Slow Dance With Me (drarry social media AU)

Chapter 7

As Harry sat on the Hogwarts express, staring at the three people who sat in front of him, he briefly wondered if he was dreaming.

He's had dreams like this before, of him making up with Draco and becoming friends with his friends, but most of these dreams ended with Draco's legs around his waist and a lot less clothing.

Harry took a deep calming breath to stop that train of thought. It would do him absolutely no good to pop a boner in front of his long time, 4 year crush.

Speaking of his 4 year crush.

When Harry walked onto the platform to catch the Hogwarts express, he was immediately bombarded with questions from both Ron and Hermione.

He answered all of them with a smile and they caught up with each other, while cracking jokes and laughing.

That was until he glanced up at the platform wall and immediately had to do a double take as he took in the angelic beauty that was Draco Malfoy.

The blonde Freyr was conversing with Pansy Parksion, a beautiful smile playing at his lips as he clutched some books to his chest. He was wearing form fitting black denims that made his plump arse look edible and his hair was styled in a way that made it look like he didn't put any effort into it but it was suitable on a model.

'speaking of, he should look into modeling as a career,' Harry mused 'with an arse like that, he could make a fortune'

He didn't realize he was staring until Hermione nudged him with a roll of her eyes.

"What? I'm just admiring the view." he said as innocently as he could muster.

Hermione gave him an unimpressed look and Ron just snorted.

"The last time I checked, admiring doesn't involve licking your lips like you're planning to eat him whole." said Hermione, while crossing her arms.

"Well I wouldn't decline an offer of eating a certain hole," Harry said with a wink, earring a look of disgust from Hermione and a groan of "Harry!" from Ron.

Harry snickered and turned to look back at Draco, just as Blaise Zabni came and wrapped him in a hug. He felt a surge of jealousy course through him but quickly pushed it down. 'Now was is not the time to get possessive over something minuscule' he thought with a scowl.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a quite gasp followed with "Merlin, when did Zabni get bloody hot?" asked his red headed friend with a slight blush painting his freckles.

Hermione raised an eyebrow at Ron. He was constantly changing his sexuality and had yet to put a label on his preferences. Not that Harry or Hermione minded, it was just surprising to see him boldly discussing an attraction on the same sex.

It appeared Hermione was having the same line of thought because she smirked and said "Well let's go talk to them, shall we?"

And that's how they ended up here, sharing a compartment with the infamous Slytherin trio, Harry sitting across from Draco who looked uncharacteristically flustered and was trying to find the right words to start a conversation.

"So, um," Harry started, while rubbing the back of his neck "how was everyone's summer?"

He was trying, ok.