☆ You Drew Stars Around My Scars ☆ || ♡ DRARRY ♡

Solace and Affection

Ginny Weasley, concerned about Luna's recent behavior, decided to reach out to her. She found Luna sitting in the Ravenclaw common room, a distant look in her eyes as she stared into the fire.

"Luna," Ginny said softly, taking a seat beside her. "You've been acting differently lately. Is everything alright?"

Luna turned her gaze toward Ginny, her eyes momentarily clear as she focused on her friend. "Hello, Ginny. Yes, everything is fine. Just exploring new perspectives and connections."

Ginny furrowed her brow, her concern deepening. "Luna, I've known you for a long time, and I can tell when something is bothering you. You can trust me. What's going on?"

Luna sighed, her gaze turning distant once again. "There are things I've discovered, Ginny, secrets that I'm meant to protect. It's difficult to explain, but they're intertwined with the fabric of our world."

Ginny reached out and gently squeezed Luna's hand. "Luna, I may not understand everything, but I want to help. You don't have to face this alone. We're your friends, and we care about you."

Luna smiled gratefully, a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes. "Thank you, Ginny. I appreciate your support. The path ahead might be filled with uncertainties, but I'm glad to have you by my side."

Ginny and Luna continued to talk, their conversation veering between the mysterious secrets Luna guarded and the unbreakable bonds of friendship. Ginny vowed to be there for Luna, offering her unwavering support as they navigated the challenges that lay ahead.

Meanwhile, in their room, Harry and Draco found themselves engaged in a playful banter. The tension eased as they let go of their worries, momentarily basking in the comfort of their growing connection.

Harry, a mischievous glint in his eyes, decided to tease Draco. "You know, Draco, I've been thinking. With Hogsmeade just around the corner, I could take you on a date so fantastic, it'll make your head spin."

Draco raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Oh really, Potter? Do enlighten me. What kind of mind-blowing date are you planning?"

Harry leaned in closer, his voice filled with faux seduction. "Well, we could start with a romantic stroll through the snow-covered village, followed by a candlelit dinner at the Three Broomsticks. And who knows, maybe there'll be some enchanted mistletoe to set the mood."

Draco's smirk widened as he played along, his voice laced with playful charm. "Is that so, Potter? I must admit, your plans do sound rather enticing. But let's not forget, I can be quite a handful. Can you handle the allure of a Malfoy?"

Harry's cheeks flushed, a genuine shyness creeping in. "I think I can manage, Malfoy. After all, I've dealt with dragons and Dark wizards. A little Malfoy charm won't scare me away."

Draco leaned in even closer, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes. "Well, Potter, it seems you're up for the challenge. But I must warn you, my charm is known to be quite potent. It might just leave you utterly spellbound."

Harry's heart skipped a beat as he felt the intensity of Draco's gaze. He couldn't help but play along, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Oh, I have no doubt, Malfoy. But remember, I've faced your snark and wit for years. I think I can handle a little enchantment."

Draco chuckled, his voice low and alluring. "Is that a challenge, Potter? Because I must say, I'm quite skilled in the art of enchantment. You won't know what hit you."

Their banter filled the room, laughter mingling with the crackling of the fireplace. It was a moment of lightness, a reprieve from the worries that plagued their minds. In each playful remark and flirtatious gesture, they found solace and a growing connection that surpassed their initial expectations.

As their laughter subsided, their eyes met, and a silent understanding passed between them. The playful façade melted away, revealing the genuine affection that lay beneath. Draco reached out, his hand gently cupping Harry's cheek, his touch tender and sincere.

"Uhm" They left eye contact feeling awkward. Turning away both of their face flushed in red. A smile grew both of their faces as Harry left for Quidditch practice.

As Harry left for Quidditch practice, Draco couldn't help but watch him with a mix of fondness and anticipation. The banter and playful moments they had shared had awakened something deep within him, something he couldn't ignore any longer. The truth was, Draco's feelings for Harry ran deeper than he had ever imagined.

"I really did fall for you Potter" Draco smiled to himself. Draco took out his reading glasses, the glasses which was only seen by Professor Snape, his family and Pansy. He thought he looks weird in glasses so he did not let anyone see him in the glasses. The glasses had a sleek, black frame that added a touch of sophistication to Draco's appearance. With a newfound confidence, he decided to wear them more often, especially when he was engrossed in his studies or engrossed in Harry's presence.

Draco found solace in books, and he often retreated to the library to lose himself in their pages. But lately, he found his mind wandering, unable to focus on anything but the thoughts of Harry. He wondered if Harry felt the same way, if their connection went beyond the playful banter and flirtatious gestures.