Love Me Just a Little Bit More

Love me just a little bit more:

totally hooked on you

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"Mr. Potter, what the hell did you do to this potion? It has to look PINK, not pukish-green! You haven't read a word of your homework, did you? Oh god, I have just no idea what to do with you Potter. Well, let's give you a ZERO for this potion then," Snape mumbled and moved on to the next student.

Harry felt rage in his body. How could Snape judge him like that? He did do his homework, and where had it gotten him? Right into Depressive Hell! Everything had gone wrong today! He just lost a Quidditch-match from Ravenclaw, got detention during Herbology, got bitten by one of Hagrid so-called animals and now this!

He sighed deeply. And his friends were too busy with themselves, Hermione was studying for the upcoming tests and Ron was too caught up in his 'relationship-problems' with Lavender. So not only did Harry feel very alone, he had nobody to talk to either.

Bored as Harry was and angry with Snape, he started scanning the classroom. Potions was still together with Slytherin and he noticed that Malfoy seemed to feel the same as he did. Draco stared absently in front of him, drawing invisible pictures in his Potions book. What would he be thinking about, Harry wondered. Probably making up evil plans to kill me, Harry thought, laughing in his mind.

He really really felt bad... His life just sucked. It was not like he was dying or something, but he just felt so horrible, it was a completely different feeling from what he had ever felt before. Like he wanted something really bad, and knew what he wanted, but he couldn't remember what it was anymore. Like in a dream.

Finally today's classes had come to an end, but now Harry had lost his scarf too. As if my life isn't terrible enough, he thought and quickly ran away from all the students. This was just it! He was fed up with everything and everyone. Now he just wanted to be alone and to think things over. To probably sob like a little baby. Harry put his warm cloak on and wanted to put on his scarf too, but then he realised again his scarf was lost. And he just ran outside, into the woods of Hogwarts, crying.

Harry ran for quite a while, wanting to be sure he wouldn't run into someone, not even Hagrid. He sat himself down at the foot of a big tree and started crying again. He wasn't sure why he was crying, but it felt really good. It was just everything that had happened the past days. He was so fucking confused. He felt something. Something really weird.

Suddenly he was disturbed in his 'feeling-sorry-for-himself-moment' and he heard soft footsteps approaching. Harry wanted to run and hide, but he was just too depressed and tired to play a game of hide and seek, so he stayed where he was. The footsteps came closer and from behind a small pair of bushes a guy appeared. Harry jumped into the air.

"Malfoy! What the hell are you doing here?" Draco seemed a bit flustered by Harry's words.

"Nothing Potter, I was just walking," he answered with his soft voice.

Harry looked at Draco with distrust. "So you didn't follow me?"

"Why would I follow you Potter," Draco spat out," You know how precious you're to me, but to stalk you? I think you've got me confused with you're big buddy Creevey."

Now Harry had to grin. "Sorry Draco, but I'm just not up to us fighting right now. So if it bothers you, I'll be calling you names again first thing in the morning. But not right now."

Malfoy looked a tad concerned at Harry. "What's the matter then? If we aren't fighting tonight, you could at last tell me what bothers you. Because it seems to me Mudblood and Weasel aren't really here to support you, now are they?"

Harry nodded. He knew Draco was right, but he didn't want to admit it.

"Well then, just imagine I've got red hair and my clothes are a mess and tell me what's up, Hero-Boy," Malfoy said and sat down next to Harry.

Was Malfoy really being nice? Harry sighed. "It doesn't matter at all, does it, if I tell my worst enemy or my best friend."

Malfoy grinned. "Well..."

"Well, all I can say is that I'm here to talk to," Draco brushed his hand trough his hair and looked at Harry with a little smile on his face.

Harry doubted for a few moments, then he just started talking. He told Malfoy all about his bad day, his low grades, about his friends neglecting him and about his weird feelings he couldn't express or explain.

Draco grinned shortly after Harry was done with his story. "I think all you need is a nice girlfriend, Harry, you should feel better, you just need someone to love you."

Harry became aware of the weirdness of this situation: Draco Malfoy telling him that he needed someone to love him. But it felt okay anyway.

"But- well, I tried stuff like that, but- well, I just don't like girls... that way." Harry froze. The hidden thoughts he had had for so long, but didn't dare to tell anyone: he just expressed them to his enemy. To Draco Malfoy!

Harry's cheeks flushed deeply red and he stood up, all of a sudden. "I need to go now. I didn't mean what I said, I just wanted to see how you reacted, you know. Haha. A joke. Funny, yes really. Well, see you or something. Bye!" Harry turned around and walked away.

"Harry! Wait!" Draco shouted as he ran towards Harry. Harry stood still and looked at Draco's face.

"Harry, you don't need the feel ashamed about that. It's not that being gay is a sin or something!"

"MALFOY! How dare you. I'm just NOT gay!! I told you, it was just a joke!" After saying this, Harry ran back to the castle, leaving Draco embarassed and ashamed behind.

"You bloody Potter," Draco mumbled silently.

It was weekend, finally. Harry felt a little bit happier than the days before. At least he couldn't get low grades today. Harry planned to relax all day and not engage in any activities. And he started it off lazy enough, because it was 12 o' clock when he woke up this morning. Ron was standing besides his bed, ready to go to Hogsmeade with Seamus.

"Would you to join us, Harry? We haven't done anything together for such a while! And Hogsmeade is so cool," Ron asked his friend.

Harry refused. "I'm sorry Ron, but I'm not up for things like that today. I'd better relax a bit now and catch up with my schoolwork later."

Ron looked rejected. "Bummer. Well, we'll get you some Butterbeer then! Won't we Seamus?" said Ron glancing mysteriously at Seamus.

Seamus nodded. "Oh yes, we will!"

When the two had left, Harry slowly got up and walked towards the showers.

Harry was eating his breakfast in the Great Hall, which was almost deserted, for most students were off to Hogsmeade. There were some first-years chatting loudly and as Harry cast a look trough the complete Hall he spotted Malfoy. He was eating all by himself, no Crabbe or Goyle to be seen, a rare thing.

The only other people eating at the Slytherin table were three second-year girls who seemed a bit too interested in professor Snape. So Harry made up his mind. He grabbed his plate and walked up to the Slytherin table, to Draco Malfoy.

"Hi," Harry said and sat down in front of Draco. As Draco looked up from his food, he looked surprised to see Harry sitting in front of him.

"So, feeling lonely Potter?" Draco grinned.

"Yes, as a matter of fact I am," Harry grabbed a fork to start eating, "I also wanted to apologise for yesterday evening. I was just really shocked."

"Well, it took me some time to get to the idea of being gay too, I must admit," said Draco softly, looking at Harry with little sparkles in his grey eyes. Harry almost choked on a piece of bacon.

"You-you... you mean that," Harry stuttered.

"Oh, quit stuttering Potter. Yes, Draco Malfoy is gay. Now, satisfied?"

Harry slowly swallowed his bacon. "I just didn't expect this from you. You're just so- so popular and loved and all. You're always around girls and I just presumed you had a girlfriend."

"Well, I haven't got one," Draco smiled and continued with his meal.

"What are doing after finishing your food?" Harry asked.

"Nothing really."

"Well," Harry started," I do have a really good Muggle DVD we could watch, it's called Shrek. Only if you're interested ofcourse." Draco was staring at Harry's face. But Harry continued his questioning look as he was waiting for the blonde's answer.

"What the hell is a DVD, Potter? But I don't have anything better to do, so why not?"

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