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"Shit!" Draco said.
He had just seen which room was his... and who his roommate was.
"Professor McGonagall, I can't share a room with Potter! It just won't work. I mean, we tried to kill each other last year!" By this point, Draco was pretty much screaming. Before McGonagall could respond, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
When Harry walked in, he looked at Draco and said, "I thought you'd be here. I don't care who my roommate is either way so I don't really want a part in this. It's entirely up to you and McGonagall."
"Harry looks bad, almost like he hasn't slept in weeks." Draco thought. "Wait, why do I care if he's slept or not, it's not like he matters to me."
"Thank you, Mr. Potter. You may go."
Harry nodded and walked out of Professor McGonagall's office.
"Now, Mr. Malfoy, I'm afraid there is nothing to be done about your living situation. You will be sharing a room with Mr. Potter. We are trying to promote house unity, you know."
Draco ran a hand through his hair (he didn't slick it back anymore, he preferred to wear it down), and walked back to the room he shared with bloody Potter.
"Of all the people I could have had for a roommate it had to be Saint Potter. Of course it did." He thought.
*****
Harry was tired. He hadn't had a good night's sleep in probably 6 months. It was the damn nightmares. He couldn't get rid of them and no one wanted to sleep in the same room as him anymore because he would wake up screaming in the middle of the night.
"Draco's probably going to force McGonagall to move him when he realizes he'll be woken up at 3 am every morning from me screaming." Harry thought.
Just then, Draco walked in and looked at Harry.
"Umm, why are you laying in the middle of the room, doing nothing?" he asked.
"Life." was Harry's only response.
"Well, if that's the case, I might as well join you." Draco said, laying down next to Harry and staring up at the ceiling. They stayed like that, completely silent, until it was time for dinner. When they walked into the Great Hall, the first thing Harry noticed was that instead of the normal four house tables, there were five. Professor McGonagall stood up.
"As you may have noticed, there are five tables this year instead of the usual four. This is because, in the spirit of house unity, we have decided that all of the 8th years will eat together."
Harry saw Draco clench his fists out of the corner of his eye. They walked over to their table and sat down, ready to eat. The plates immediately filled with food and everyone dug in.
After a couple of minutes of silence, Harry asked Draco, " Why didn't you get angrier at me earlier? The Draco I know would have flipped out at me. You were almost...nice."
Draco shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't really know. I guess I just don't have enough energy in me to be a prat." he said. "Because of the nightmares." he added in his head.