Apple of My Eye || Drarry

Chapter Six: Growing Tension

The match had ended quite quickly, so there were still a good number of classes left.

Draco and Pansy were sitting for lunch, looking over their schedules.

Transfiguration- with Potter 

Arithmancy- not with Potter, thank Salazar.

DADA- with Potter

Charms- with Potter

Frick. What was he going to do? He groaned and massaged his temples.

Pansy looked over at him, concerned. "What is it, Draco?"

"I have almost every class with Potter today! What the heck am I going to do!?"

She sniggered and said, "I did see you making eyes at each other the whole match." She winked. "What exactly did Potter say to make you stop racing for the snitch? It had to have been quite something, cost us the whole match!"

He flushed beet red and looked down at his plate.

She raised her eyebrow but didn't inquire further. They finished lunch, packed up their bags, and headed off towards transfiguration.

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Harry, Ron and Hermione headed down to the Great Hall in a swarm of people still high off the adrenaline of the match. And there was lots of whooping and many walking with their arm wrapped around another's shoulders.

Things finally started settling down when they got to the table and started piling food in their mouths.

Harry pulled out his schedule and groaned.

Transfiguration: with Malfoy

Herbology: not with Malfoy, thank Merlin.

DADA: with Malfoy

Charms: with Malfoy

Harry swore. Ron looked up from his plate.

"What is it, mate?"

Harry blushed and mumbled something incoherent.

Hermione looked up from her book and smiled knowingly. "Yes, I've checked. We have every class with Malfoy today don't we, except Herbology."

Harry pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Why don't you just ask him out?" Ron said, only slightly and jokingly making fun of him.

"I can't just ask him out! He obviously doesn't like me back! And it would make things even worse between us, more of a cause for bullying." Harry said miserably.

Hermione narrowed her eyes like she was about to object, but seemed to rethink that and looked back down at her book.

"Sorry, mate. I dunno what you're going to do about it though." Ron said, and went back to shoving food in his mouth.

Harry sighed, not very hungry anymore, and happened to glance up at the Slytherin table. He should really pick a seat facing away from it in the future.

He found Draco and was surprised to see his gray eyes already staring into his own. Draco's look of not-unpleasant-really-but-something-Harry-just-could-not-place to a rather forced looking sneer. Harry looked back down at his two bites left of a sandwich, his face burning.

Hermione snapped her eyes off her book and said, "We should get to class!"

"How do you always know! It's like you have a bloody internal clock or something!" Ron said with his mouth still half-full.