Harry thinks he fell in love with Draco Malfoy from the start of 8th year.
Harry thinks it started when Draco, with shy footsteps and disheveled hair slinked up to him during potions class and apologised. Harry had looked up at Draco’s sparking grey eyes and nodded, soft but sure forgiveness was given. Harry hadn’t realized that Draco had dropped him a note while apologizing until after the lesson ended.When he did, Harry opened the note and was surprised to find that it was a list of elegantly written instructions on how to perfectly craft every potion in the 8th year syllables. At the bottom was a lazy scrawl of “You’ll need this potter” Signed off with a “D.L.M” at the end of the scroll.
Harry thinks it started when he and Draco were playing Quidditch, when Harry almost fell off his broom due to a Bulger, when Draco had cast a pillowing charm at the ground with haste.Harry confronted Draco about this later, but the blonde denied it with rosy cheeks. Harry nodded along.
Harry thinks it started when he was sitting at the library and a head of platinum blonde hair came bobbing towards him, sitting down silently next to him with a book tightly clasped in his hands “Hey” Harry had said, “Potter” Malfoy had nodded, the conversation went on from there. And once it ended, Harry headed back to his dorm. “Where were you?” Hermione asked, later that night, “In the library” Harry said, “For 5 hours?” Hermione inquired, arching her eyebrow. “Oh” Harry had muttered then.
Harry thinks it started when he moved under the invisibility cloak late one night, heading to the kitchens for a midnight snack when In the midst of doing so, he stumbled into the Astronomy tower where a familiar blonde head was staring up and out into the sky. Harry joined Draco shortly after grabbing a few chocolate croissants from the kitchen.The pair sat back to back, Warmth seeping out from one to the other and the unlikely two stared at the stars in silence, revelling in each others presence.
Harry thinks it started when he passed Draco in Hogsmade, when he saw Draco with a carefree smile playing on his lips, starlit eyes with rosy cheeks. Harry had wanted to say hi, but Ron had pulled him away to George’s joke shop. He got hit several times on the head that day by Hermione for zoning out.
Harry thinks started when he and Draco were paired together in Herbology and Draco had trouble unplugging a certain plant from its deep rooted soil. Harry had, without a second thought, enclosed his hands around Draco's before helping him pull. Harry tried not to notice how fast his heart was pounding and how Draco smelled like Vanilla. Draco stammered out something about him having to use the loo before rushing away after that.Draco didn't come back that lesson.
Harry thinks it started when Harry was showing Draco a muggle contraption during lunch while they were sitting close under an apple tree. “Its a record player Draco. And thats a earphone” Harry had said, grinning. Draco scrunched up his nose, but did not object when Harry shoved one side of the earphone into his ear, and the other, into his own. Soon enough, Draco started to bob his head to the music, only to stop hastily with unintelligible blabber when Harry spotted this. “'s alright, i won’t laugh, you can continue” Harry said, smirking with mirth. Draco huffed, but his head soon found its way back to the beat.
Harry thinks it started when the memories of war crept up on him late one night until it became too much to bear, so Harry had headed to the bathroom and cried. Draco had came in shortly after, claiming that he had heard Harry’s troll like cries and decided to take pity on him. He did. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and rocked him with gentleness Harry never knew him capable of, staying by his side without question. Harry had fell asleep in Draco’s arms that night, but when he woke up to the coldness of his own bed. Harry told himself he wasn’t disappointed.
Harry thinks it started when Draco had quietly slid up to him during breakfast the next morning and asked him how he was doing, Harry, embarrassed, had told him he was fine and walked away quickly. Only to be stopped by a warm hand on his shoulder, Harry turned around to find Draco giving him a soft look. “It’s ok Harry” Draco had said, before walking away.Potter realised Draco had called him by his first name only after he stopped rubbing the spot where his hand once was.
Harry thinks it started when Harry and Draco were at a ball for 8th and 7th years. Harry had been lounging across a chair and Draco had been going around and striking up conversations with the other 8th years. Somehow, Harry just couldn’t keep his eyes off Draco, his dashing eyes, his cunning smile, his hearty laugh, his soft looking hair and the grace he held when doing practically anything. After a short while, Hermione came over with Ron trotting by her side, she took one look at Harry, then took one at Draco, and sighed.
Harry thinks it started when Draco and him had too much booze at a House unity party and were stumbling arm in arm together across the quiet corridors of Hogwarts.
Laughing drunkenly at anything remotely amusing.Clinging on to each other, they ran through the hallways and in the end, ended up tangled with each other against a brick wall. The two stared at each other, quiet pants filling the space. Harry's eyes stared into grey and Draco into green, their hearts beating together in sync. They broke eye contact when a prefect came marching down the halls.
Harry thinks that it started when Draco and Harry had trotted off towards the forest after dinner, much to their friends curiosities. Draco had found a willow to climb up and urged harry to join him “Up here” but Harry had declined fearing that he would fall. Draco had insulted. him but true to Harry's word, fallen down a few moments later upon facing a hardy squirrel, but Harry had caught him. And Draco had stared at Harry long after he put him down with a look that could only be described as adoration. “You're beautiful” Draco had whispered to Harry then, “What?” Harry had asked, heart constricting in his chest. Draco shook his head profusely with blushing cheeks when Harry asked him to repeat himself.
Harry thinks that during all the those incidents, he fell in love with Draco over and over again. He thinks that he wakes up and falls in love with Draco every single day. For with Draco, it was always a start, a start to a life that Harry have always wanted, had always needed. And so, Harry has finally decided to grow a pair and do something about it.
"I love you" were the first 3 syllables Harry has uttered this morning. Now, he pants heavily, hands shaking on the shoulders of Draco, waiting for a reply. Standing as still as a stick in the middle of the student filled corridors. "I love you too" were the words that made the surrounding student body erupt into applause.