But I Love You...

//Two months later//at breakfast//

Harry and Draco tactfully sat everyday so they faced each other. Casually, they would glance up at each other briefly as not to attract attention. Draco thought several times about running over there and jumping Harry, but determined that it was not a wise choice. He was jolted out of his lucid dream world by Pansy's consistent whining. This had been going on for two months; she shouldn't take a hint that he had dumped her.

"Draco, can I talk to you?" whimpered Pansy.

"You just did," said Draco coldly.

"Why are you being like this?" asked Pansy on the verge of tears. This had become a normal thing during meals. "Is it something I did? Is it me?"

"Of course it's you. Just the sound of your voice makes me want to bash my head in."

"Back off! You can't treat her like this!" Lavender shouted.

"You know what? Fuck this shit-I'm out," said Draco as he slammed his fork down and left the table.

Harry saw Draco leave and almost left himself, but he didn't want to draw attention to himself.

"Harry, are you sure you're all right? You seem kind of out of it," said Hermione.

"...Oh yeah, I'm just a bit concerned about my potions test," Harry lied, hoping it would sound convincing. "In fact, I'm going to go study a little bit before classes start."

Ron and Hermione gave Harry kind of a bewildered look.

"I'm fine, really, I'll catch up later," said Harry doing his best to sound cheerful. The reassurance worked and their faces relaxed. Harry trotted out of the room trying not to run. He left the great hall and with no sign of Draco, set off for the Slytherin dorms. Part way there a voice called from behind him.

"I was wondering if you were coming," said Draco. Harry spun around as Draco emerged from a corridor.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Harry stuttered, rushing over and embracing him.

"Shhh...I'm fine. Pansy was pissing me off so I decided to leave," said Draco, "besides, I had a sneaking suspicion that you'd come after me."

Draco leaned in and kissed him lightly on the mouth.

"How about you? Are you okay?" Draco asked politely.

Harry shook his head dismissively

"I'm fine. Much better now that I'm with you" said Harry sweetly.

They kissed again, but with much more love and passion. After a few seconds they broke their kiss but remained in embrace.

"Tomorrow is a Hogsmede visit, how about we play sick and need...'bed rest'," Draco stated in an almost slutty tone.

"You know, I am feeling a bit...hot," said Harry, playing along.

"Then it's settled, we're much too sick to go."

The five-minute bell rang, notifying that it was time to get to class. They departed with a brief kiss then went their separate ways.

~~~~~~~~~~After dinner in the Gryffindor common room~~~~~~~~~

Harry was curled up in a wingback chair reading Quidditch through the ages for the twentieth time. Hermione and Ron sat opposite of Harry on the couch. Ron was reading 'Flying with the Cannons' and Hermione was pretending to be studying. She and Ron exchanged glances.

"So, uh, Harry...what do you plan buying at Hogsmede?" asked Ron trying to make cheap conversation.

"Oh, I don't think I'll be going...I'm not feeling so well," Harry stated trying to sound sickly.

"Perhaps we should take you to Madam Pomfrey" Hermione chimed in, walking over to check Harry's temperature.

"I'll be fine, really. I just need a rest."

Hermione reluctantly removed her hand as Harry got up and headed for the dorms.

"You guys have fun. I'm going to bed."

Harry went to bed and began to slip off his robes. His mind raced with thoughts of what events would occur tomorrow. He couldn't stop smiling at the thought of being with his one and only. He quickly slipped into his pajamas and fell asleep.