Draw The Line

Awkwardness ensues: Chapter 13

Morning came too fast and with it brought headaches to all who attended the party the night before. Pansy gave her special concoction that got rid of hangovers to Draco, Blaise, and Hermione. Dean and Seamus seemed to have something that got rid of hangovers too as neither seemed to be affected by the copious amounts of alcohol they drank the night before.

Harry woke up with a groan and a splitting headache. The sunlight coming in through the windows seemed very bright to his eyes and he fell back into his pillow with another groan. Suddenly he felt another presence and he turned his head and squinted up at the boy who was now standing beside his bed holding out a small vial.

"For the hangover," Draco said, handing it gently to Harry. Harry sat up and gratefully took the vial and downed it in one gulp, the headache ended almost immediately. "Got Pansy to give me two."

"Thanks," Harry gave Draco a shy smile that made Draco's stomach flip and his mouth go dry. Draco managed a nod and took the vial back, crossing the room back to his bedside table and placing the vial on it. The air was thick with awkward tension and Draco took his time putting the vial away as Harry stared at his back.

Draco finally cleared his throat, "We can both eat lunch and then we can fulfil our punishment for the day, after."

"Alright."

"Be back by two," Draco said, and with that he swept out of the room carefully, avoiding Harry's eyes.

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Harry slowly made it down to the great hall after showering. A few eighth years were nursing hangovers around the great hall and McGonagall looked mildly angry at the staff table.

"There you are!" Hermione jumped up from the table, Ron groaned at her voice as it sent another round of pain rocking through his skull.

"Sorry," Harry responded, sitting down next to Luna, who was sitting next to Ginny again, ensuring himself a good view of Draco. That is, if he didn't have his back to Harry. Draco was resountly sitting with his back to Harry, trying to ignore him, this bothered Harry more than he cared to admit.

"It's alright, we figured you'd want to sleep with all the alcohol. We figured you'd be hungover though..." Hermione took him in.

"Thought you'd be more hungover too," Harry smiled.

"Pansy gave me some hangover potion."

"And didn't think to give you some for me too," Ron groaned into his arms.

"Maybe she would've given you some if you weren't so mean to her."

"Maybe I'd be nicer to her if she had given me a hangover potion," Ron responded and Hermione rolled her eyes.

Deciding to not respond to Ron she turned back to Harry. "So who gave you a hangover potion?"

"Malfoy," Harry responded, poking his food, slightly angry at Draco for ignoring him.

"Oh he's nice like that," Luna responded, "he helped me when I was at his manor last year."

They all turned to look at Luna, they'd never known that. She never really talked about the war or being at the Manor, hell no one really talked about the war.

"He did?" Harry finally asked.

"Oh yes, he brought me food when he could. He didn't do much else, but I know that he couldn't afford to do much else in his position," Luna said, smiling down at her food. Ginny took her hand under the table and gave it a squeeze. There was something final about what she said and everyone let the subject drop.