You always Hate the One you Love

Author Note: Hey everyone, this happened in my dreams and I decided to turn it into a fan fiction, By the way, I\'m in search of a BETA and if anyone is willing to volunteer then please email me! Sportychick3571@comcast.net Thank you in advance!

Disclaimer: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Wesley, Hermione Granger, Blaise Zambini and Pansy Parkinson don\'t belong to me... even though the only two I really want is Harry and Draco...or Fleur Delacour only... she isn\'t in my story.

Harry Potter was rushing down the hallways, glancing at his watch and panicking. He was about 5 minutes late to Potions and he wasn\'t even anywhere near the dungeons. He sighed and cursed his bloody alarm clock. It had been enchanted to go off an hour before classes started, giving him time to shower, eat, come back and get his books. This morning however, the clock had gone off and Harry; who hadn\'t gotten any sleep the night before, threw the clock at the wall and shattered it.
That stopped the annoying ringing in his ears... it hadn\'t however, woken him up. It was only when Dobby had appeared at the end of his bed... asking why Harry hadn\'t been at breakfast that he even realized that it had been a school day.
Cursing, Harry took his first left into a passageway he had used to avoid Filtch numerous times and brought him pretty much directly outside the Potion\'s Room. He sprinted down the hallway, counting silently how many minutes and how many points he would loose for Gryffindor for... once again... being late.
He stood panting in front of the Potions Room moments later, attempting to catch his breath best as he could. He stood up, straightened his robes and entered the Potions Room, stomach dropping to see that no one was there.
\"I\'m not that late, am I?\" Harry asked out loud, glancing back at his watch. It claimed that he was only seven minutes late. \"Oh wonderful, so now I\'m the only one left in the world, I\'ve survived the Apocalypse!\" He said sarcastically, jumping when he heard something move behind him.
\"No Potter, you\'re incredibly late, but all your little fans and admirers aren\'t gone, Potion\'s class got moved to Hogwarts Auditorium until further notice.\" The infamous drawl of Draco Malfoy echoed through the silent dungeon.
Harry snapped around, and watched Malfoy smirk and then slink towards the professor\'s desk in the front of the room.
\"We have an auditorium?\" Harry asked, watching Draco sit on Snape\'s desk and smirking that god-awful smirk.
\"Yes, we do, no one ever uses it though, back in the days of the founders, there was a Choir here and they would perform about every other month for the founders. When Salazar left however, the choir teacher left too, I guess none of the other headmasters felt reason to hire a new one.\" Draco said, watching Harry carefully, as though studying his every move.
\"Wow, thanks for the history lesson, maybe when you die, you can take over for Professor Binns.\" Harry said sarcastically, feeling more and more uncomfortable being alone with his enemy. \"Now can we please get to class?\"
Draco slid off the desk gracefully, and Harry stepped back realizing with an increasingly nervous feeling that he was still being watched.
\"Why of course, I don\'t want Mr. Potter to be late to class now, Do I?\" Draco looked around, \"And since you seem to be the last one here, I guess we can leave. Professor Snape left me behind to take any stragglers to the new classroom. Seems you were the last one, so I guess I can escort you there, Potter. Though, it\'s not my first choice\"
Harry nodded and turned away from the boys wandering gray eyes. Until he felt the same eyes on his arse and he turned around very abruptly.
\"Listen Malfoy, I don\'t know what the hell you think your doing but I would suggest that you stop.\" Harry sputtered and flushed. Draco just continued to smirk.
\"Whatever are you talking about Potter, I\'m not willing to join your little fan club, never have, so I would suggest that you not flatter yourself so much.\" Draco strolled past Harry and lead the way to the Auditorium. When they finally reached it, Draco halted in front of the door, leaning over and whispering very softly into Harry\'s ear.
\"There you go, wonder boy. Have a good lesson.\" And walked back into the classroom, smirk highly apparent on his face.
Harry stumbled into the classroom right after Malfoy, face flushed and eyes darting around nervously. He found Hermione and Ron sitting as high up as he assumed Snape would let them with one empty seat, clearly saved for him.
\"Malfoy, when did Potter arrive at the classroom?\" Snape asked, Harry sighed, he was done for.
\"Only a moment after you had left with the rest of the class Professor, however, my book bag broke and Potter helped me pick it up. That is why we are almost...\" He looked at his watch \"Twenty minutes late.\"
Harry just blinked and managed to make it look as though the story was what had really happened. When Snape finally returned to teaching Harry let himself slide into the seat, feeling as exhausted as he looked; sending a quick glance toward the front of the room, he let himself drift off, praying Hermione, who was sending him very strange looks, would let him copy notes later.
When Harry was finally awoken almost an hour and a half later, he felt much more rested then he had, but he ached all over. His back ached from the position he had slept in and his mind hurt from the strange dream he had been having.
He stood up and managed to get himself up to the Great Hall for lunch, where he collapsed next to his two best friends.
\"Harry, what were you really doing with Malfoy while you were gone for almost 20 minutes?\" Hermione asked the moment he sat down and started to pile his plate with Shepherds Pie.
\"Nothing, talking, I don\'t know... Why what do you think happened?\" Harry asked, not realizing how hungry he was until he took the first bite of his favorite food.
\"Well Mate, we thought maybe you were snogging or something.\" Ron said, trying to sound as cool as possible. Harry however, spit out his Shepherds Pie and glanced at the two of them.
\"Snogging, with Malfoy! You\'ve got to be kidding... what in the world gave you...?\" Harry was stuttering and the entire table was looking at him.
\"You don\'t know? Wow, we would have thought you would have heard about it by now...\" Hermione said, munching thoughtfully on her potatoes.
\"Really Mate, I\'m surprised, I would have thought you would have known too, especially it being Malfoy and all.\" Ron said, looking at his best friend with sympathy.
\"What the bloody hell are you both talking about?\" Harry asked, frustrated at the lack of answers his best friends were giving him.
\"Well, at the annual Slytherin Truth or Dare game last weekend, Malfoy got a Truth, he was given a shot of Veritaserum to insure the truth and he was asked who he liked and why. Well, he said he really likes you and the reason why...well, he actually likes the fact you stand up to him and don\'t let him push you around. He also thinks you always look, and this is a direct quote Harry, \'God damned fuckable,\' almost all the time.\" Hermione said, playing with her food and avoiding Harry\'s gaze, which was now full of shock and disbelief.
\"Woah, wait one moment, Draco Malfoy, we are talking about the one boy who has hated us more then almost anyone we know for the past, oh I don\'t know 7 years of our lives and he likes me... he finds me bloody fuckable?\" Harry groaned and put his head on the table, \"I would rather take on Voldemort any day then...\" Harry shuttered, \"Fuck Malfoy.\"
\"Oh come on Harry, there is a fine line between love and hate, and I have to admit... Malfoy is gorgeous.\" Hermione said, sneaking a glance at the Slytherin table, where Malfoy was laughing at something funny Blaise Zambini said.
\"Uggg, NO! He has made my life a living hell since I first started here; I mean honestly, I\'m not ever dating that PRAT! I don\'t have feelings for him,\" Harry said, disgusted. \"I mean, Hermione he calls you awful names and Ron remember in 6th year when he cursed Ginny into oblivion cause she told him that he had something on his nose? Come on you guys, it\'s Draco Malfoy!\"
\"We weren\'t saying you had to date him mate...\" Ron said, and then suddenly stopped, his eyes getting a strange kind of glitter, \"But think about this his father is Lucius Malfoy, right He just broke out of Jail and is probably sending Draky over there letters upon letters about the goings on of the Death Eaters \"
Harry just stared at Ron, he had a feeling he knew where this was going, but he wasn\'t sure he liked it.
\"Oh, yes! Harry you want to do something for the Order right?\" Hermione said, clearly catching onto the idea.
\"Well, of course, I mean, I would do anything to help them catch Voldemort.\" Harry said, he was now almost positive of the thought going through his best friends minds.
\"Well, become a spy, date Malfoy and in turn tell everything he says to you about the Death Eaters to the order!\" Ron said excitedly, smiling and nodding at Hermione, who turned and looked at Harry.
\"Harry, it is a brilliant plan you know,\" She started to finish he sentence but Harry cut them off.
\"First off your both crazy, I can\'t date Draco Malfoy, I don\'t have feelings for him the same way he has for me, I would be toying with his emotions and manipulating him, just like Dumbledore does to me. I couldn\'t do that to someone else, no one deserves that.\" Harry said haughtily, \"Next, it\'s Draco Sodding Malfoy, I can\'t date him, were enemies and that is the way it should stay.\"
\"Harry, think about it though, don\'t you want to avenge Sirius\' death? Don\'t you want to do something that would make the Marauders proud? Come on Harry, Sirius and your father would love this idea, and think about Colin, Voldemort didn\'t need to kill him, did he? Just did it cause he knew it would upset you... Harry think about Cedric.\" Ron said, not realizing that he really touched a nerve with every name he named.
\"Ron I... I don\'t want to toy with him, it cruel and...\" He looked at his best friends faces, somewhere realizing that they were right and that he should do this. If not for himself, for the order and the rest of the people who needlessly died at Lucius\' or some other relative of Draco\'s hands.
\"Fine, I\'ll do it, but before I walk up to him and make a sodding idiot of myself, I\'m double checking the rumor and making sure it\'s true, who all was at this little, Truth or Dare game?\" Harry asked, sighing when his friends gave him delighted looks.
\"Blaise Zambini was there, and Pansy Parkinson, and a few other 4th, 5th, and 6th years. They don\'t allow the younger years to go, I heard they get pretty intense.\" Hermione said, eyes glittering.
\"Fine, I see Zambini after DADA next period, I\'ll ask him then, are you both happy now?\" Harry asked, watching his two friends nod in agreement.