Draw The Line

Stolen Cushions and a Confused Pansy : Chapter 40

It had been a month since Draco agreed to date Harry for real and Harry couldn't have been any happier. Even besides them dating, things had been going great. The eighth-year quidditch team had won against Gryffindor on Saturday, his grades had improved greatly with Draco's help, and he'd been having the most enjoyable year at Hogwarts so far. No crazy guy after him, no arch nemesis constantly bullying him, no weird mysteries to solve, and no insane tournaments to get volunteered for unwillingly.

He shifted his head to the side a bit to take in Draco's sleeping form next to him. He hadn't slept in his own bed since then and his favorite part was getting to wake up every morning to Draco's bed head and his face shoved in his neck.

Harry lent forward to kiss Draco lightly and when he was about to pull away Draco grabbed him, pulling Harry on top of him and continuing the kiss.

Harry pulled back after a moment, panting slightly, "Well, good morning to you too, love."

Draco sent him a goofy smile and played with Harry's hair a bit before pulling him down again.

A knock on the door is what finally pulled them apart and Harry got up to stumble over to the door sleepily. Hermione was standing outside the room when Harry opened the door and she handed over a notebook and piece of paper.

"Here's the notes you were asking for the other day from Potions," Hermione said, "I just finished my homework and figured you'd be needing them. Ron and I are going to the library to study after Hogsmeade."

"What on earth would you be studying? The quarter ends soon."

"Our NEWTS of course," Hermione said like it was obvious, "and you should be studying too. They're coming up and I imagine you haven't even started making flash cards."

"'Mione, they're in June. It's only December," Harry said incredulously.

"In my opinion you should have started last month. Now, you're welcome to join us if you'd like. We're meeting at three, Draco can come too if he'd like," Hermione nodded at Draco and he gave a slight smile back. "On a whole other note, I found Ron with that," Hermione pointed to the marauder's map that was folded neatly on top of the notebook, "You really should have gotten rid of it. It could seriously be a liability if someone finds it."

"It's fine, Hermione, I keep good track of it."

"So you knew that Ron had it?"

"Of course." Hermione looked at him skeptically. "Don't worry 'Mione, I'll take care of it."

"If you say so... Will you join us after Hogsmeade?"

"Maybe, don't wait up for me," Harry said.

"What's that?" Draco said, pointing to the blank paper when Hermione had left and Harry had closed the door. "It sounded dangerous."

"It's not," Harry said, flopping back down next to Draco, "Hermione just overreacts a bit. It'd really only be dangerous if we had someone like Voldemort trying to get into the castle again, but anyone who'd try that are pretty much all in Azkaban and don't have enough power to try anyway."

"So what is it?" Draco's eyes roamed over the paper, but as far as he could see it was just blank. He supposed there might be something on the inside, but when Harry opened it he was met with more blank paper.

"It's a map."

"That's a map? There's nothing on it."

"It only shows the map if you know the password," Harry closed it again, pressing his wand tip to the paper, "I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good."