A/N I want to dedicate this chapter to @luna_night_drarry who's excitement over this story was very flattering.
Harry and Draco were currently sitting in their shared room, each on their own bed. Draco had suggested reading since they were to be stuck together for two hours. Harry didn't particularly like reading but agreed since Draco did. And now Harry was bored, like he knew he would be, and was currently trying to get Draco's attention from across the room. He'd caught himself doing this more and more in the last few days, during their time together Harry had been wanting to actually get to know him more. So now here he was, a week into their punishment, sitting across the room watching Draco read.
"What's the highest thing on your bucket list?" Harry finally asked after an hour of silence.
Draco looked up from his book to stare blankly across the room at Harry. "What the hell is a bucket list?"
"Uh, it's like a list of things you want to do before you die."
Draco shot him an annoyed look, "And why would I tell you? Now if you don't mind, I quite liked the silence."
"Well excuse me for trying to make conversation."
Silence.
"How can you still not be bored with the book? You've been reading it for over an hour!" Harry groaned and flopped back onto the bed.
"How can you still not be bored with staring at me? You've been doing that for over an hour too," Draco shot back.
Harry felt his face heat up as he realized that Draco had in fact noticed that he'd been staring at him.
"I'm bored!" Harry shouted back hoping to cover up his embarrassment.
"Great for you, but I am not, so figure it out while I read," Draco said back as he turned back to his book. Harry groaned, rolling over and spotting his pillow, getting an idea. Before he could second guess himself, Harry picked up the pillow launching the pillow at Draco's head.
The pillow hit him square in the face.
"Hey!" Draco yelled setting down his book to glare at Harry. Harry smirked over at him until he noticed how Draco's hair was sticking up and then he burst out laughing. Draco launched the pillow back, hitting harry straight in the head sending him falling off the bed.
"Oh you asked for it!" Harry yelled, standing up and grabbing another pillow off his bed.
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Hermione was down reading in the common room when she heard a loud thud followed by a bunch of yelling which could only mean one thing: Harry and Malfoy where at it again.
What could it be now, she thought with a sigh as she headed up the stairs to their room. She hoped that whatever was going on up there, she didn't need a teacher to deal with it - for all of their sakes.
When she reached the top of the stairs she turned the doorknob to their shared dorm room to find both boys tumbling over each other and a mess of blankets that seemed to be Harry's bedsheets. The sight of Harry and Draco smiling and messing around brought a smile to her face and she burst out laughing at how odd the sight was.
Both boys stopped yelling and trying to untangle themselves from each other when they heard laughing. Turning to stare at Hermione who had dissolved in a fit of laughter by the door, they suddenly realized just how close they were to each other and quickly disentangled themselves and rushed to get as far away from each other as possible as their faces rapidly colored.
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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'...