Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Finding You ❯ Potions and Speech ( Chapter 5 )

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Finding you

Disclaimer:I do not own anything Harry Potter and I do not profit from these writings.

‘Thought’ “Talking”

Harry/Draco, M/M Warning.

Note: Voldomort is dead; Harry defeated him in his sixth year. All death eaters are in Azkaban and Draco’s only family is his mother and Severus his godfather. I know it has no Povs but it would just confuse me when I write and I know the characters are kind of out of character but I can’t help it this is my first Harry Potter story.

Sorry for the long time between this and the last chapter I moved homes so...lots to sort out and lots to do. Sorry this chapter maybe really utterly worthless but I was out of synch with my story so I am sure I will get it back.
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Chapter 5

Harry's Pov -

Arriving at my potions class, the books from the library on bonding stashed in my school bag I took my usual seat next to Draco, not having to fake the distasteful look this class unlike the last few. I was so agitated, no agitated isn't it, it's too simple, bloody out of my mind would be closer, yes that's it. I was bloody out of my mind at the idea of this bond, I wasn't allowed to plan anything of my own in life, what happened, did fate come along and look at me and go 'poor chap, doesn't look like he can handle making his own decisions lets bloody path his life out!' ok I'm sure they would say that with more calm and less anger but close enough to what it feels like, by this count I'm not even allowed to fall in love by myself. 'How depressing....that git better not have done this....' for once in the last few days I was so close to angry and hateful at him that I nearly believed I had simply dreamed the whole last few days up.

I spared a glance to my right to see Draco the boy that was despite not on my good list at this second the only thing on my mind, or more or less the only thing. I had never seen a more blank face from him, he looked positively natural in his Slytherin role but yesterday and last night in the dream he had.....smiled. Did I just imagine it all, I could test the waters but I'm not sure at this point I really wanted too with the idea of this bloomin bond in mind still, deeply rooted and not budging even when I hit it with a sledge hammer, 'hmm maybe I should try an anti-sticking charm on my brain, dangerous but helpful...'. My reckless train of thought came to a stop when Snape started the class, his deep voice booming over the class explaining today’s assignment, I noticed when he gave out warning's he kept his eyes on me, 'git' thinking that I almost wished he could read my mind to hear my insult, I grinned as I turned to the boy sitting next to me, Malfoy to ask what the plan for the paired lab was but he was already looking at me with something akin to confusion 'now what?'

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Draco's Pov -

Having left from one class to another my mind hazy and useless for all I could say, I managed to get there early, I sat in my seat, staring helplessly at the one next to me knowing in a few minutes Potter would be in it, hopefully giving me one of those smouldering gazes with a smirk or maybe a little note with some horny comment, I couldn't help feeling like this even though I knew deep down I was acting like some kind of love sick prat and it needed to stop! I sighed mentally, holding up my cold mask for all to see, feeling a warm body slide into the chair beside me I looked to him discreetly but the expression I was met with wasn't what I expected, he was glaring, he was angry and he wasn't paying me the slightest bit of attention,' that that....' I couldn't think of a word for him right now that added up to bad and brainless but I knew what I meant so it didn't matter.

After listening to uncle Sev's lecture, oops I wasn't meant to call him that oh never mind not like anyone heard me, I turned my head to look at the golden boy, unaware I was projecting my feelings which at this time were confusion. 'Why in devils is he mad? I didn't do anything. Oh Merlin why do I feel so bloody girly about all this?’ I noticed his sudden grin and then muttered so only he would hear "Potter...?" my answer was just "Yes Malfoy?" the tone neither angry nor happy but at least calm. "Your mood swings are starting to make me dizzy" I saw a look of frustration on his face and the only thing I could think was 'Join the club'.

Watching him I came to gather he wasn't feeling peachy right now and well I could relate to that but I held my own emotions aside for the time being. "D-Malfoy just forget -everything-, I want to make it out of this class alive and....with no oddly coloured patches of skin so let’s just get this experiment done and over with....." I blinked a little, just slightly rippling the edges of my cold and set mask before it was firmly back in place again, 'he wanted to forget everything, well if he wanted to forget about that bloody hot kiss from yesterday then he wouldn't be pinning me against any walls again!' turning my attention to the black board for information on the potion we were going to -attempt- to make I got up leaving him sitting there with a confused and if not slightly agitated expression as I went to the supply cupboard with other students to pick out the ingredients.

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No Pov

The rest of the joint potions class between the Slytherin and the Gryffindors went by without much to write home about except for the small explosion caused when Harry unknowingly put in the wrong ingredient to the cauldron which he had trusted Draco to hand to him 'stupid prat I knew I should have just got it myself' Harry thought sulkingly as he cleaned the last of the now ruined potion up and sat back in his seat, all the while ignoring the snickers coming from a few Slytherins spotted around the room with the Gryffindor paired lab partner. Malfoy on the other hand was feeling almost elated at having annoyed the other boy about as much if not more as much as he had irritated him 'serves him right'. Of course he ignored the little feeling in the back of his mind that niggling little feeling that said guilty all over it. He wasn't guilty; Malfoys don't in any way get guilty. 'Maybe a little' No no, not guilty at all. The deciding factor between this tiny brain argument was when H-'saint potter' got tripped up on the way out of the class, he smirked one of those Malfoy smirks feeling all the better about himself. That was until after he had gotten out of the classroom and walked at least for five minutes to his room and suddenly if not a little scarily in his opinion gotten yanked into the trophy room.

"Who th- Potter! What in merlins nam-.." he got cut off by a hand clamped over his mouth by, yes one Harry Potter, he muffled his protest but all in all went quiet till the hand moved ever so slowly, too slowly if you asked him, from his mouth and back to the Gryffindors side. He gave a full on glare at the other and crossed his arms over his chest, letting his agitation show as he started to ask again what the boy was up to. "Why did y-." "Draco what in merlins name is wrong with you?!" the hushed but obviously angry whisper resounded from Harry's mouth before the little snake could finish his sentence and it didn't stop there.

"You sabotaged our potion, after yesterday I thought you would be a little kinder but obviously I was wrong!" his voice still low in a whisper to keep the other students from hearing them, they had the trophy room to themselves thankfully. "Listen saint Po-..." "I mean what the heck where you thinking, trying to get that greasy git to fail us already?!" Draco had for all his patience had enough of this, that was the third time the other boy had interrupted him so he all but stomped up to the taller boy and slapped him, I'll tell you the raven haired boy wasn't expecting that. Harry stood there in shock a moment before he glared at the blonde. "What was -that- for?"

Draco made a sound that if any other person did it would be known as a huff, he just calls it a sound of disinterest hah! "What for? Am I hearing thing's or was it you that just interrupted me....three bloody times?!" Harry stood there blinking before he frowned "Alright alright I did, now will you answer my questions?" the small snake shook his head and walked from him to the other side of the room where he looked out of one of the castles many windows, this one being in the dungeon however was spell cast to show what outside may be like "I only did what I have been doing since year 1".

The raven haired boy shook his head impatiently and kept his gaze on the other, staying put "Malfoy things have changed since year 1 can't you grow up already or do you like playing hard to get.." he suddenly stopped himself realising what he had said and thinking 'hang on, I was meant to be trying to go against all these stupid bond feelings and I practically just flirted with him!', he felt a sudden tightening in his chest and gasped quietly, at first the other boy just pretended to ignore his comment but then Draco hearing his gasp looked at him blinking "What? What is it?....Potter?" Harry all but growled "Nothing I'm fine just....there's something you should know...”. The silver eyed boy gulped slightly, he knew he wasn't going to like this.
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The Gryffindor proceeded to tell the ice prince everything about the bonds he had read in the library, even bringing out the books he had borrowed, if it had been any other reason for it Harry would have laughed at the outraged look on the blondes face, he almost looked cute 'no no not cute not cute', "ngh" he covered his heart with his hand, 'that feeling again' the tightness back for only a moment, the other boy busy ranting about why him and why a Potter missed his behaviour entirely, 'thankfully he's too self involved right now'. When he had stopped whining, oh excuse me, diplomatically ranting about the bond he sat himself down wearily against the wall under the window "So it's....permanent?" Harry nodded solemnly from where he stood just four foot in front of him

"But put it this way at least now we can put petty arguments aside and Gryffindor will have one less enemy right?" the boy sitting just shrugged very un-Malfoyish and sulked there, so it was in Harrys favour to sit beside him, bodies both touching from shoulder to ankle. "Come on....gimmie one of your sharp insults or a glare...." he waited...but nothing. His eyes glanced over his face, seeing a strand of blonde hair falling against the soft skin of his temple, he moved it aside gently, unsure why and not wanting to know, he also didn't want to know why he suddenly felt like holding him close in his arms or why he felt a tempting whisper in the back of his head as his finger came into contact with his skin. He tried again in vain to ignore this along with the flutter in his chest seeing Draco so down on himself, so upset by this bond that still neither liked, he let his hand rest on the boys cheek, trailing finger tips over his jaw then cupping his chin to turn his head so he could look into now surprised eyes. "P-Potter what...what ar-..." he was cut off 'yet again' when Harrys lips descended on his gently, though this time he wasn't complaining, a rising beat of his heart made him feel suddenly flushed as he kissed back slowly, softly 'maybe this isn't so bad after all'.

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End Chapter Five