I Understand

Books and Wands

The world slowly came back to Harry. As his eyes fluttered open, he looked around him. Green and silver adorned the walls and bed spreads. For a second he wondered why everything was green, then he remembered, he was in Draco's room. He must have fallen asleep in the relaxing silence Draco brought with him. It felt good to get some restful sleep, though it didn't feel like he had been asleep for long. He rubbed his eyes and closed them again, listening to the room.

It was silent, and he began to wonder if Draco had left. Then he heard the turn of a page, Draco was still there. Harry didn't really know why he was so happy that Draco hadn't left, but he was and that was all that mattered. He sat up and stretched, stifling a yawn. He looked over at where he assumed Draco was, considering that that was where Draco had been sitting, to meet the blondes silver eyes.

"Afternoon." Draco said courtly.

"What time is it?" Harry replied. Did Draco always talk so formally?

"Half past one. Most classes have let out, you're lucky none of the Slytherins have returned. Would have been hard to explain why my nemesis was sleeping on by bed."

"I'm sure you could have come up with something." Harry shrugged and swung his legs over the side of the bed and reposition his glasses on his face.  He looked up at Draco again, as the boy sat his book on a near by desk. "Thank you." Harry told him softly, as is not wanting him to hear.

Draco looked at him curiously, and blinked once, "for what?"

"Nothing. It's stupid anyway." Harry answered quickly. For some reason, he didn't really want Draco to know about how much he appreciated Draco for staying with him. Before the blonde could press, Harry changed the subject. "I'm hungry," surprisingly, "is there any food?"

"Y-yes. It should still be warm." Draco was confused on the change of subject, but much to Harry's delight, he didn't press. "It's on the bed side table on the other side. I didn't want to wake you when it came."

Harry looked over and saw a small lunch on a gold platter. It was a sandwich and some muggle chips it looked like. The elf had probably known Harry would like something more simple. "Great." He pulled the plate towards himself and picked up a few chips. "Whatcha readin'?" He asked Draco to keep some conversation going.

"The Hobbit. It's my favorite book." He peered over at the cover for a second. "Have you ever read it?" He asked politely, he took Harry's snort as a no. "Well, it's really good. I would recommend it, but you aren't really a reader are you?" He asked sarcastically.

"Not really." Harry replied despite the sarcasm. "What's it about?"

"A hobbit." Draco said shortly.

"Well duh, but, like, what's the plot line?" Harry said rolling his eyes and biting down into his sandwich.

Draco gave a small smile, but started off in to a slightly-more-detailed-than-necessary summary of the book. Harry listened intently. Draco really liked the book, and his eyes seemed to light up when he got to his favorite parts in the book (something about trolls and another part about riddles). Harry liked the way he started to use his hands to explain things. And the way his smile seemed to reach his entire face. He also explained how the creatures were different that the actual things in real life. Apparently elves were beautiful and there were only seven wizards.

"Sorry, I must be boring you." Draco said suddenly coming to his halt of the explanation of how a dragon had started to massacre a town on a lake.

Harry looked at him and gave a warm smile, "not in the slightest. Seeing you so passionate about something is intriguing. Also, the story is interesting too. I'd watch it if it were a movie." Harry replied to him. A small flush seeped on to Draco's face.

"Movie?" He asked, instead of commenting on how his passion was interesting.

"A muggle thing. It's like wizard pictures, except they tell a story. I guess if you were to ask the painting to do a play for you. But can't talk to it, umm, it's like a book, but with visual elements." He explained. This was basically what Hermione had told Ron when he had asked.

"Ah." Draco said nodding, but Harry knew he didn't really understand. 

Harry was about to ask Draco to continue the story, when Draco took out his wand and said a small charm that put up his hair in what the muggles called a Man-Bun. Looking at Draco wand made Harry remember something. The wand Draco was using wasn't his actual wand! Harry gasped, mumbled how he'd be right back and sped off.

He ran into his dorm and stopped in front of his trunk. He searched frantically before he found the box he was looking for. Grabbing it, he ran back to the Slytherin dorm, where Draco was now standing looking very confused.

"Here." Harry huffed, pushing the box into Draco's hands before trying to catch his breath. Draco opened it suspiciously, but as soon as he saw what was in it, a look or disbelief married to his face.

He pulled out his wand, his first one. "Hawthorn and unicorn hair. Ten inches precisely. Reasonably springy." Harry remembered Ollivander saying. "Is... is it really...?" Draco tailed off and looked at Harry for conformation.

Harry nodded, "I wanted to give it back to you after your trial, but you had already left when I was leaving. I wanted to give it back to you in person, so I didn't owl it to you. Then I forgot I had it in my trunk."

Draco returned his eyes to his wand. He looked down at it in his hand for a while, before he gave it an experimental sweep. A bight light flew out of the wand and made it's way to the beds in the room. Harry could almost feel the magic in the air as he looked to see what Draco had done. "You made the beds?" Harry asked stifling a laugh.

"Yes." Draco said, trying to keep the grin off his face. At last the smile won and Draco beamed. Harry could have sworn that it actually let off light. Draco's eyes were bright and filled with raw happiness. "Thank you." He muttered softly, much like Harry had done earlier.

Harry remembered what it was like when he fixed his wand with the elder wand and held it for the first time in a long time. "You're welcome," was all he said. 

When Draco suggested they have tea while he continue on the adventures of a the Hobbit, Harry smiled and nodded. He felt happy he could bring such emotion to Draco's usually hard set face. He listened contently as he sat with tea a house elf brought him. He could get used to this, just him and Draco, without a care in the world. Besides missing dinner that is.

Whew, fun chapter. I've always wondered what Harry did with Draco's wand, and I just rewatched the movies so I was even more questioning than usual, so here is what happens in this story. 

The Hobbit is my favorite book, thus why I incorporated it in the story, I do strongly recommend it. My favorite chapter is Riddles in the Dark, if you've read/watched it, what's your favorite part?

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Stay safe my Darlings.