amortenia | drarry

08

          in his room, much to his pleasure, harry found the map exactly where he left it. now he needed to find draco.

          he scanned the paper closely and sure enough, there was the name he longed to find. draco lucius malfoy was in the library, which meant harry was going to be there soon as well.

          harry realised something when he walked inside of the library. he was there, alone with malfoy. as everyone was at lunch, it meant not even madam ponce was here. for some unidentified reason that made harry's heart fasten it's pace.

          when he found the blonde slytherin, the boy was asleep, his head on the book and candles still lit. why did draco need candles when the daylight existed? probably due to the windows having curtains pulled down.

          it was logical though. draco was well known to have grown a certain kind of animosity towards the sun, suggesting that as his skin was as pale as the ghost of nearly headless nick - meaning extremely pale.

          harry was questioning his conscience. it told him to sit down next to draco, accio a book and simply sit next to him until he wakes up. if only he could do that. he needed to head to his afternoon classes soon and draco most definitely did as well.

          as much as harry adored the way draco looked at peace, he needed to wake him up somehow. he wanted to do something special but actually thinking about it, found no reason to. i mean, it was just malfoy.

          ,,malfoy." harry said softer than he intended to as he shook the sleeping boy's shoulder. malfoy wasn't a heavy sleeper, someone touching him could wake him up in an instance, but when they spoke and shook him it was unpleasant. such effort to wake him up, he wondered who was so determined to speak to him.

          ,,merlin, potter i'll never get rid of you, will i?" malfoy mumbled when his eyes adjusted and he saw the raven haired male in front of him.

          harry chuckled slightly. ,,you wish." then he stood up, which alerted malfoy and he looked up at the boy properly.

          ,,where are you off to, potter?" draco questioned, not himself sure why.

          ,,my afternoon classes, of course."

          ,,merlin's beard why didn't you say that earlier?"

          malfoy only now seemed to realize that he slept through most of the morning classes. if snape sees him today, he's as good as a dead man.

          ,,see you in dada, malfoy." harry smiled a little too sweetly at the bloke in front of him. the bloke however didn't say anything back, he just left the library and went in a complete opposite way than harry.