As Hermione and I walk to the common rooms to calm down, I explain the situation with Harry and how infuriated I am.
Sitting on the common room cough, Hermione and I end up getting lost talking about drama around the school.
"Y/n!! We are almost late!" Hermione exclaims. I jump up and grab my books and we book it down the hall. By the time we get to Professor Lupins classroom, I am slightly out of breath, but i'm better than Hermione. She's panting and bright red.
We slide in the door quietly as Lupin is talking.
"Ah Ms. Granger and Ms. y/L/n! Welcome! I'll let you off the hook for being late... this time..." Lupin winks at us and I smile, grateful.
Hermione pushes me over so she can get more in to the class room. I wasnt expecting this, and I start to topple over, closing my eyes and bracing for impact. A strong arm wraps around my waist and catches me, pulling me against them. My eyes fly open and I'm met with none other than Draco Malfoys blue grey eyes.
I start to pull myself away and he steadies me. I freeze where I am beside him, not wanting to attract attention.
"Looks like you fell for me, eh, y/L/n." Draco whispers. I ignore him and listen to Professor Lupin give us the instructions. We are dealing with boggarts today... This should be fun.
"Luckily, a very simple charm exists to repel a boggart. Let's practice it now. Uh, without wands, please. After me; Riddikulus!" We all repeat after him.
"Very good! A little louder, very clear. Riddikulus!" Once again, we repeat what is said.
"This class is ridiculous." Draco mutters from beside me and I lightly hit him in the arm and his friends nod, agreeing. Professor Lupin continues instructing us, using Neville as a guide.
The professor unlocks the cabinet, and out steps Nevilles worst fear; professor Snape. Suddenly Snape is wearing Neville's grandmothers clothes. The class laughs and Lupin puts music on as we form a line. Hermione and I get near the back, but Draco and his goons start shoving the line forward. Crabbes hand pushes my lower back forward and I cry out in protest.
"Knock it off, Crabbe." Draco mutters, pushing him away from me. Draco is now behind me, and he lays a hand on my lower back, and lightly rubs is, almost as an apology about Crabbe. The class rotates through, until we get to Harry. Professor Lupin tenses from the side, and right as the boggart transformed into a dementor, Lupin jumps in front. It transforms into a full mood, and Lupin uses the charm to send a yellowish balloon flying around the room and back into the cabinet, locking the door.
"Uh, sorry about that! Uh, that's enough for today If you'd all like to collect your books from the back of the class, that's the end of the lesson. Thank you!" Lupin says. Draco brushes past me and I walk towards the door with Hermione.
Dinner passes quickly, I end up talking to the twins the entire time. They cheered me up, since seeing Harry again pissed me off.
Heading to the common rooms, Hermione and I sit on the couch.
"Y/n..." Harry approaches me in the common room. I continue looking down at my book. "Y/n, please," Harry begs. I finally look up and he looks genuinely sorry. Letting out a sigh I close my book and set my attention on him.
"I'm sorry, I really am. You know how Malfoy gets me... I never meant to hurt you." He explains. I can't stay mad at him, even though he's absolutely infuriating at times.
"It's okay..." I mutter. He grabs my hand that's wrapped and I let out a slight hiss in pain. Giving me an apologetic look, Harry kisses the top of my hand before kissing the top of my head.
I stretch and suddenly remember the way Dracos surprisingly muscular arm wrapped around my waist, managing to catch me with only one arm, the other one being wounded. Butterflies explode in my stomach and I'm conflicted. I'm also exhausted, which isn't helping.
"I'm going to head to bed, Goodnight Harry." I say giving him a hug. I go to pull away but he holds me put.
"Don't I get a goodnight kiss?" He asks and smirks at me. I roll my eyes and give him a quick kiss before running to my dorm.
Unfolding the note quickly, the butterflies intensify.
We should talk more, y/L/n. I think we could be great friends :) - D. Malfoy
That's so unlike him? Ugh. Maybe it's the start of a new friendship. I will admit, Im always open to new friends!!
Flopping into my bed, I bury my face in my pillow, smiling. I have a blossoming relationship and a growing friendship. I feel content and let out a deep breath. I fall asleep, the two boys on my mind.
The next morning Harry kisses my head when I sit down at breakfast. I send him a small smile. I feel dismal, but my mood lifts when I remember today is our first Hogsmead trip!!
Harry didn't get his permission form signed though.I turn my form in with Ron and Hermione, and we three walk to Hogsmead. I feel bad for Harry, but it's whatever. Kinda nice having a break from him to think.
We walk through snowy Hogsmead and stop for a butterbeer in the Three Broomsticks. I sit across from Ron and Hermione sits beside him, and I notice someone in the back corner of the place.
A smile coats my face and I wave at Draco, him smiling back at me. I return to the present conversation but Draco and I make eye contact a few too many times. We end up visiting Honeydukes Sweet Shop and Zonkos Joke Shop before we leave.
Arriving back at the castle, we fill Harry in on everything that happened. Harry seems upset, but that's not surprising. We are stopped and I run into Harry's back, my chest hitting his hard frame. I groan out in pain and he turns around with an apologetic look.
"What's going on?" Harry asks, turning away from me.
"Huh. Probably Nevilles forgotten the password again." Ron mutters.
"Hey!" Neville responds.
"Oh! You're there."
Percy pushes through the crowd of people, obnoxiously muttering.
"The Fat Lady!!! She's gone!!" Ginny says, grabbing Harry's arm.
My eyes narrow at the contact but I shrug it off. Ginny is like a little sister, she wouldn't do anything like that to me.
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