Just Those Moments

Chapter Two

It wasn’t a really good day, was it? First, the bus was late. Then, he got kissed by some random guy on the street. And now, there weren’t any bloody seats on the bus. Harry sighed to himself. The kiss… was startling. He had never expected to kiss a guy before, and this experience had left him…

“Hey.”

Harry turned around. What the hell? That guy actually came up to him to talk or something?

Being Harry, he spit out the first thing that came to his mind. “I’m not gay.”


Draco blushed, hearing the statement. “I… I’m sorry. I swear that kiss just now was a mistake. I mean, I thought you were a girl. I’m not gay too. I just did that to get the girl I was talking to off my back. But you really looked like a girl…”


Harry was getting pissed off. It wasn’t enough that he got kissed by this idiot, but that the idiot actually thought that he was a girl while doing so. One day, he was going to resort to… plastic surgery or something. Steroids. They make people look more masculine, don’t they?

He growled at the blond. “Well, apology accepted. Get the fuck away from me now, and I’m a freaking guy.”
Then he pushed his way to the back of the bus, hoping that the blond would just leave him alone.


Getting off the bus, Harry started walking to the café. Hermione was waiting for him there, hopefully with a cup of coffee and food. That would really go towards making his bad day better.

Then a voice piped up next to him. “You’re studying here too?”

Now where’s the bloody wall to bang his head upon?


Draco didn’t know what he was doing. He apologized, made himself clear, and the guy accepted his apology. There wasn’t a need to talk to him anymore. Yet, strangely, he found himself walking a little faster to catch up with the guy. Well we study in the same college. Might as well get to know each other better, his brain rationalized.

And apparently that got the boy looking around with a crazed look in his green eyes. His pretty green eyes. Right. HIS. He was a male and Draco was straight and there’ll be no staring into eyes between two straight males.

“Umm. You’re alright? I don’t mean any harm and what, but after that embarrassing incident just now… I thought we could get to know each other better. After all, the ice has been broken, hasn’t it?” Draco laughed nervously. He had no idea why he was rambling, and he probably looked like a fool.


Harry groaned. Hermione better have lots and lots of sugar with her later. Only sugar can make him feel better now.
“Of course I’m studying at this school! Do you think I like stepping into random school compounds? And… just stop reminding me about that incident.”


“Yeah. Ok. No more reminders. What are you studying? I’m a commerce student.”


Harry hastened his pace. Anything to make this walk a little less horrible. Once he got to the café, the guy would go away, won’t he?

“I’m an arts student.”


No wonder Draco hasn’t seen him around in school. The arts campus and the commerce one was pretty far from each other.

“Do you play anything? I’m on the rowing team myself.”


“Soccer.” Spotting the café’s doors, Harry’s eyes lit up.

“Right. This has been a very nice conversation. Nice to meet you. Hope to never see you again. Bye!”


Leaving Draco standing there alone, wondering where did it go wrong to the point where the guy actually never wanted to see him again. Right. The kiss. He blushed again. Then smacked himself in the head. He forgot to ask for his name!


Hermione pulled him down to the couch. “Spill,” she ordered.

Harry’s eyes gleamed at the sight of coffee and muffins. He reached out for them. “Spill what?”

“What were you doing with Draco Malfoy?”

“Who the hell is Draco Malfoy?”

Hermione looked at Harry with askance. Trust Harry not to have heard of the college’s most talked about person.

“Draco Malfoy. The heir to the Malfoy Industries. One of the best-looking boys on campus. The blond who was walking here with you.”

“Oh. That’s Draco Malfoy. Don’t know, don’t care, don’t want to talk about him. Can I have my coffee now?”