Draco's POV
When Neville left the room, I turned to Blaise. He was looking at me expectintly.
"I kissed Harry." I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
"What?" Blaise asked, leaning closer so he could hear me.
"I kissed Harry." I said, louder than the last time.
Blaise stared at me. "What?" he asked, but I knew he knew what I said.
"I-I don't know why, I don't even know who moved first, but one minute we were talking and the next we were kissing. I don't know what to do, or what this means, or why I want to kiss him again or-"
"Draco Lucius Malfoy. Shut up for just a moment and calm down." Blaise said sternly. I took a deep breath. "Now, how was it?"
"Blaise!" I complained. "Wait-Lucius-Blaise, my dad! He'll kill me!"
Most people didn't know that Lucius Malfoy was a very skilled wizard. He may have lost his wand and fallen from grace because of the war, but he still had many people who saw him in a good light, he could still cast a spell, and-most importantly-there was no way he would ever, under any circumstances, allow his son to kiss Harry James Potter.
"How would your dad know? And he's in Azkaban, Draco." Blaise said, rolling his eyes.
"I doubt he'll be there much longer if this gets out." I whimpered.
"Draco, you need to calm down. This won't get to Azkaban, even if it does get out." Blaise said, rolling his eyes. "They don't give prisoners Daily Prophets."
"I-" Blaise was right. I was being an idiot. But if my dad ever did get out, then Harry would be in danger. And there was no way I would ever let that happen.
"Now, are you going to answer my question?" Blaise asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
"It was good. He-I'm not talking about this with you!" I said, turning bright red while Blaise cackled with laughter.
"Anyway, shall I go get Neville?"
"Sure." I said. Blaise stood up. "Oh, and Blaise?"
"Yes?"
"Don't tell Neville any of this please." I never used the word please unless I could help it, but drastic times called for drastic measures.
"Wouldn't dream of it." Blaise said, leaving the Hospital Wing.
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Harry's POV
Neville has asked all the eighth year's to come to the Room of Requirement to play truth or dare. Apparently it had fixed itself after that fire-how, and why Neville knew that was a mystery, but I suspected it had something to do with him and Blaise and about a week ago when Ron has said, "Get a room," and Blaise had pulled Neville out of the common room, shouting back, "we will!"
Ron has turned beet red and Seamus and Dean has roared with laughter, their fingers laced together. Hermione has just rolled her eyes and Joshua-well, I had no idea what Joshua did because I had been looking at Draco.
Purely because of the curiosity I felt as to who had attacked him, of course.
The strange thing was, I no longer hated Draco Lucius Malfoy. Actually, I was quite worried about him and happy that we were no longer fighting. But the kiss the night before had been an accident and couldn't-wouldn't-happen again.
Why was there a part of me that rejected that thought?
Anyway, we were in the Room of Requirement, deciding who went first by spinning an empty bottle of Butterbeer. It landed on Seamus.
"Alright, Seamus, you choose someone and then from this point on whoever was given a dare or truth goes next." Blaise said, smiling.
"What if someone doesn't do the truth or doesn't do the dare?" Asked Padma Patil, Parvati's Ravenclaw twin sister.
"Well, then the person who asked the dare or truth goes again." Neville piped up. Padma nodded and rested her cheek against her sister's shoulder. They had been spending a lot more time together after Lavender had died, and while the circumstances were bad, it was nice to see the how close the two were now.
"Alright then." Seamus said, grinning. "Ron, truth or dare?"
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