War of the Heart

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CHAPTER 6 Falling
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He had had a terrible morning.Zabini had taunted him,and teased him, and almost hinting to anyone and everyone. Zabini had tried ordered him about, without getting his way,and tried to threaten him, but Draco felt certain no one would believe his ludicrous story.After all it was ludicrous.Still, he wanted to be absolutely certain.He couldn't afford to give in to Zabinis demands.Draco knew the type.First it will be small things, and then it will be something huge and appalling that he couldn't do, and then it would be unfolded no matter how much he tried to keep it shushed down.He hadn't felt like going to breakfast, but he didn't dare leaving Zabini alone either.The idiot was a menace.
He had unwillingly gone to the Great Hall, trying to look as arrogant as ever, and totally ignoring everyone not from Slytherin. He sat down between Zabini and Goyle, studying Zabinis expression as he did so,narroweyed. "Relax, Draco.Do you really think I would spoil this delightful treat so fast?You disappoint me." Draco did relax a little,but he didn't like the sound of that,all the same.Midway through his slow meal, Malfoy felt eyes on him, he wanted to look up, but restrained himself.
"Honestly Draco.It's just bloody saint Potter.You have no need to prove Zabini right at the first chance you get." He argued with himself, but after awhile he shot a quick glance at the Gryffindor table.Potter sat red-faced and stared at him.Draco stared back.He felt lost in whirlpools of the great big sea,not being able to stay in control, but oh, how he wanted to control those whirlpools..
He blinked furiously as Zabini suddenly rudely waved a hand in front of Dracos face,and he turned bright red,furious with being caught offguard. "Stop drooling for a second,will you?" Zabini could hardly suppress a giggle. "I was thinking.And if you ever do that again I will curse your fingers to be stuck to Goyles toes!" He strode out, furious, but heart thundering.Why had Potter been staring at him?Had Zabini said anything to him? Oh,how he hated not being on top of everything, having control over the situation.

He went to the dungeon to change his clothes, and went outside in a hurry.He didn't want his fellow Slytherins to follow him.It wasn't like he trusted them or anything.Malfoys trust no one. Draco ran along his secret path to his secluded corner of the lake, right by the Forbidden Forest.He went through the bushes to sit down at his Thinking Stone, but it was already taken.He drew a sharp breath. "You're in my seat."
He saw the figure that was Harry Potter freeze dead in his movements. Oh, great. Him. Zabini will send me to Mungo's for this. The black-clad figure turned around, his hair going everywhere and then some, and his eyes were a bit swollen around the edges, like he had been crying. Probably crying with laughter,if Zabini told him, he added darkly to himself.Potter said something about it not being his seat,but a stone,which was ridiculously plain to anyone,so Malfoy halfheartedly mocked him for that.They bantered a bit, before Potter caved in partly and moved so there was room for Draco. Draco sat down, very aware that Potter still radiated warmth and muscle, and was careful not to touch him.

They sat, watching the lake glittering with sunlight sparkles.He didn't want to speak. He felt tired of speaking, of fighting, of yelling, and lying. He couldn't take much more, he needed his peace. And so apparently,did Potter.Why, he didn't understand. He was the Boy Who Lived, and all that crap. Everyone adored him. Malfoy rolled his eyes. Oh,how difficult it must've been to lose someone you can barely remember,and replacing them with a whole world that loves you and protects you. He made a snorting sound. "What?" Harry asked, tentatively. Harry looked at him,seriously, and spoke."I saw you crying." Draco stared at him. "I don't cry,Potter." Harry blushed."I was spying on you.You were in the bathroom, and Monaning Myrtle was there.I spyed,and I saw you cry.I'm sorry."
Harry saw helplessly into Dracos eyes,who could only stare back. "I see.I won't bother asking why you were spying.You think Im a death eater." He sighed. "Everyone does." Harry looked at him. "Yeah..Im sorry..It's just..." "Why do you apologize,Potter?It's not like we're friends or anything is it?" Malfoy snarled,and Harry gazed at him,not really being able to look away."It's not like I hate you though.."
Harry blushed.Draco looked at him,noticing suddenly how close Potters lips were,and how easy it would be,just to lean forward and... "You do,Potter." Harry continued to stare at him a while. "Sometimes,maybe.You can be a git." Malfoy snorted. "So said the gryffindor full of tact." He looked away, glad to escape the awkward subject. "You're pretty heavy for a skinny boy",Harry said thoughtfully, the ends of his lips curving upwards in a smile.Draco turned at him,indignantly. "Excuse me?" Harry grinned wider. "You're excused." Draco scowled a little at him,before trying to push him off the stone. "Hey!" Potter pushed him back, smiling. "Cut it out!" Draco exclaimed,cheeks tingling.
He's got muscle, he thought.They started trying to push eachother off the stone, untill Draco finally pushed Harry so he fell off the rock on his back,and landed on the grass,but Harry caught Draco by the wrist,dragging him down with him,and he landed on top of Harry. Draco landed softly,he didn't even try to get up. Jade locked in silver. "Twice in a day,Malfoy?If you're not careful I might get the wrong idea.." Harrys soft laugh made Malfoy redden to the tips of his ears,but he didn't move.He made to sit up, but shifted his grip so held Potter down.
He could see a mixture of emotions flicker in Potters eyes; fear,fun,helplessness,and something else..Something he hoped he had recognized. "What are you doing, Malfoy?" Harrys voice was getting rough. I don't know, Malfoy thought, but I can't help it.


Harry Potter was being held down in the grass by Draco Malfoy.He didn't know why Malfoy held him. Held him down, and stared at him,an unreadable expression on his face. Harrys heart thundered away. I don't know why, and I'm scared. He can kill me now, if he wanted to,Harry thought.. Still he didn't move. He couldn't get himself to break the eyelock with Malfoy. He could feel something happening with his body,and he knew Malfoy had to be noticing it,as he was sitting where it was happning,but in this ephemeral state,he couldn't care less. A little voice in his mind said,this is sheer madness. You're mad. But Harry didn't listen to that voice. Malfoy leaned down over his face, nose almost touching nose. Looked into his eyes, and made to speak.
And that was when Harry Potter, the eternal Gryffindor,did as Gryffindors do, he rushed ahead,without thought of the consequenses. He lifted his head, and kissed Draco Malfoy.
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A/N: I hope you like it so far..? Please rate and review, I really appreciate it.I've written 3 more chapters,but they need more work, so I will work on them now.Maybe I'll upload later this week.