exactly what that meant, waiting for someone to break the silence.
"Oh no, absolutely not, no way in hell," Draco said, breaking the silence and plastering a look on his face somewhere between distraught and disgusted, because while he didn't really find the thought of him rooming with Harry all that horrible, he knew that Pansy would never let it go.
"Nobody?" Harry finally asked looking at Ron. He found it slightly hard to believe that absolutely no one wanted to room with him and would rather room with Slytherins.
"Well since we had to room with someone from a different house, that meant that there were only two Huffelpuffs and slytherins to choose from.
"Well I'm not rooming with him, I'll just room with Blaise, not like McGonagall will know," Draco said, turning as if to go find Blaise.
"You can't. As soon as two people, from the same house, put their trunk down in a room, one of them goes flying at them. You won't even be able to put your stuff down," Hermione replied, turning to look at Malfoy.
"Yeah, Seamus learned that the hard way earlier. Tried to put his stuff down in a room with Dean and it flew at him, barely missed his head. He's rooming with Ernie Macmillan now and Dean got stuck with Zacharias Smith," Ron made a face, "Dean really got bad luck."
"They'll both be fine," Draco replied, "but I sure won't. I cannot believe I'm stuck with you!"
"Where is our room," Harry said with a resigned sigh as Draco made a weird sound.
"Don't say our room like that, it sounds soo wrong," Draco said continuing to complain.
"It's the room with the door open in the Boys hall," Ron said, choosing to ignore Draco.
"Thanks, I'll head off to bed then, see you in the morning," Harry said turning to head over to grab his trunk and make his way to his room.
"Wait, are you not going to tell us why you're back so late?"
"I'll explain in the morning, alright?"
"Yeah, okay. Good luck with Malfoy,"
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Harry woke up to Ron hovering over him.
"Woah!" Harry said as he jumped, practically falling out of his bed. "You can't wake someone up like that! How did you even get in here?"
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Draw The Line
FanfictionWhen enemies turn to friends and there's still something more, where do you draw the line? Harry and Draco are both back for their eighth year at Hogwarts and have started the year off with their usual bickering, but when pressure hits and they can'...