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Neville wasn't saying anything as he and Harry walked back up to the castle. Harry was completely embarrassed, he thought his face would never stop burning.

"Neville-"

"I promise you Harry I didn't see much!" He said quickly as though he had been rehearsing that sentence for a while now. But that was a lie, Harry knew he'd seen too much.

Harry and Draco had been making up when Harry swore he heard a branch snap.

"I think someone may be near." Harry told him.

"You're hearing things, I haven't heard anything." Draco informed him. Harry trusted Draco's instinct and let the topic go. But not long after Neville appeared through a gap in the trees, catching them in a compromising position. Harry was the only one who saw him. Neville fell and ran in the other direction.

"What was that?" Draco asked him.

"It was nothing." Harry panicked, "I think the bell rang, we should go."

Harry had managed to catch up with Neville, who was walking quite quickly.

"Neville, I know exactly what you saw... and its not what you think." Harry lied. Neville stop walking.

"It wasn't?" He asked suspiciously.

"No, you see I was looking for another Pixie and it had woken up so I ran. I'd just run into Draco, literally. Then you came along and blew this entire thing out of proportion." Harry managed to make up on the spot. Neville smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Luckily you cleared that up mate. For a moment I'd actually thought- Wait did you call him Draco?" Neville added. Harry's brain began working fast.

"Well that is his name isn't it"

"Yeah, but you always called him Malfoy, by his last name. Kinda like a formal thing you'd call your enemy." When did he get so smart all of a sudden!, Harry thought

"Isn't there a game this weekend?" Harry asked, changing the subject.

"I'm not sure. I'm pretty sure the Quidditch season doesn't start until next month. I don't know of any teams who've had try-outs yet. I'm not trying out this year, personally..." Neville went on. Harry was all too happy to have something different to talk about. He also thanked the heavens for Neville's bad memory, for he was going on as if he'd forgotten everything that just happened. They walked into the castle and started towards the Gryffindor common room.

"Hey, you go on ahead Neville. I'll be up later, I've just remembered I had to get a book out of the library." Harry said, Neville nodded happily, they both went different ways. Once in the library, Harry narrowly avoided being seen by Crabbe and Goyle. He went to the middle of the rows and started searching through the books.

"You there?" he heard a voice from the other side ask him.

"Yeah, just act normal. Don't make it seem like you're talking to anyone, just keep your voice down and look through the books." Harry told the voice. Draco Malfoy was on the other side of the book case. They were nonchalantly searching through the books, occasionally picking one up and pretending to read through it.

"We got caught today, Neville saw us." Harry whispered

"What!"

"Its no worry anymore, I've got him to believe that we just ran into each other."

"That's rich."

"Its the only thing that came to my mind. I would've liked to see you do better."

"Nosy git. What was he doing sneaking around the forest anyway?" Draco growled.

"He and Hagrid apparently came looking for us. We were in there way past the end of class." Harry informed him.

"What! Why didn't you tell me class had ended." Draco said, voice almost rising.

"... I didn't want to have to leave." Harry was pushing some books around when he felt a hand from the other side grab his. He squeezed it back.

"You know Harry, this has honestly been some of the greatest for me." Draco said. Harry smiled and blushed like a little school girl.

"I can honestly say the feeling is mutual." He returned.

"And you know what? Who cares if no one else knows. This secretive thing is kind of exciting don't you think?" Now that Harry thought about it, it was sort of fun. Having a big secret no one knew about was defiantly a change from having everyone in the world know his business. The fact that they had to sneak around just to talk was exhilarating.

Harry and Draco kept their hands grasped as they spoke, no longer caring to even act as though they were looking for books. They were having a nice conversation about Quidditch, they were both hoping to return to their Houses' team.

"But what happens when we play each other?" Harry asked, the thought just running through his mind.

"Then I guess... you'd better hope we don't beat you too hard." Draco joked.

"Oh please, you've got no chance." Harry said playfully back.

"No need to try and get your hopes up. I'll make sure to let you see the The Cup after we've won it."

"The only way you'll see that cup is if you come into my common room." Harry told him. They laughed about that for a while.

"You know what Draco?"

"What?"

"I-"

"Harry?" Harry jumped and quickly withdrew his hand from the shelf and closed the books together. Hermione had rounded the corner unexpectedly.

"Hermione!" Harry said, sounding more surprised then he would have liked to. "What are you doing here?"

"I live here remember?" She joked, "What are you doing here?"

"Just... some light reading." Harry lied. She picked up the book he was just pretending to look at.

"3,000 potions in 3,000 days? This is what you call light reading?"

"I didn't plan on reading all of it." Harry said nervously. Hermione smiled.

"Well come on, since your here we can both go down to dinner together. I'm sure your girlfriend will be happy to see you. She said she'd been looking for you after your last class but..." Hermione went on. Harry wasn't paying too much attention, he was a little upset that he had to stop talking to Draco, whom he'd seen walking out of the library after Harry had called out Hermione's name in shock.

He hated that their moment were always cut short or interrupted. He was actually a little upset with Hermione for showing up. But it wasn't her fault, it was his. She wasn't the one in love with Draco... In love?

Those words in Harry's head made him jump a bit, he wasn't really in love with Draco, was he? He knew that every moment they spent together made him the happiest hes ever been. And how Draco was possibly the most good looking guy he'd ever seen. And whenever they touched, even slightly, it electrified Harry's every impulse. But that's not love, is it?

"There you are!" Ginny said happily, flinging her arms around Harry's shoulders once he and Hermione reached he Gryffindor table. "I've been looking for you." Harry thought for a moment, how could he be in love with Draco when he liked Ginny. It wasn't possible, he didn't love Draco. But that made-up realization only worsened Harry's mood a bit.

"What's wrong with you" Ginny asked, noticing the look on his face.

"What-Oh, nothing." Harry answered dully. Ginny made to kiss him but he quickly stuffed a shovel full of mashed potatoes into his mouth. She stared at him for a moment, but ended up giggling and laughing it off.

"Anyway, you'll never guess who else I saw in the library. Crabbe and Goyle!" Hermione commented. Harry began to choke, Ron thumped him hard on the back.

"Why where they there? I didn't even know they could read." Ron joked.

"It was very out of the ordinary." Hermione continued.

"Was Malfoy there? If so they were definitely up to something." Ginny added.

"Yeah, evil twit can he just take a year off?" Ron growled.

"I honestly can't stand him, not only is he rude but he's got a disgusting attitude."

"Always sneaking and what not, does he not have anything better to do?"

"What, when he's not sucking Crabbe and Goyle's-"

"He's not that bad okay!" Harry snapped. "Just leave him alone! Stop talking about him!"

They all, in fact half the Gryffindor table, were quiet and looking at him.

"And you're standing up for him because-?" Ron questioned

Harry thought fast, "H-He saved my life."

"Harry we've already went over this. You saved his too, you don't owe him anything." Hermione said in a soothing tone.

"You guys don't understand. We-" Harry almost let his secret slip. Luckily Draco had walked by and bumped him hard on the back. Harry lurched forward unexpectedly and found his face buried into his plate. Ron yelled that Malfoy do something vulgar to himself and he heard Draco walk away laughing. Harry lifted his face up, Ginny started to clean his face for him.

"And you stood up for him." She mumbled.

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Aww poor Harry his friends hate his bf

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