Apple of My Eye || Drarry

Chapter Seven: Interrogations

They arrived at the common room rather soon, too soon in Harry's opinion.

Draco coughed and said, "Erm, well, goodnight then, Harry."

"Night." Harry stammered, looking at his feet.

He mumbled the password to the Painted Lady. (𝐬𝗼𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝗼 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐭 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲) She glanced at him knowingly as he stumbled inside.

He flopped down on the couch and sighed, cheeks flushed and lips slightly bruised.

Just then, Ron and Hermione burst in through the portrait hole, giggling profusely. They spotted Harry on the couch and plopped down next to him.

They seemed to snap out of whatever mood they were in, and looked at Harry.

Hermione narrowed her eyes at him, scanning his face almost android-like, and zoned in on his bruised lips. She raised a suspicious eyebrow.

"Harry... did you just... kiss someone?"

Harry choked, and had a tremendous coughing fit. Ron slapped him on the back, hard.

"Woah, mate, are you good?"

Hermione mumbled something under her breath that sounded a lot like, "The correct word would be 'well'."

"WOAH MATE!" Ron said, throwing the nearest object, which happened to be a rather heavy book that landed with a tremendous thud. "DID YOU KISS MALFOY!?"

Harry choked on his own saliva once again. He coughed. He looked at the ground. He did everything but look Ron in the eyes.

"OH MY GOD HARRY!" Hermione shouted. "You didn't! That's amazing!"

Ron mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like. "Couldn't be that good, I mean it was Malfoy..."

Hermione rolled her eyes at him and squealed. "How was it!?"

Harry blushed furiously and looked at his hands, which were practically strangling each other in his lap.

"Come on, Harry!" Hermione said with a slight whine in her voice and Ron nodded vigorously.

"Erm..." Harry said, and Hermione narrowed her eyes. "Well, it was..." 𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒, 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒, 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑢𝑠, 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑡... "good, I guess."

"You guess. Sure." Ron said, chuckling.

Hermione laughed. "That's great Harry." Hermione said with a big smile. "Also we never went over the fact that he likes you back!?"

"Oh. Yeah, I guess." Harry said, and shrugged.

Ron chuckled. "At least we know he won't bully you about it now." He said with a wink. "Are you two, like, dating now? Or what?" He asked.

"Oh gee... I don't know. We didn't... talk about it." Harry said, embarrassed. In truth, Harry wanted more than anything to date the beautiful blonde, but he would never say that aloud.

"Well good luck, Harry." Hermione said kindly, and smiled at Ron.

Ron coughed and seemed to be remembering something from earlier. He couldn't contain his (slightly maniacal) grin as he tried to stare at the ground, but seemed to not be able to control his eyes as they went back up to Hermione. Hermione let out a small giggle and licked her top lip, taking her time, slowly and seductively tracing it.

This made Ron's mouth drop open, staring stupidly at her, and made Harry made a terribly exaggerated gagging and retching noise, pretending to vomit.