Love Me Just a Little Bit More

Love me just a little bit more:

totally hooked on you

* * * * *

I thought love was only true in fairytails,

Meant for someone else but not for me,

Love was out to get me,

And that's the way it seems,

dissapointment haunted all my dreams.

Then I saw his face...

Now I'm a believer.

Not a trace, of doubt in my mind.

I'm in love..

I'm a believer,

I couldn't leave him if I tried...

[Smashmouth; Shrek]

* * *

Harry and Draco were standing in front of the Fat Lady's painting.

"Draconis," Harry told the painting.

"Right password love, but isn't that guy next to you from Slytherin? What is he doing here?" answered the Fat Lady. Harry didn't know what to say for a moment, then he whispered something into the Fat Lady's ear. She giggled.

"Well, if that's the case, enjoy yourselves," she said, winked and opened the door.The Gryffindor commonroom was deserted, so Harry quickly guided Draco to his dormitory.

"What did you tell the Fat Lady? She seemed a little too pleased with me entering the Gryffindor commonroom," Draco asked suspiciously.

Harry snickered. "Well, I just told a little lie, otherwise she wouldn't have let you in. I told her you were my boyfriend." Harry blushed a little while saying the word 'boyfriend'.

Draco suddenly got a cold expression on his face. "Potter, you do realise that me being gay is NOT a guarantee so that you can get in my pants? And you'll be the LAST person on earth who'll ever be my boyfriend! So get the fucking idea out of your head!"

Harry had listened to Draco's words in astonishment. "Malfoy! I don't want to be your boyfriend! Just because we're a little less evil to eachother doesn't mean I'm in love with you!"

Draco nodded. "Well then. Everything cleared up then?"

"Yes."

Harry walked up to his closet and pulled out a little flat plastic box, with a picture on it of a big green monster. "Still want to watch this?"

Draco sighed. "Yeah, allright. Sorry. I must have overreacted."

Harry smiled. "It's okay."

* *

Two seventeen year-old boys were laying together on a big comfy bed. They were snuggled up against each other, shairing a fluffy pillow, while watching a movie.

"It's nice, isn't it?" Harry asked.

Draco only mumbled. "Uhuh." He was probably so fascinated by the animated movie, that he forgot the rest.

But while they were watching the most romantic part of the movie (Shrek and Fiona getting together) Draco's hand wandered of to the other boy's hand and grabbed it firmly, yet softly. And so they lay there. Their hands clutched together, as if they were never going to let go of eachother.

* *

Time passed by quickly. Too quickly perhaps.

Harry suddenly sat up. "Draco, I think it's time for you to go. Soon everybody will be back."

Draco nodded. "Anyway, we had a remarkable nice moment, didn't we?"

"Yes we did," Harry answered.

Draco stood up and walked together with Harry out of the Gryffindor commonroom. They stood in front of the Fat Lady's painting again, looking deeply into eachother's eyes.

"Well, thanks," Draco whispered.

Before Harry knew what he was doing, he leaned forward and kissed Draco sweetly on his cheek. Before turning around and walking back into the commonroom, Harry could just see Draco blush a little.

"Well, that looks like true love, doesn't it?" commented the Fat Lady to Draco, who was left in the hallway all by himself.

"Oh, shut up, bloody fat painting!" Draco yelled back and ran to the Slytherin dungeons, as quickly as possible.

* *

Harry was laying on his bed, gazing at the ceiling. He sighed. WHY did he kiss Draco? They did have a good time, but it was just as Draco said: they were never going to be together. It just wasn't going to happen. Not that he wanted it. No. But. Well. But.

* *

Ron and Seamus were walking through the hall, on their way to the commonroom.

"It was nice, Hogsmead, wasn't it?" Ron asked. Seamus smiled.

"Oh yes it was really good, so where you," Seamus winked at Ron," But why can't we tell someone, anyone?!"

Ron looked at Seamus with a 'you-know-we-can't' expression.

"Seamus, I want to, but people will react mean and stuff. I don't want that happening."

"Mmm," was all the comment Seamus could give Ron, because his lips were covered up by Ron's.

"AHUM!"

Ron and Seamus almost choked in each other's tongues of the shock. They looked up, both faces very very (and very) red and before them stood nobody less than professor Snape.

"Oh, professor... We were just... Well... Seamus was choking on a Chocolate Frog, so... I tried to save him...?" Ron's explanation sounded more like a question than a fact.

"Hmm, didn't look like that Weasley. Just get to your commonroom and NEVER EVER do such a thing again in public! It's disgusting!" Snape turned around and walked away.

Ron and Seamus both laughed. "We disgusted Snape. What a reputation!"

"Yep. Well c'mon. I need some rest after all that walking," Seamus said, licking his lips in front of Ron.

* *

Snape was walking to the Slytherin dungeons, he had something to ask Draco. But yack he had a very filthy image in his mind.

"That horrible Weasley and Finnigan," he said softly to himself.

"Hello Severus," a familiar voice called out to Snape.

"Oh, hello Draco, I was just on my way to you. What are you doing here? You haven't been fighting with Potter have you?"

Draco felt his tummy get weird. "No I haven't. I'm not letting myself get in trouble just because of HIM!"

"That's the right spirit Draco. Well, what I was going to ask you: are you interested in being a prefect? We need two new ones this year and I think you'd make a perfect prefect!"

Draco grinned. "Sounds good Severus."

Snape smiled satisfied. "All right then. I'll owl Lucius about this good news! Bye now, Draco!"

Draco was approaching the Slytherin dungeons. Cool, being a prefect. But he had known he was going to be one for a long time, Severus asking him was just all formality. His dad would have made sure that his beloved son was going to be a prefect. And a headboy ofcourse, but for that he'd have to wait just a little bit longer.