A.N I didn't get my friend to check this... well he did, but I didn't do any changes, so if you have a problem with spelling, buy the origanal Harry Potter. My declaimer is in the first chapter and I’m not re-writing it.

also sorry for the wait and this is the last chapter... it's longish. enjoy. and please R and R, this story has taken the micky out of me.

“What!” Hermione stood and paced around the deserted common room.

“Yeah Harry, I mean he’s Draco Malfoy your nemesis.” Ron added.

“It’s a trap, Harry don’t fall for it.” Hermione said, “He’s pretending to need you as a friend so he can kill you.”

Harry smirked “Yeah only a ‘little death’” his smile vanished when he realized what he just thought. “Oh Merlin I didn’t think that.”

“You’re wrong. He’s coming to the Muggle sport thing, and he needs support. He’s moving away from the bad stuff. Why won’t you believe me?” Harry argued his heart pounding, he frowned at them. He didn’t realize that he was standing.

“It’s not you we don’t trust mate.” Ron said.

“Harry are you okay? I mean you don’t have to get so worked up about it.” Hermione chipped in.

Harry Sighed, “I’m fine it’s just over the past two, I’ve been going to the hospital wing, and I think…” Harry hesitated Ron and Hermione where staring at him, “I think he’s not a bad person. Please give him a chance.”

“What I don’t mind beating him at any sport, but Harry….” Ron started

“Well, I guess it won’t hurt to keep a closer eye on him.” Hermione said, “Yeah I guess he can sit with us during break….”

“But it’s weird! He’s a Slytherin! Why can’t he hang out with them?” Ron was winning now and Harry couldn’t help but put on a pouty expression.

“Ginny’s dating Trey, he is in Ravenclaw.” Harry pointed out sourly.

“Yeah… but!”

“Look I’m gonna fetch him at break, and that’s it. Be nice.”

“Us be nice!” Ron wailed as only Ron could.

“Let’s go to breakfast, we have divination first and if I don’t eat before I go I’ll starve and I don’t want that so come.”

--

Ron was still sour faced during divination, and he still couldn’t see anything in the crystal ball. “Harry I’ve got it!” he suddenly exclaimed.

“What? What?”

“It’s the inside of your head… it’s empty.”

“You’re meant to be seeing your own future Ronald.” Harry said lamely, gazing into his own crystal ball, it swirled a bit, but nothing.

--

“Care of magical creatures next” Ron said they descended the ladder.

“Do you think Malfoy will be there?” Harry asked innocently.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Ron almost yelled.

So how “I’m sorry I was just wandering” didn’t seem to be the right thing to say, but what else could he say it was the truth… wasn’t it?

--

And then there was break. It seemed to have taken forever to come but it did, and so did Draco. He walked slowly towards, Ron, Hermione and Harry who were sitting by a tree near the lake. Harry smiled, Draco didn’t. He sat slowly next to Harry, saying hi as he did.

“So?” Hermione said trying to make conversation and easy the tension, “How are you feeling?”

Draco looked surprised for a split second, as though no one had ever asked him that before, “Um, I’m okay…err… thanks, how are you Hermione?”

She nodded, “I’m fine thanks.”

And then she turned her attention to Ron. Draco copied Harry and lay back on the grass.

“Check there’s a duck” Harry pointed to a cloud.

“Um Harry, that’s not a duck…” Draco pointed out.

“No it is, see there’s it’s beak and it’s tail and it’s being eaten by … um… a … a fox. See it has a fluffy tail and pointy ears.”

“It looks more as though it’s trying to shag the duck.” Draco calmly stated.

“Ew Malfoy that’s sick.” Hermione said her face twisted in horror.

Ron sniggered from Hermione’s other side, “Hey you’re right.”

“I’m always right” Malfoy chuckled turning to look at Harry who was starring at him.

Harry blushed and sat up. Not seeing Malfoys smirk.

-

His Grey Orbs turned to face Harry. They were so misty they reminded Harry of the crystals balls he and Ron couldn’t see threw and that was how Draco’s eyes where they hid everything below the surface. Of course it only took Harry another second to realize that he but been staring. He blushed slightly and sat up.

“It’s about time to go back inside.” Hermione said

“Double potions Arg….” Ron said, “Can’t we be late? Please luv.” he gave Hermione a small kiss.

“No Ron, stop it, remember what we said?”

“Grr yeah, but….”

“Later.”

“Harry give me a hand up… please.” Draco said.

“Sure” Harry said pulling Malfoy up, who staggered, and caught his balance by grabbing Harry’s shoulder.

“You sure you’re going to be alright by Saturday?” Harry asked tentively.

“Yeah.”

“Hey… um, we’ve got to go guys.” Hermione muttered taken aback by how close they where. Harry blushed again, he hadn’t really noticed, or he hadn’t minded.

--

Snape had been at the class early, but he had been for the past three days. Hermione collected the ingredients, for the truth serum.

Snape, had actually let her answer a question, and hadn’t yet deducted any points from them; maybe it was because Draco was with them.

“Groups of two Potter.”

“I’m with Hermione” Ron whispered quickly.

“Oh thanks.” Harry said sarcastically, “so Draco… I’ll go get the ingredients.”

“okay.” Draco said getting his tools.

--

Hermione, looked at Harry and Draco arguing over which way was a better way to extract the juice from the shriveled up beans.

“Ron, do you think….”

“Hum? How times where we meant to stir…”

“Ron! Let me do that.” Hermione took over, “we need this potion to be right.”

“Why?”

“Well… it might be useful.”

“What!”

--

“Draco” Snape said with a twisted smile on his face.

Draco had been leaning across Harry (who looked rather sheepish) to get the silver knife, which Harry had refused to pass him.

“Yes sir?”

“There’s ten minutes left. See me after class.”

“Yes sir.” Draco said he had been planning to anyway.

“Um, how are we gonna finish this in ten minutes?” Harry asked at there not nearly there potion.

Draco Shrugged. He’d never had this problem before, “you should have let me do this my way.”

“But my way’s better”

“You suck at potions. Everyone knows that.”

Harry pursed his lips and basically pouted, “meany!”

“Comes with the territory.” Draco said raising his eyebrows and smirking.

“What territory?” Harry asked confused

“Well being the hottest guy in the school of course.”

“Hey! No way, I got green eyes, and the whole hair thing going. You look like you’ve lived in the dark for to long.” Harry said obviously check him out.

“You look like you’ve been through the washing machine, except you’re no cleaner” Draco retorted also checking out the now blushing Harry. “And I’m beyond blushing.” When Draco said this Harry’s blush deepened. Chills ran down Draco’s spin, and he like it.

Snape said, “Times up.”

Hermione glared at Harry and Draco who had done practically nothing. Luckily Snape got too caught up in praising Hermione (who had gone the shade of crimson usually reserved for Ron’s ears) to notice that his favorite student hadn’t got a potion at all.

And the lesson ended, Harry, Ron and Hermione their books.

“So see you tomorrow Malfoy.” Harry said, as he left for his next lesson.

“Yeah bye Potter.” Draco replied without looking. Snape was gliding towards him, and he wasn’t sure what was going to happen. Or how much would actually be said.

“Pansy hasn’t been suspended, as I’m sure you’ve noticed Draco.” Snape said, sitting on the desk one in front of Draco, who nodded, “for your protection we’re moving you out of the Slytherin dorms”

“What!” Draco asked horrified.

“Well, we can’t expel Miss Parkinson and I know your mother will not be pleased if nothing it done.”

“Yeah … but.” Draco stopped. He didn’t really know what to say.

“And you do seem to making new friends.”

“Yeah… well.”

“So what is your decision?”

“What decision? Oh, yeah it depends on what you said to my mum, to make her send that howler.”

Snape looked annoyed, “I told her that the Dark lord is not forgiving. Narcissa is not stupid she knows that the dark lord is renowned for taking out whole families and he makes people pay.”

Draco narrowed his eyes, “but then she’s in danger.”

“Not necessarily Draco, just don’t do anything stupid. Keep your head, body and soul out of this.”

“I’m gonna I have to go to the Muggle sports thing with Harry and them.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“So how do you feel about Harry?”

Draco didn’t blush, his completion didn’t alow it, but then again, a slight barely noticeable pinkness had made it onto his cheeks. “Oh, um, he’s okay.”

“Yes, you’d better be off there is another class for you. Come back at the end of the day and I’ll show you to your room.”

“Thanks.”

And Draco left Snape, who actually chuckled to himself. “Your mum was right about you Draco.” He said to thin air.

-

It was Friday evening. Draco and Harry where hanging out in a corridor leaning against opposite walls, while Ron and Hermione gob-swapped somewhere. “So you still up to tomorrow?” Harry asked. The gray orbs seem clearer than ever.

Draco nodded but said, “Can’t you just trust me?”

Harry fidgeted and stood up. Draco’s eyes narrowed. And he too straightened up, a slightly hostile feeling burning in his heart. The same feeling that he had in previous years. The feeling he had named ‘loathing’.

Harry brushed his dark hair back, and moved towards Draco, he leaned forward and whispered, “Of course I can” his warm moist breath said more to Draco then the words. He fought to not pull Harry even closer. “But what’s the point in that.” Harry continued, before pulling away, his green eyes gleamed and an odd smile played on his lips. As he watched realizing dawn on Draco's perfect features. Draco raised an eyebrow suspiously(sp).

-

“Hey Hermione. I need to talk to you.” Harry said pulling her away from her books, “it’s urgent.”

“More import than my Ancient ruins test on Monday?” Hermione demanded following him out side.

“I bloody well hope so.” Harry said, “Besides it won’t be long.”

They stopped. Harry looked around, and then said. “What would you do if one of your friend where gay?”

Hermione gave Harry a skeptical look, “Ron isn’t gay. People are wrong!”

“Oh. Um, yeah Ron's straight; he never stops talking about you. Trust me it’s annoying.”

“Oh-Kay then who is?”

“Just tell me what you would do.”

Hermione shrugged. “I’d still be there friend. Why?”

“Well I’ve heard some rumors” Harry blushed; thank goodness it was dark, because lying to Hermione wasn’t easy.

-

Saturday had come quickly despite a bad nights sleep. Draco, Harry, Ron and Hermione headed down to the Quidditch field after breakfast with a few other learners, although not many seemed interested. There was no snow insight but it was still cold. Madam Hooch and the Muggle studies professor where there, dividing players into team. Hermione and Harry where on opposites sides from Ron and Malfoy which was a bit unfair since neither Ron or Malfoy knew how to play Hokey. Malfoy didn’t look too impressed with the slightly curved wooden stick in his hands. But he when to the middle, along with Harry (both playing center) “k, so we count together clashing our sticks on each count until three, then we try to get the ball to another player.”

“Is that is?” Malfoy asked Harry, “easy as pie.”

Harry laughed, “well, no but hey you should have been listening when the rules where explained.”

“One” they said together, “two, three” Harry quickly got the ball away from Malfoy. Although he wasn’t a push over thought the whole game, his side lost.

“I’ll beat you in Soccer Potter.”

“Is that a promise?”

“You bet it was.”

“Then you’d better keep it.”

“What?” Ron asked. The teams where different, Draco and Hermione and others vs. Ron Harry and other.

“Show your boyfriend what you’re made of Hermione” Draco said, “Because we’re gonna win.”

Hermione looked shocked, at this, but she played a good game.

It was an enjoyable action filled day. But the overall score was still tied by the time they’d been through a variety of Muggle sports.

“Ah, it’s over” Harry said wiping some sweet of his forehead.

“I like soccer.” Draco grinned, and sat next to him.

“I liked basket ball” Ron almost whispered.

“I like Red Rover.” Hermione Grinned.

“What?” all three guys asked. Ginny and trey and some other where also looking inquisitively at Hermione.

“Well um” she blushed. “Three people stand in the middle and everyone else is one side. They have to run to the other side without being caught and tackled to the ground by the people in the middle.”

“What if they get tackled?” an unknown hufflepuff asked.

“Well then they’re also in the middle. And when there are only three people who weren’t caught the sides are switched and they are on. The whole game starts all over again. Um but no magic can be used”

“Sounds violent” Malfoy said smirking.

“So who’s in?” Harry asked. Quite few people voluntaried(sp). And it was a good game. The first two rounds, and Draco and Harry had managed to stay on the same side. But on the third round a suicidal little kid, grabbed Malfoys ankles and he fell hard. Harry laughed and run away.

“I’m gonna get you Potter.”

“Why that sounds familiar.” Harry teased.

“Just start running Potter.” Malfoy said a gleam in his eye. Harry narrowly avoided Draco’s first attack. He stuck out his tongue “as always I’m faster than you Draco”.

“No you’re just lucky.”

“Run” someone in the center said. And this round Draco did catch Harry, but he refused to go down without a fight, and Draco wasn’t succeeding in tripping him. Hermione squealed, and tacked Draco, who unfortunately let go of Harry, but he got Hermione down easily.

“That was to close” Harry thought, as he devised a strategy to get past Malfoy, but all he could think of was running on the left (further from Draco) rather than the right. It wasn’t a great plan. Draco saw it coming and collided with Harry grabbing his shoulders as he did. The two rolled for a bit, and stopped with Draco on top and breathing hard. “I’ve got you were I want you now Potter.” He said staring into Harry’s green eyes, and absentmindedly his lips to. What wouldn’t he give to press his own against them, and taste the inside of Harry’s mouth….

Harry raised one eyebrow and said “me to” Draco smirked as Harry pulled him down and let his lips flutter over Malfoys, who soon caught them with his own, and slid his tongue into Harry’s mouth.

“OOH!” I knew it Hermione squealed delighted, but then she seemed to click in with reality! “Stop it, not in public.”

Draco and Harry didn’t even pull away…. Public not public, what was the difference. They had what they wanted.

-

Narcissa your suspicions were right. Draco’s a good and gay guy.

Yours,

Severus.