If you only knew
Oh, I lose control, when I hear your body move
Through the walls in the next room,
Oh I lose control, when I hear your body move
And I'm dying to break through
To the next room
"This is your entire fault you know." muttered Harry.
A snort was his reply. "How did you work that one out?" Hermione said a she turned a page in the muggle newspaper she was reading. "Really Harry," she continued "don't blame me, blame your obsession that's where the problem lays."
"Of course I blame you" Harry said sitting up while shooting a glare to Hermione, who looked quite absorbed in her newspaper. "Who was it that was nagging me to buy the bloody place, who was going all 'Oh Harry it's absolutely divine'."
"I don't sound like that." Hermione snapped
'" Actually Hermione," said Ginny. "You kind of do." She kicked away from the balcony rails and wiggled her way towards Neville.
They were out on Harry's balcony taking in the light afternoon breeze. They had a pretty view of muggle London and a surrounding park. The sounds of the park drafted up; letting in the laughter and squeals of the children below. The whole mood seem to contrast with Harry tense one, which was first relax as he was surrounded by friends but soon changed when he noticed a certain blonde had also made plans to entertain on his own baloney, which was a replica of Harry's , on this particular afternoon. The bastard.
Harry found that he could not keep his eyes off the blonde moron. He shifted his chair, which had make it through three generations of murderous Blacks, winced when it scraped the concrete of the balcony, trying to get a better look at Malfoy. Only because he wanted to laugh at what Malfoy insisted on wearing ,Harry reassured his mind, I mean who dresses up to entertain friends. The grit.
Said grit had a pleasantly dress Pansy Parkinson thrown across his lap, while a casually dress, Blaise Zabini leaned on the balcony railings with his elbows, legs cross at the ankles, looking like he didn't have a care in the world.
"Bloody showoff." Harry thought wondering where they had the great air to be that freaking graceful and elegant like that.
"Harry." Came Hermione voice . Harry eyes barely touched on her before settling back on Malfoy.
Hermione followed her friend's eyes came upon the sight of Malfoy. A familiar smirked laced her face. She snorted again. " Typical," she turned back to Ginny," See what I mean, he's completely obsessed with Malfoy."
At the sound of Malfoy name's, Harry snapped out of his trance. " What ? " he stuttered. "I'm not obsessed with Malfoy."
This time Ginny and Ron snorted . Harry shot both of them furious glares. Traitors.
"Remember sixth year ?" Neville said coming onto the balcony, waving plates of chocolate cake before him .
" Whoa, " Ginny said rising to her feet and taking over the levitating of the cake with a easy flick of her wrist. " Remember honey, no breakable things."
"Ah right." Neville said blushing, "but like I was saying ; remember how Harry used to stalk Malfoy around all the time."
"I never stalked him." Harry snapped
"It's in your blood you know." Hermione said opening her paper again.
"What the hell are you on about now? " Harry said leaning back in the chair, arms behind his head.
"I looked into it ," she said her head still buried in the newspaper. " The whole Potter obsessing over a Malfoy has gone back since the 16th century. Who knew the Potters were such stalkers."
Harry snorted at this " What a load of bull," he said ,"Do you seriously believe that ?"
"I don't " Said Luna with a nod of her head. "I think Harry simply is attracted to Malfoy but he's just denying his feelings because of the whole 'We are enemies and we hate each other' thing"
"Really Luna," Ron say snickering "You think so, who would have thought."
Luna give a small smile and tapped Ron on his knew and said " Its rather simple actually."
"Oh for the love of Merlin I don't have a thing for Malfoy so can we all drop it and get on with better interesting conversations and leave this demented one beyond us." Harry said shoving the piece of chocolate cake into this mouth. He tried to ignore the weird and funny looks he was getting from his friends and he was now determined more than ever to keep his mind off Malfoy . Oh yes, from now on Harry James Potter vowed to keep his mind and eyes off the pointed face grit Draco Malfoy.
"Why does Potter keep staring over here." Pansy said as she slowly ran her fingers through Draco's soft blond hair. She was comfortable lying in his strong arms while his hands softly patted her on her butt. She knew he would never go further but she didn't care. It felt like old times, Draco and herself was never a couple though many people at school had thought so. No they were never together though they were always together. It was always like this , her draped over Draco while Blaise or Theodore stood and goofed off. She liked it this way.
" I have no idea why Potter has found interest in staring at this particular site," Draco drawled ", maybe he's interested in the view eh?" he joked tapping Pansy backside, which was poked in the direction of Potter and his friends.
Blasie snorted.
"Hmmmm, what seems to be the problem there Blasie old boy ," Draco said shooting Blasie a look.
"Please," Blaise said kicking off of the railing. " Don't act like you have any idea why Potter is staring over here, " He continued as he took a small black chair and staddle it backwards. He looked odd sitting like that with his chic dress robes. " We both know why is staring don't we Draco." He looked Draco straight in his eyes. Soft brown meeting smoking grey. He smirked and raise a perfectly arch eyebrow. "And we both know that Pansy backside ,no matter how perfectly curvy, will never turn Potter's head even if she was the last woman on earth."
" What's Blaise going on about Draco?" Pansy asked with a confused look on her face.
"I have no idea Pansy, " Draco said flicking her nose as though she was a small child. " Maybe our Blaise has gone a little touchy in his head eh."
"Yea , you and me both Draco." Blaise said a grin beginning to spread on his face. He made a point of studying his perfectly manicure nails while saying " Hey Draco, I haven't seen you at all your usual hunts these last few days. Has something or …shall I say someone finally caught and held your tiny span of attention?" He took his time examining his index finger nail while watching as Draco relaxed composure slowly turn tense. " Maybe a certain shaggy headed brunette , say …Hmmmm…Potter perhaps."
Draco shot Blaise a rough look while he shrugged Pansy out of his lap. She would have landed on the floor if it was not for her quick reflexes, which by the way comes in handy when one likes to flap in the very moody Draco Malfoy's lap.
Draco was pissed as he strutted to the balcony railing. Who the hell was Blaise to give him clues on what was going on his own life much less his own house. He knew that Blaise knew that he fancied Potter. Blaise picked up on his mood since first year, it was annoying when he could tell when Draco was going to be mad before he actually was. And now that he knew that Draco fancied Potter. Draco was never going to leave down the taunts.
Potter. The blasted moron. It was his entire fault Blaise found out about Draco's crush in the first place. Draco didn't know how exactly but he could bet all the gold in his first vault that it was Potter's fault. The stupid green eyed dunderhead was main cause of Draco's misery since he first laid eyes on the demon.
As Potter thunderous laughter came mocking at Draco's ears, he scowled at a random passing bird which expedites its flight to escape from the evil looking human.
Draco spun around and advance towards Blaise. He decided to take the next best approach when dealing with the likes of Blaise. Deny everything flat out. Yes that always works.
"Look here you over bearing buffoon," Draco got up close and personal in Blaise space " before you get any ideas in that empty head of yours. I, Draco Malfoy, despise that sodding grit Harry Potter. I would rather live with dragon pox for the rest of my life then endure an existence in the presence of Potter. Understand me? Right now if I don't kill him the every chance I make I'll kill myself instead. It's enough that I have to leave with the annoying noises the idiot makes every waking minute of every day."
Draco pause to run his hands in his head, pulling at his hair. He began pacing the small space of the baloney not noticing the looks on Pansy's and Blaise's faces. One was of astonishment while the latter held nothing but amusement and evil mischief.
Draco continued ranting and pacing up and down the baloney cursing Potter out. He spun on his heels and pointed his finger at Pansy. " You ! Do you have any idea what it to be awaken at 7 in the morning hearing nothing but pots and pans banging and the freaking kettle whistling. He plays music, did you know that , bloody annoying muggle music. No not the soft ones you like Pansy," he said quickly as it looked like Pansy was going to interrupt his rant. " it's the loud, obnoxious , window shaking ,crazy as Merlin music. It is insane. It's crazy. Hell I haven't slept in three days . Three days !." He shouted waving three fingers in Blaise's face.
Out of the corner of his eyes, Blaise's noticed Potter and his friends giving them little odd looks. The grin on Blaise's face spread wider when he noticed how Potter eyes narrowed when Draco once again lean closer into Blaise space and shove his face into his again.
"So Blaise," Draco said and he clutched the arms of the chair. " think twice before the assume anything again. Understand? I assure you I do not have a thing for Potter." Draco spat Potter's name so hard that little tickles of spit was left on Blaise's face. He then spun on his heels and marched off the baloney with the air of a peacock.
"Well," Pansy said fanning herself with her hand. " That – that was uncalled for Blaise. I have no idea why you like to get Draco work up like that. It's been years, honestly would you grow up already." She was full into mothering roll. Scolding Blaise as she did in school. Blaise, who was by now accustom to Pansy mothering ways, sat with his arms folded with a sly smile gracing his face. " And that whole deal with Potter, seriously you know how that man gets under Draco's skin and now he's causing ruckus in Draco's life again. Then you go suggesting a thing as Draco fancying Potter. As if." She assured herself with a snort and a sharp nod of her head.
As if really. Even if Draco was into men his type would never be Potter. Would it.? " Well," quickly looking for reassurance in Blaise " What do have you to say for yourself?"
Blaise snorted and began to flick invisible dust off his dress robes." I have one question to ask you Pansy, you gullible, oblivious young lady : when did our dear Draco first learnt silencing charms?"
Pansy had on her usual confused face. She had no idea why he would asked this ridiculous question.
"Since first year, you know that."
Blaise give her a pointed look as she let out a gasp. " Exactly my dearest Pansy," finally seeing that the understanding spread from Pansy wide eyes to the rest of her face, Blaise flicked her nose in their usual way of greeting and said. " So long my dearest Pansy. It seems that Draco isn't ready to come and face the music ,so I will be off to torture some other poor fool who had have the misfortune of calling me their friend. So long."
Pansy was left there sitting with only one thought skipping through her mind. She couldn't believe it, but Blaise was actually on to something. Holy mother of Merlin, Draco was in love with Harry Potter. She winced at the thought.
I'm really sorry this took so long. I've been real busy plus I had a pisser of writer's block. I think this chapter is lame. It's ok if you don't like it much. I'm trying to work on a sexy scene between Draco and Harry but I have no idea what to do. First time with a gay fanfiction and I'm clueless on what gay people do in bed. So If you feel like helping me out just send me a email or private message me ok.
Lots of love:
Yours till Midnight