[Posted at Archive of Our Own/AO3] "I hate you, Malfoy." Harry stared at his counterpart's eyes for a while after he said that. For a moment, he saw Draco didn't look like he'd hit Harry hard or knock him dead to the ground. If he was honest, Draco looked like he was taken aback and oddly lonely for a fraction of a second, eyes full of regrets and withered hope. "I hate you too, Potter."