Chapter 4: The golden rope

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Day 1

Draco's POV.

Being stuck with Harry would be harder than Draco originally thought.

Yesterday, Potter had used a spell to see how their connection worked. It looks like a golden rope that can stretch like elastic. When it stretches, the pain starts. Harry seems to think it may change size.

I hope by the time it happens again, Potter and I will be separated.

Draco stretches out over his bed. In the bed next to him, Harry is still asleep.

"Revelio." He murmurs. A golden rope lounges across the floor. There is plenty of room for Draco to walk to the showers.

Today was already looking up.

***

Draco and Harry sat in Potions, stirring the potion. Draco watches as Harry's hair flops into his face while he grabs one of the vials.

"Are you sure that's the right ingredient, Potter?" He asks. Harry gives a defiant nod. He pours in the vial, and there is a slight hissing noise.

"On second thought, maybe it was the other vial." He says sheepishly.

The potion explodes, covering Harry and Draco in a peacock blue mess.

Slughorn sighs dramatically.

"This is why we check the ingredients before we add them." He says over the laughing class.

***

Draco's hair is damp, and Harry is searching for a clean shirt. Draco tries not to blush as he sees Harry, but in the end just turns away.

"Hey, Malfoy. Sorry 'bout that." Harry says, his apologetic tone clear.

Draco was just about to start a lecture on thinking before you act when one of his seizures starts.

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