This Feels Like Falling in Love || Drarry

1: Back at Hogwarts

Harry was on the train again.

Hogwarts had given the seventh years another chance for their NEWTS, but they had to take the year over again. He was sitting with Ron and Hermione, but no one was talking. They all knew that the school year would be stressful and sad. Walking off the train onto the Hogwarts ground was a painful thing to do.

Harry took his first step into the school that he had called home so many times. Letting out a breath he walked into the Great Hall with the rest of the eighth year students.

He sat down at the Gryffindor table, which had been enlarged due to the new situation, and watched the sorting.

Harry looked around the Great Hall as the food appeared on the tables. His eye caught on the Slytherin table. Not many of them had come back. But the one person he had not wanted to see had. Draco Malfoy sat at the Slytherin table eating slowly. Like everyone else in the room.

Harry was startled by the new headmasters' voice booming over the crowd. Harry hadn't bothered to learn his name.

"Hello, students of new and old! We have one more announcement for today." The headmaster said. "The eighth year students will not be in their old dorms as there is not enough space." A collective murmur grew from the four tables.

"I know, this is not practical, but we have two rather large rooms for the eighth year students to stay in. We have made common rooms and bedrooms in these empty towers for the groups."

A voice from one of the four tables spoke up. "If there are four houses and two rooms, what are we gonna do?"

The headmaster laughed. "Patience young one. I was getting there. The houses will have to merge. We have arranged for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff to be together and Gryffindor and Slytherin to room together!"

The crowd groaned and complained. Harry looked across the room to Draco. They locked eyes and joined the complaining.

The headmaster silenced everyone and told them that was final. Everyone continued eating.

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Harry burst into the makeshift common room with Draco at his heels.

"Listen, Potter, We don't talk to each other, don't look at each other. Okay? I don't want to deal with this right now." Draco said angrily.

Harry turned to face Draco. Their faces inches away.

"Then what are you still doing here?" Harry said.

Draco turned on his heels and went into the boys' dorms.

A few days passed with no problems and the two boys started to forget why they were constantly mad. They had been fine with each other. Even liked it.

Harry stopped caring about living with Draco and the other Slytherins and started to focus on school for once.

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After the first week of living together, the two wizards started noticing things about each other.

Harry noticed how hard Draco worked to get good grades and how stressed he got when there was an assignment due soon.

Draco noticed how Harry rarely studied during the day, he instead stayed up late in the common room and studied alone. Harry was always tired after those nights, even if he didn't show it.

Draco notices a pattern with Harry's studying and starts bringing him snacks and sometimes helping him out.

He had no idea why he had started helping Harry. Just days ago he was arguing with him. The truth is, he had gotten used to living with Harry already. He was starting to like it.

Or maybe he liked Harry.

No. That couldn't happen! It's Harry Potter. That's just...insane. Right?

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Harry sighed and grabbed his Defense Against Dark Arts book and scroll. He dipped his quill in the ink and hovered the tip of it over the paper.

A thought came to mind and he placed his quill on the paper to write. A noise startled him, the quill ran across the page as Harry turned. Draco stood across the common room.

"Oh, Potter. Hello." Draco said calmly.

"What are you doing down here?" Harry retorted.

Draco sat down in one of the plush lounge chairs. "I could ask you the same thing."

Harry glared back at Draco and grabbed a new piece of parchment, his old one ruined by the large blotted line.

Harry started to write the statement that had been in his head before Draco had very rudely interrupted him.

Harry continued writing with Draco leaning over his shoulder. Harry stopped writing and turned to face Draco, their faces just inches apart. Draco swallowed and glared into Harry's bright green eyes. Harry gave Draco a small smile and pushed back. Draco let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding.

"So," Harry said loudly. "What treats have you brought me today?" Harry turned to look at Draco again and smiled.

Draco, instead of smiling back like he wanted to, glared at Harry. He threw a bag of snacks at his head. Harry pulled out his wand quickly, stopping the bag mid-air. He brought it towards him with his wand and grabbed it, throwing it open.

"When did you get all of this stuff?" Harry said rooting through the bag.

"A few weeks ago," Draco shrugged. "I didn't like most of it, so it's for you now."

Harry looked up and smiled. "Thanks, Malfoy."

Draco smiled and sat in the chair across from him. Setting down his books he asked Harry, "Why do you study so late?"

Harry stops and looks up at Draco. He takes a deep breath and opens his mouth to speak, but no words come out.

"Oh, it's fine. You don't have to tell me." Draco tells Harry, his voice just over a whisper.

They sit in silence for a while, looking up occasionally to acknowledge the other, then getting back to their work.

Except Harry doesn't get anything done. He wants to tell Draco why he studies so late, he just can't find the right words.

"I don't know." Harry blurted.

Draco looked up from his paper. "You don't know what, Potter? Be more specific."

"I think it's because people don't expect me to." Harry sighed. "People think just because I'm the freaking 'boy who lived' I don't have to study. It's absurd!"

"Ah, the studying thing," Draco said.

Harry looked up, the anger was gone from his expression. "Why are you studying this late?" He asked Draco.

Draco took his time thinking and thinking. He looked at Harry and said: "Why not."

Harry let out a soft chuckle. "Good question." He mumbled.

They went on studying like normal until they were both too tired to study anymore.

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The next few weeks Draco and Harry started studying with each other almost every night.

Harry found himself looking forward to the time he was spending with Draco. Studying alone was boring, and even if they didn't talk much, Harry felt having Draco there was comforting.

Every Friday night, Draco would bring down snacks with him while they studied. Harry would grab blankets and they would sit together on one of the common room couches and study.

Harry knew Draco Malfoy was an 'enemy' of his, but he found the boy's company relaxing. Maybe he likes hanging out with Malfoy.

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