Chapter 21
"So who you taking to this Holiday Ball then Har? I've heard this Hufflepuff girl Lucy is desperate for you to ask her." Ron smirked.
Oh Merlin, he'd completely forgotten that at some point his friends would know who exactly he was taking to the ball. He panicked.
"I don't think I'll be going mate, not really in the mood for it."
Harry supposed he could just lie for now and then just surprise them at the ball. He could always make out that he hadn't intended to go and it was a last minute thing, so he just went with Draco. Yeah, that sounded plausible.
"Harry, you should go! It'll be fun, and good for you to get out and enjoy yourself."
'Get out and enjoy' meant, 'away from Draco' to his friends, but he was sick of trying to explain it to them.
"Don't sorry guys, maybe I'll actually catch up on my homework? Who knows."
They let him drop the subject and so the conversation moved on to Ron wanting to get a new broom. Just then Harry's favourite blonde walked through the doors of the common room.
"I'll be back now."
As quickly as he could, without seeming like he was running he occupied the seat opposite Draco, who was sat on a desk writing away.
"Hello Draco."
When he looked up and realised that Harry was sitting before him, his beyond perfect face broke into a huge grin.
"Hello Harry."
"Whatcha doing?"
"Homework, like you should be."
"It's tiring enough just watching you do it, so I'll just stick with that."
"Okay well don't expect me to basically do it for you, like I've done the last three times."
"I can't help it if you get frustrated and take the quill off me!"
"True..."
Everything always felt so easy with Draco, like Harry could just be himself and not worry about anything except living in the moment.
"I do need your help now you mention it..."
"Oh merlin, not another transfiguration essay again?"
"No no, I um don't know what to wear to the Holiday Ball..."
Draco's smile turned itself into a teasing smirk.
"So the boy who never combs his hair is asking for fashion advice? Well well, this is a turn of events."
"Oh shit up, you'd only take the piss if I wore something shit so I may as well save myself the pain and ask now!"
"I am flattered actually, okay then tomorrow we'll see what could suit you, d'you get it? Suit you?"
Despite himself Harry couldn't help but giggle slightly, intoxicated by the thought that he'd be spending the whole day with Draco tomorrow.