Don't Deserve You | Drarry Fanfic ✓

Chapter 19: Why the hell?

You're my favourite place to go to when I need peace.
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Harry's POV

I had woken early and gotten ready for breakfast the next day, Draco had apparently woken up in the middle of me taking my shower and I have to say, he looked really cute with his hair all messy and eyes still small as he yawned and scrunched his nose.

I could really get used to seeing Draco this messy but cute at the same time.

"What are you looking at, Potter?" He asked with a sneer, don't with his stretching session.

"Nothing, Malfoy." I said, obviously putting more pressure on his last name. We had the silent agreement to call each other by their first names if we weren't fighting but he still had a habit of calling me Potter instead of Harry.

"Wait for me?" He asked as he picked up his school robes and toiletries and I gave a slight nod.

I sat down on the bed, not really knowing what to do, so I thought back to how much homework I have. Herbology and my half done Potions assignment.

Suddenly the door to the bathroom opened and a grumpy looking Draco walked out with only a towel draped over his waist line.

"Harry, you buffoon, it's Sunday!" Draco scolded, breaking me out of my stare as I looked at him in confusion. It was Sunday? I didn't even know.

"Sorry, didn't know." I said sheepishly but I didn't really know why exactly I was apologising.

"I'm going to the bathroom to change, you change at the mean time as well." He said as he picked up a different outfit, which I didn't really see but I noticed it was all black.

He walked into the bathroom and I heard the door lock click. I stood up and walked to my own trunk, pulling out some jeans and a grey half sleeved t-shirt. Not really caring about my outfit as I removed the school robes and put on my casual attire.

Just as I was pulling down my t-shirt, Draco walked out wearing a whole damn black suit, neatly tucked into his black suit pants.

"Draco, we're not going to some sort of event." I joked as I took in his outfit, he looked good as always, his hair neatly gelled, the usual.

"Harry, we're not going to some sort of ugly outfit party." He remarked back, a little smug smile on his lips and I just rolled my eyes as I started to walk out the dorm to the great hall, Draco following back with elegant strides, his head held high, a blank expression put on his face.

Such a damn Malfoy.

We stood at the entrance of the great hall before entering for breakfast. Ron and Hermione had already reached as usual, in their normal jeans and hoodie/t-shirt like me, while there's a certain someone standing next to me like he's going for the yule ball but then at the same time, Draco always dressed like this.

"If you're done staring, let's take a seat." Draco said and I felt a warmth fill my face as I sat down beside Hermione, Draco sitting on to my left while Hermione and Ron to my right.

"Harry, why weren't you there for supper last night? You just ran and never came back." Hermione questioned as she looked me up and down like I was up to something.

"Nothing, just didn't feel like eating." I answered as I shifted to Ron who was listening in on the conversation but had a whole mouthful to utter a word, nothing surprising there.

"Why would you have to run like a maniac then? I'm sure there is something else." Hermione guessed and I had to hold myself from rolling my eyes, damn Hermione and her bloody brilliant brain.

"No, I was just tired and wanted to rest is all." I lied, pouring some creamy soup into my bowl, asking Draco if he wants some to which he agreed, so I took some in his bowl as well before sitting down and starting know the soup.

"Why are you lyin-" Hermione started but was cut off by none other than Draco.

"Yeah Harry, stop lying." He said as he nudged me playfully and I gave him a 'what the hell' look. What was this bloody prat planning this time.

"What do you mean, Draco?" I asked cautiously as I saw a playful grin take form on his face, making me queasy. I don't like this.

"Just tell Granger what we were doing last night." He said as he nudged me once again to Hermione and I threw daggers at him. What does he want me to say? That he had a whole breakdown and I tried to calm him down but at the same time questioned him. The fact that he said he doesn't deserve me, which is a load of bullshit since-

"Oh it was nothing, Granger. Harry here is just shy to tell you but he ran to find me and we had a whole snogging session." Draco said as he winked at me and Ron and Hermione both were staring at me and Draco like we turned into voldemort or something.

I stared at Draco, speechless myself. What was he trying to do?

"The hell do you think you're doing, Draco?" I whisper yelled through gritted teeth to him and he stared at me with a blank face before bursting into a fit of laughter.

"Y-your face!" He said as he pointed at Hermione and Ron, laughing harder. Catching the whole table, no, the whole great halls attention as he laughed. I had to admit he looked real carefree and... just himself.

Remind me of our little race in the quidditch field, he looked just as free and happy as then.

He laughed a bit more while I admired him, soon composing himself with a few big breaths and he was left grinning while I rolled my eyes, grinning myself.

"You, I actually thought that it was true for a second." Ron said with a astonished face as I reached over Hermione to give his arm a light smack.

"Obviously it's not, why the hell would me and Malfoy be snogging?" I said, not realising the use of his last name until I took in the sentence.

I looked over to Draco to see that the playfulness had left his eyes and was now clouded, like every other time he wants to hide his emotions away.

I stared in concern but he didn't say anything and continued to eat. Did I say anything wrong? Did Ron say anything wrong? What could possibly make him quiet?

"Right, so who's coming to Hogsmeade with me?" Hermione said, trying to lighten up the mood that had been extinguished for some reason I don't know.

"Me!" Ron exclaimed as he raised his hand and I soon followed, then we all turned to Draco with hope and he gave us a weird stare.

"What?" He asked after a few seconds and I sighed.

"Are you coming to Hogsmeade with us?" I asked and he gave a incredulous look before scoffing.

"Me? With the golden trio? No thanks." He said as he put up a hand in protest.

"No, you're coming with us." I said firmly.

"Seesh, why even ask me if you're going to make the decision for me?" He asked in a clear voice of annoyance and I shrugged in response.

"You're coming wether you like it or not."

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