A Lion and a Snake

Chapter 6

Draco's POV

I have to admit, I was so happy Harry had asked. I didn't like pretending to hate him. I didn't like the looks people gave me because I 'hated' him.

We walked back to the common together, Harry carrying a cloak under his arm. I guess he had brought it with him but hadn't seen the use in wearing it.

"Goodnight Mal-Draco." Harry said. My heart fluttered when he said my name.

"Goodnight, Harry." But not as much as when I said his. Harry smiled slightly and walked upstairs. But I couldn't sleep quite yet. I wanted to send a letter to my mother.

I summoned some parchment, a quill, and ink to me and sat down, and began to write.

Mother,

How are you? I hope you're well, and that being at home isn't too bad.

Hogwarts is fine, just so you know. Everyone repeating seventh year has classes together and are being called eighth years, and we share a dorm. I'll be sure to send letters anytime something happens. Please tell me how life at the Manor is treating you.

Draco

Yes, that looked alright. I didn't want to add in the fact that Harry and I were trying to be friends. Not that I didn't trust my mother, I just didn't want anyone reading it and thinking something was up. There was no way they would just let owls come and go to the Manor.

I yawned, and seemed to remember that I had classes tomorrow. And so, I quickly folded up my letter and brought it upstairs. I set it on my bedside table-I would give it to an owl tomorrow-and went to sleep.

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Harry's POV

I stood in the Great Hall, eating and talking to Hermione and Ron.

"So, how does it feel?" Hermione asked after we stopped laughing at Ron's joke.

"How does what feel?" I asked, confused.

"How does it feel, knowing that this room was filled with people who died because of you?" Hermione clarified. I stared at her.

"Yeah Harry." That was Fred's voice. I whipped around and saw him, his head cocked slightly to the side, his eyes still, unfeeling-dead. "How does it feel." It didn't sound like a question.

"How does it feel." That was Colin Creevey.

"How does it feel." That was Tonks.

"Feel." All the voices of those people, mashed together, rang in my ears.

It's just a nightmare! I thought desperately. But it wasn't a nightmare. It was my fault, all my fault.

"Your fault." Fred echoed.

I sat bolt upright in my bed. I felt dizzy, and slightly nauseous.

"Oh, good you're up." Ron said. "I was just about to wake you. Hermione wanted us up. She yelled at me when I told her you weren't up yet, and told me to wake you."

"Oh." I rubbed my eyes and grabbed my glasses. "Okay, I'll be down in a moment." Ron nodded and left the room, purposely not looking at Mal-Draco. I could call him Draco now, seeing as we were trying to be friends.

Draco's not a bad name. I thought as I changed into my robes. Actually, it's very cool.

Hermione pulled me toward the door the second I got down stairs.

"Honestly, how long does it take you to get ready?" she demanded.

"Not that long!" I said defensively. "I can't have taken more than five minutes!"

"Mate, you took about ten minutes." Ron said, clapping his hand over my shoulder.

"Fifteen, really." Hermione sighed. I rolled my eyes.

"Anyway, what's the rush? Breakfast doesn't end for another, what? Thirty minutes?"

"Twenty, actually. Ronald was right, you took ten minutes." Hermione corrected.

"See?" Ron said smugly. "I'm right sometimes."

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Draco's POV

I woke up with twenty minutes left of breakfast. Blaise was still sleeping. Weasel had already left and so had Harry. Why'd he just leave? What sort of friend leaves you when there's only twenty minutes of breakfast?

"Blaise." I said, shaking Blaise's shoulder. "Breakfast."

"M' Kay." Blaise mumbled, turning so he wasn't facing me. "I'll get up." He pushed himself up and sat there for a moment before going to his trunk and pulling out his robes.

I quickly changed into my to es and grabbed my letter, shoving it in my pocket. I'd deliver it after breakfast hopefully.

"Let's go." I said, making my way out the door. Blaise followed me, shoulders straight and chin up. I copied his confident stature.

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Ok, soooo-
This was the worst chapter yet. 😅 But that's okay, because the next chapter should be really good. I hope.

Anyway, see you later, fellow Drarry shippers!