Author's note: So I'm doing the 30 day challenge with Drarry! Of course, it won't be overly fluffy, since it is Draco and Harry. I did have to change around somethings to make it work better since most of it is going to a continuous story. The ones that don't really fit into the plot are AU and I'll be sure to label at the beginning. I'll try to update as often as possible. Hope you enjoy!

-Littleblueweirdo

Day one: Holding hands

"Alright," said Hagrid, "Buddy up. You know the drill."

Harry tried not to groan as he approached Draco Malfoy. He should be used to it by now.

After dinner on their first night back at Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall had pulled him and Malfoy aside and told them that they needed to get along this year.

"We have a very delicate balance right now," she had said, "If the students in the younger years see either of you fighting, then they will think that it's alright for them to pick a fight. I don't know about you two, but I don't want any more fighting. Of any kind."

Harry had silently agreed with her. He was sick of fighting and had already planned on staying away from Malfoy to keep the peace.

However, he was not prepared for what Professor McGonagall had in mind. It seemed that she wanted Harry and Malfoy to be friends. He and the ferret were sharing a room in the eighth year dorm and were partnered up for everything.

Harry snapped out of his train of thought when Malfoy snapped, "Well? Are you just going to stand there and stare, Potter?"

"Huh? Oh, right, sorry."

Malfoy huffed, "Come on," and strode over to where the rest of the class was standing in a 'buddy line'.

"Remember the rules, stay with your buddy, don't go into any roped off parts of the cave, and try not to disturb any of the bats. We're here to study the slugs."

The class made its way down to the Forbidden Forest and followed a narrow path until they reached a cave.

"Now," said Hagrid, "Before we go in, what can you tell me about these lunar slugs."

Hermione's hand shot straight into the air. Harry pretended that he didn't notice Malfoy rolling his eyes.

"Lunar slugs are distantly related to lunar moths, however they are not found in the muggle world. They live in cool damp areas, like caves, and leave behind a glowing -er slime that is found in most wizard glues."

"Very good Hermione," said Hagrid, his eyes twinkling as he looked at the girl with fondness.

"Suck up," Malfoy muttered under his breath.

"Shut it," hissed Harry.

Malfoy glared, but didn't say anything. He was a little reluctant with the whole, 'befriend the boy who lived' thing but he had eventually gone along with it.

"Remember," said Hagrid, "Stick with your buddy and don't wander off too far. I'm not going to be able to go in, but you should be safe. Keep an eye out for each other, and if you need anything, use the whistling charm."

The pair followed the rest of the class into the cave. It was muddy and dark and damp and it was weird being underground. Harry had to hunch over most of the time, and at some points he had to crawl his way through the cave.

Soon they came to an opening. Everyone had to turn off their head lamps due to the fact that there were hundreds, if not thousands, of lunar slugs crawling along the walls.

"I feel a bit nauseous," said Ron. Harry looked over at him and gave him a sympathetic look while Malfoy snorted.

"I'll bet, Weasel," he said.

"Malfoy," Harry warned.

"What? It was his own fault. Not my problem if his wand backfired on him."

Harry rolled his eyes, "Come on."

They walked over to a section of the wall and began to examine the slugs. Harry filled out the questions on the sheet while Malfoy stared at the slugs.

"Look at you," he heard Malfoy whisper to one of the slugs. This slug was a little small, but it left behind a thick path of slime, "So tiny and inferior, crawling around in the mud like that. I'll bet you've never seen the sunlight before. All you know is mud and darkness." He tilted his head, "You lead a very sheltered life."

Harry rolled his eyes and turned his head to see Malfoy letting the slug crawl along his hand.

"Malfoy," he hissed, "Their slime is super sticky, remember?"

"What? Oh, right," said Malfoy as he let the slug crawl off his hand and back to the wall.

"Come one," said Harry as he finished the last sentence, "The rest of the class is leaving."

They made their way out of the cave. When the reached the sunlight they realized that they were caked in mud.

Malfoy held up his wand, "Terego," he said and all Harry's robes were spotless. Harry repeated the spell, and soon Malfoy's robes were the same.

"Alright, get in line!" boomed Hagrid, "We have to do our count off."

The class scurried to get into their buddy line.

"Count off," said Hagrid. The class began going down the line, each pair grabbing each other's hand and raising them in the air whilst they yelled their number.

When it was Harry and Malfoy's turn, Harry grabbed Malfoy's left hand, raised it in the air and said, "Twelve," while Malfoy hissed, "Harry, no!"

"Alright," said Hagrid, pleased that everyone was present, "Follow me out of the forrest. Then you can hand in your papers and head back inside."

"Let go of my hand," Harry told Malfoy as they began back through the forest.

"I can't," huffed Malfoy.

"What do you mean you can't?" demanded Harry.

"Slime."

"What?"

"There was slime on that hand, Potter. We're stuck."

"Shit."

When they were out of the forest they waited until everyone had walked away, including Ron and Hermione, who were also holding hands, but for a different reason.

"Hagrid," said Harry holding up the joined hands until Malfoy yanked them back down again, "We have a problem."

Hagrid let out a chuckle. "This happens every year. Don't worry, it wears off after twenty four hours or so."

Malfoy's eyes widened as Harry's brow furrowed. "I don't think we can last twenty four hours being stuck together."

Hagrid patted Harry on the back, "I'm sure you two will survive. Run along now, I'm sure you don't want to be late for your next class."

"But-"

"Come on, Potter," said Malfoy yanking Harry's hand. Harry followed him up the hill.

This was fantastic. Fan-fucking-tastic. Here he was, stuck to the most annoying little piece of shit in existence. It wasn't enough that he had to share a room with him, no he was stuck holding hands with him too.

Harry was sure his face was beet red as he and Malfoy walked up the stairs to divination. Everyone was staring. Malfoy seemed unfazed by it, which put Harry off even more.

They sat at their own table in the corner as Professor Trelawney rambled on about who knows what. Everyone kept glancing back, Ron and Hermione especially.

When class was dismissed, they were, unsurprisingly, approached by Ron and Hermione.

"Harry," said Hermione, "Care to explain?"

"Um… explain what?" asked Harry the same time Malfoy said, "Bugger off."

Malfoy was ignored and Ron asked, "Care to explain why you're holding hands with the ferret?"

"Slug slime, Weasel, not that it's any of your business," sneered Malfoy

"Hey, they were just curious," said Harry.

"That doesn't mean its their business," countered Malfoy.

Harry huffed, "Come on, let's just go to dinner. I'm starving."

The four made their way to the Great Hall. Harry and Malfoy had fallen behind Ron and Hermione due to their constant bickering.

When they walked through the doors, all conversation stopped as everyone turned to look at the pair.

"About time," a voice came from the Hufflepuff table, and everyone went back to their conversation.

Harry sighed and started towards the Gryffindor table the same time Malfoy started towards the Slytherin table. Naturally, the glue holding them together didn't allow them to go their separate ways.

"We're sitting with the Gryffindors," said Harry.

"No, we're sitting with the Slytherins. I haven't seen Blaise and Pansy all day."

"Yes, well I want to sit with Ron and Hermione."

"Yes, well you can't always get what you want, Potter. Tell you what. If we sit with Blaise and Pansy tonight, I'll let you hang out with your precious Gryffindors tomorrow at Hogsmeade."

"Really?" that was a better deal than Harry expected.

"Really."

"Alright then, you got a deal."

Malfoy gave a half smile and led Harry over to the Slytherin table.

"Draco, why are you-"

"Slug slime," Malfoy interrupted Pansy before she could finish her question.

Harry ate his dinner in silence as Malfoy chatted with his friends. When dinner was over, the pair went back to the eighth year dorm and to their room.

And that's the end (a sucky ending, I might add, but it's an ending) of day one. Please review with helpful feedback, I'd really appreciate it.