Hating Harry Potter

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---- Chapter 6 A plague on both your houses


The silence was too much. He couldn't stand it anymore. Softly,he spoke. "Hey, Potter.. let's go. Come on." He extended his hand to Harry, who looked up, a mix of tears and fury written in his features. "This wouldn't have happened if it hadn't been for you. You started this. " Harry snarled at Malfoy. Draco grabbed Harrys arms,and pulled him up. "Actually, it wasn't all my fault. If you get us out of here, I can show you. " Harry stared at him, disbelieving, forgetting that they had even kissed a second time. That Harry in fact had himself initiated the second kiss.

"If this is some kind of trick, Malfoy.." Harry stepped deep into Malfoys personal space, and snarled at him, the name sounding like a curseword, rolling off his tongue. The venom dripping from the Gryffindor's tongue was not lost on the Slytherin. As much as he hated himself for it... He'd come to realize that he maybe didn't really -hate- Harry Potter all that much. But he couldn't stop himself from going back to the old ways. He took the last step dividing them, and stared coldly into Potters eyes. "It's not a trick, Potter. But if you'd rather stay here, and be trampled by the angry peasants...be my guest. But you promised to get me out of here. So you will."

It wasn't a request,it was an order. Harry saw the steel behind the words, felt a slight twinge of guilt for blaming him, but he refused to acknowledge it. He felt put down,sort of, like someone beneath a certain standard,like a servant. It was an order, and he HAD promised. His voice broke as he spoke, and he looked down, flushed. "I..will. " Draco looked at Potter, noticing the swift change of attitude. "I expected no less." he replied, arching one of his delicate eyebrows.

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The shuffling sounds ended, and the cloak was lifted off of the odd pair, in the empty passageway. They stood motionless for awhile, not meeting the others eyes. "I can't say I would've though that about you,Potter." Harry lifted his gaze somewhat. "What do you mean?" Malfoy grinned smugly. "Well...sneaking about in secret corridors,with a Slytherin,no less. Hiding from your fanclub..I'm impressed,Potter." Harry didn't see the humour in it, overrun by guilt from hiding from Ron and Hermione, but he had to admit, he would've done it again. Not really admitting why, not even to himself, he told himself that he would've helped anyone in trouble.

Even a stinking Slytherin. Who had kissed him. Harry blushed.
Draco noticed the subtle changes in Potters face,ending in a slight rosy colour rising to Potters cheeks, and decided to take action. He put on his best "I'm dead serious"-look, knowing full well the effect it would have on anyone with the slightest bit of attraction to him. "Look,Potter. It's not that I don't appreciate you saving me and all..." Draco tilted his head slightly to the side, knowing his eyes would look devastatingly silver in the gleam of light from the wands. As predicted, Potter blushed. "..but what are we going to do with this..situation?" Moving slightly closer as he spoke, he licked his lips before the hesitant,last word.

Harry looked at Draco, confused and flustered. The way Malfoy moved was just so ..infuriatingly interesting. "I..uh...situation?" Harry answered, his stare still on Malfoys wet lips.
Malfoy,still smiling,moved even closer. His face wasn't more than two inches from Potters,now.
"Yes, Potter.. -this- situation..." Harry almost leaned in,glossy-eyed,when Malfoy pulled back. "The whole 'angry mob' situation,of course!" His voice now back to normal,his seductive smile turned into a mischievous grin.

Harry blinked,still like a deer caught in the headlights. A faint pink turned into a deep red,as he realized that Malfoy had actually played with him. Oh,really, Harry thought. Well, two can play that game. He started pacing the tiny space, folding his hands in a very Snape-like manner.
"We can not go to Gryffindor house, obviously. Nor Slytherin. The other houses are out of the question, that leaves me with three options, all equally un-attractive." Malfoy leaned against the wall, folding his arms, watching Potter pacing back and forth. "And they are..?" he drawled.

"One, we hide in secret passageways all over the school. But we will be caught eventually." Malfoy nodded. Harry continued his pacing, his hair ruffling in the air. As he paced back and forth, he tried to think of what Malfoy's weak point could be. After all, Malfoy HAD kissed him first. HE initiated all of this, but why? Harry kept pacing, struggling to see what the connection could be. The only thing he could come up with, was the fact that he'd saved Malfoy from falling to the ground. That was the only thing he could come up with, and what seemed most logical, if there were any logic at all in this situation. To prove it, he would have to get Draco in danger. Just to save him again, of course. Nothing -really- dangerous,just.. a little. He stopped, choice made. "The second is that we go see the headmaster, and request different sleeping arrangements. But that would require an explanation why." His voice faltered. Draco nodded, slightly blushing. "What's the third option,then, Potter?"

Harry pulled up his sleeves, revealing strong underarms. "The third, Malfoy, is the Room of Requirement." Harrys eyes glittered dangerously, and he did what he could to stare directly into Malfoys eyes. "We go to our houses, collect our things, and we move to the Room of Requirement. If we get to our classes on time, and don't get in trouble, nobody will know. Atleast, they won't know before things have a chance to calm down. " Harry stood, half an inch taller than Malfoy, trying to look as challenging and unafraid as he possibly could.

If he only could get Malfoy in trouble, so he could save him again, he would know if his theory was correct. If Malfoy had a weak spot for being saved. "Well,Malfoy?"

Draco looked at Potter, considering. "Door number three, it is,then, Potter. Where to first, your house,or mine?"


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A/N: aaaah..so sorry for the late update - again ! I've been sick the last few days, and haven't been able to do anything! Critique on this would be much appreciated, as would a BETA, but I know -that's- reaching :P I realize the "voice" of this story has changed a lot,I'm really trying to keep in tune with it, but it keeps dropping. So sorry,and thanks for reading! :) And yes, the title is from Romeo and Juliet. <3