Walking back along the school grounds, the golden trio of Gryffindor laughed and joked together. It had been a warm day for September but it was now turning colder. Harry hid a chuckle as Ron grumbled about Fang's need to drool all over him every time they headed down to the gamekeepers home. Upon reaching the castle they followed the groups of students as they piled back in.
"Well, well, well what do we have here? Potter, a weasel and a mud blood. Sneaking about trying to be a hero again?" Malfoy smirked as Ron's ears turned red and he gritted his teeth. Hermione sighed and grabbed Ron's arm while Harry glared at the blonde teen.
"What we do is none of your business ferret," They stood just outside the entrance hall on the steps. The wind was picking up while rain threatened to fall, "Move Malfoy, don't want your hair getting ruined do you by the rain."
Malfoy glared back as a reply before turning and walking up the steps, his bodyguards, Crabbe and Goyle, following. Hermione released Ron, her eyes continuing to watch Malfoy "Have you guys noticed how Malfoy always seems to appear lately, almost like he's following us?"
"I don't know and I don't care to be honest, come on its cold out here and I'm hungry." Ron wrapped his arms around his body as his teeth chattered. Harry nodded in agreement and continued up the steps leading into the grand entrance. Inside the trio made their way into the Great hall, Harry glanced over at the Slytherin table where Malfoy glared at him. Arching an eyebrow Harry couldn't help but roll his eyes at the boy.
'God how I hate Potter and his friends.' Malfoy watched as the trio entered, frowning he saw Potter glance his way before turning back to his friends. His heart did a little summersault, 'who am I kidding I can't hate those eyes, I can't hate Potter.'
Groaning Malfoy dropped his head in his hands while his friends looked at him concerned.
"Draco dear, are you feeling ok?" Pansy hesitantly placed a hand on his shoulder, while glancing at Blaise who shrugged; they both looked in the direction of the blond before he'd hid his face. Both pair of eyes stopped at the raven teen seated at the table of red.
Turning back to each other they shook their heads slightly. Blaise leant closer to Draco's ears preventing any other Slytherin from overhearing.
"Don't tell me you're pining over Potter again?"
Draco slumped his body down, his arms now covering his head. Moaning Draco's words were just heard, "Ok I won't tell you."
'I hate myself, I like Potter, I love Potter, I need Potter, I want Potter.'
"Look at Potter and his stupid friends, I honestly don't see the appeal of a Gryffindork myself," At Pansy's words Draco lifted his head, using the excuse to watch his obsession. At that moment Harry was laughing at Ron who had gotten chocolate cake squashed in his face by Hermione. Smiling Draco loved the way the raven-haired teen laughed.
"But if you want him as much as you say, then why not just go get him?" Draco reluctantly moved his eyes from the still smiling Harry to his best friend who looked curiously at him.
"Don't you think I've thought of that?" Draco turned back to look at Harry, "He hates me, nothing I do will make him want me back, he'll think it's a trap, a prank or that I lost a bet."
Pansy turned to look at the raven-haired teen, "What if we call a truce, with the whole trio"
"We?" Blaise frowned.
"Yes. You, me and Draco. We all call a truce, be friendly with them for a while, and get their trust. Then we get information from Granger and Weasley...don't give me them looks, we need to start getting used to calling them that. Harry won't want a boyfriend that his best friends don't get along with."
Biting his lip Harry tired not laugh as Hermione removed the plate from Ron's face, the cake it once held was now all over him.
"That'll teach you for calling me fat," Hermione returned to her seat, a smile threatening to surface as her frown faded. Unable to hold it in any more Harry burst out laughing giving the okay for Neville and Ginny to also laugh.
Wiping the cake off his face Ron frowned at his so-called best mate. Seeing the look he was receiving Harry tried to calm himself,
"S…sorry Ron, it…it just that," laughing again Harry clutched his sides with one arm while he used the other to point at Ron's face as a piece dropped onto his lap. His ears growing red Ron cleaned himself with a swish of his wand before looking at Hermione, "Look Hermione I didn't say you were fat I just said chocolate cake can make you fat and you should watch your figure,"
All food was suddenly moved out of reach from the brunette as her anger reappeared on her face, Hermione glared at Ron before blanking him and talking to Ginny.
Finally getting control of himself Harry tried to look sympathetic at his best friend, "so…" Looking round Harry dared to ask, "Is the cake nice?"
"Harry!" Ron smiled as he changed the conversation to Quiddich, after a few minutes Harry could feel someone watching him. Frowning he glanced round the room before his eyes came in contact with grey ones that were staring right at him. Glaring back Harry was unnerved when Draco smiled and winked before standing and heading out the Hall, his usual group in toe. What was that about?
Malfoy stood outside the potions class, his face expressionless, eyes searching the group of students dressed in red.
"Where is he?" Draco folded his arms, "This isn't going to work if he disappears and doesn't turn up for class!"
"Don't worry Draco he's always late to potions, he hates this class remember," Pansy stroked Draco's arm in reassurance.
"Wouldn't think Snape is Gryffindor's favourite teacher," Blaise leant against the wall, casually glancing up the corridor.
"Yeah well, Snape will be here soon and then I'll have to wait till the end of class. That's if he doesn't do a runner like he normally does at the end of lessons..."
His sentence trailed off as Draco became distracted by a mop of messy raven hair rounding the corner.
"Show time," Draco licked his lips excitement pulsing through his veins.