Chapter 14
CHAPTER 14
March 6
“I can't do this.” Harry sighed for the tenth time that day. He had, had enough of this stupid potions assignment.
“Yes, you can. Try again if you still don't get it I will explain it to you.”
“Or you can just say the answer.”
“That would not help you and I finished that assignment yesterday so it won't help me either.”
“At least give me a hint.”
“A hint? Let's see. For this question, the properties of the end product does not matter as much as the properties of the ingredients do.”
“That is not a hint.”
“Yeah well that is all you are getting.”
“You can't be serious.”
“I am. The theory behind this was covered in Second year. You just have to find a way to apply it for the given question.”
“How am I supposed to remember that.”
“A lot of people can and it is expected of you to remember all the things you learn here for the rest of your life. If you have a problem with 4 years then kiss the Auror position goodbye.”
“Why do I even need potions to become an Auror?”
“One. It is a requirement. Two. You need to have some basic knowledge before you, the reckless idiot, set out to catch an illegal potions dealer. A lot of Aurors have become permanently disabled because that didn't know what they were getting into.”
That explains why Ron is putting extra effort into potions. Unsurprisingly, Hermione is thrilled about it.
“I still hate it.”
“I seriously do not know how you qualified for NEWTs level in potions.”
“If I had got even one question wrong, I wouldn't have. I was a really close call.”
It was also the moment he realized that while Snape may be an asshole in every way, he was truly impartial and obscenely strict with grading papers.
“Yeah, well unless you want to be hired for your fame, which I know you don't, you'll have to either get 5 Exceed expectations or 4 Outstanding and 1 Acceptable. So ‘ I barely made it’ won't do.”
“Fine.” He huffed. And worked on the assignment for a while. Worked on, means staring at the question and trying to figure out what was happening. He had given up on that question and the next and completed the remaining part of the assignment when he saw Draco pack up.
“That is it? You're done!?!”
“It has been 175 minutes since we came here. Of course I am done.”
What. He only started potions. It can't have been three hours already. But thankfully he had already completed everything he needed for tomorrow's class. He thinks as he pops another chocolate, the last one, and Merlin it tastes amazing.
“You have more of this ?”
“Oh, I wish. My friends stole the rest.”
“Can you just tell me the answers for these three questions and then I'll be done too.”
“Oh, you want me to answer these questions.” he asks, voice dripping with innuendo.
Not again. Oh, Merlin, he always does this, talks in that bedroom voice randomly and teases Harry to no
end.
He still remembers the last time he did that, Harry had to think of Vernon stripping for Petunia to calm down. In McGonagall's class. The only thing worse would be Snape's class.
He comes behind Harry and licks the spot behind his ear.
“Asphodel root , Moonstone ,and beetle legs.”
Draco sucks on his earlobe and Harry stifles a whimper. He is not going to give Draco that satisfaction. He thinks he will have endure Draco's sweet torture for a long time this time but Draco steps away.
“Come on get up, I have an idea.”
“What is it this time?”
He gets up and Draco waves his wand and slow and sensual music starts filling the room.
Draco turns on his heels and stretches his hand out.
“Care to dance?”
“What! No way, I can’t dance. I will just make a fool out of myself.”
“Because you aren’t one already ? Now come on, take my hand.”
“Draco, I seriously suck, you’ll probably get nightmares.”
“Oh, please do you really think you would be the worst dancer I have met? Now, come on, we’ll go slow. Not going to ask again.”
“You’ll regret this”He says and takes Draco’s hand.
“Other hand on my shoulder, and follow my steps alright. It's easy.”
Draco instantly takes the lead and starts twirling them around. Harry is not sure how many times he steps on his toes or stumbles, but Draco is being rather patient.True to his word, Draco takes it slow. Until he starts going fast. And again, he should not be allowed to look that sexy and this music and pace is sending Harry’s brain on overdrive. He twirls them around and bends Harry. For a moment, it was as if time stopped.
They look into each other's eyes and Harry's grip on Draco's shoulders tightens. He doesn't know who leaned in first and in a moment, they were kissing.
"I think " I love you " I am a little dizzy. "
Holy shit he was an idiot. It was almost out. He is really as reckless as Draco tells him he is. Draco straightens them both and he looks extremely concerned. Couldn't he have said something else.
"Are you okay? Was I too fast?"
"No,it's okay. Dancing does that to me. Remember fourth year?"
"There is still about half an hour before dinner, you should go see Pomfrey."
"What no, I am fine. Just need to put some food in me that is all."
Draco caressed his cheek and lifted his chin.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Totally. We...uh.. we should probably try this again, sometime."
"Once my poor toes heal after your assault on them?"
"I wasn't that bad. "
"Yes,you were. How about I step on your toes and then you talk to me."
"No, you are too much of a perfectionist to step on my toes while we dance."
"Perfectionist? Have you been hanging out with Pansy in secret because you sounded just like her now."
"Not again. How many times have I told not to bring her up when we are together."
"Why, because you are jealous of her" He is enjoying this way too much now. And Harry is still recovering from his slip up.
"What no! God. Are you ever going to let me live it down."
"No need to call me God, Potter. And come on, why does that affect you so much."
What the hell does he mean why!
"Because I was jealous of your gay friend who has a girlfriend. It is embarrassing."
"Oh,he's embarrassed, how cute."
"Shut up."
"Now, if the dizziness gets bad, don't be an idiot, go to the infirmary. Got it?"
"Yeah. Same time, tomorrow?"
"Let's meet the day after tomorrow, I have quidditch practice."
Draco turns around to go but Harry grabs his arm,
"So, I won't even be getting a kiss now."
"In an open corridor, how inconspicuous. "He says but leans in for a quick kiss anyway.
Harry needs that reassurance of Draco lips against his, their arms wrapped around each other. He almost let it slip and he knows they have been dating for a while but it is too soon for that kind of confession and he is afraid Draco will leave.
When Draco finally lets go after a couple minutes, it just feels way too soon.