Who Are You?

"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"

"DRACO!" yelled Blaise, still half awake. Draco rubbed his eyes sleepily and forced himself to sit up, switching the alarm off.

"What's the time?" asked Theo, from under his covers.

"Half past eight," replied Draco, glancing at the clock. He looked back checking the time again. "Oh my god! We overslept!" he screamed. Soon, the dormitory was filled with clothes flying around and everyone was trying to find their last minute items for class.

"Where's my tie?"

"Its over there, on that chair."

"I need my potions stuff. Prof Snape is going to kill me!"

"Calm down everyone," said Draco, trying not to freak out like the others. "We've got fifteen more minutes to get ready and eat breakfast. I'll get the food and just get ready in five minutes, okay?"

Everyone nodded at this order and as soon as Draco had left, the panic had started again.

When Draco arrived back to his dormitory, he was surprised to find a tidied room and his four friends, neatly dressed.

He looked over to Blaise, who was looking guilty.

"Fine. I made everyone dress nicely and cleaned the room," Blaise confessed. "It was an opportunity and I took it."

Draco laughed at his best friend and passed around the food.

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"Sorry Professor Snape. We promise we won't be late again," said Draco, with a genuine smile.

Blaise and the others smiled innocently at the professor. Snape waved them away with his hand to their desks.

"That's so annoying. They can come late to class and they don't even get detention, let alone points taken. We talk in class and a week worth of detention," complained Ron.

"If you don't want points taken away, then don't talk," said Harry, while taking notes on the lesson.

"What's with him?" Ron asked Hermione. "He's even taking notes!"

"Let him take notes. At least he's not like you. Relying on me to take notes for you." replied Hermione. She started another page of notes. Ron tuned out the drawl of the potions professor and rested his head on the desk.

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Snape had just finished the lesson for the period and started giving out the homework assignments.

"For this week's homework, you will be in groups of two and will be writing a report on a potion of your choice. It will have to be around 5 pages of parchment long, each 3 foot. Now for your partners." He began reading the names of the list held up in front of him.

"Zabini, Granger. Malfoy, Potter. Goyle, Weasley. Crabbe, Parkinson...." he read.

Harry already tuned out after Snape had said his name after Draco's.

"Great! Working with Malfoy for a whole week. That should be exciting," he thought.

Meanwhile, Draco was too happy to think.

"Working with Harry would be great! Hold on. Why am I thinking that? Do I like him? Oh my god! I think I do!" His head was filled with thoughts.

"Class is dismissed," said Snape after reading the partners for the project.

Everyone filed out and started walking to their next class.

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At dinner, Harry was watching Ron finish his plate of food. Getting disgusted, he turned himself away and saw Draco at the Slytherin table. Their eyes met for a split second but Draco quickly turned away, blushing.

"Draco blushing?" Harry wondered. "That's new." He turned back to the table and started grabbing some food for dinner. "A leaf of lettuce, a slice of tomato and a slice of cheese," Harry muttered to himself as he picked each up.

"Harry? Is that all you're eating?" asked Ron, with a worried look.

"Yep!" answered Harry happily. "I've decided to go on a diet. There are too many calories in this world."

"Are you okay? You seem to be having a lot of mood swings these days," said Ron. "Is there something you need to tell me?"

"NO! There is nothing I need to tell you!" shouted Harry angrily.

"Okay, okay. I'm just going to mind my own business and get back to my meal," sighed Ron.

After awhile of taking small bites out of his cheese and vegetables, Harry looked up at Ron.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly. Ron looked up and nodded his head, accepting Harry's apology.

"So. I'll see you later, okay?" said Harry, happy again. Ron waved goodbye and went back to his drumstick.

Harry skipped to the entrance of the Great Hall while singing quietly to himself. On his way there, something happened. The problem was that Harry had his eyes closed while he was singing and you can't see where you're going if your eyes are closed. So, the result of this event was Harry crashing into someone.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry," apologised Harry. "Somebody should have told me you shouldn't have your eyes closed when you're skipping. Here, need a hand?" Harry held out a hand to the person of the floor. The guy took Harry's hand and stood up, with Harry's help.

"Thanks, I needed that. I wasn't watching where I was going," the guy said, smiling at Harry. Harry just stared at the person standing in front of him, shocked by his beauty and realised who the guy was for the first time.

"Hi."