Rumor Has It - Drarry

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 Harry opened his eyes and blinked a few times. There was quiet bustling around him, and he could see white surrounding him like a blanket.

"Oh good, you're awake, dear" Harry turned to see Madam Pomfrey rushing over to his side.

"What did I do this time?" He asked in a gravelly voice. She thrust a glass of water into his hands and he took a tentative sip.

"Well isn't that the question" She tutted and then held her wand over him - doing scans he would presume? "Well you don't look like you're dying"

"I'm not"

"Not yet" She gave him a stern look, "I'll have you know that you are my most frequent visitor."

Harry gave her a weak smile, "I do love your company"

Poppy pursed her lips, "Perhaps a social call may be more enjoyable for the both of us, then. I don't need people trying to kill themselves every time they want to chat with me"

"I'll keep that in mind," Harry replied before frowning, "What happened?"

"Do you have memory loss?"

"Errr....no?"

"I just told you I haven't a clue what happened. You'll have to ask young Mr. Malfoy; he was the one who brought you in"

"...Okay?" Harry looked around, "Can I leave?"

"I believe you will be just fine, Mr. Potter"

"Okay, thanks. Err...What time is it?"

"Breakfast just ended and first classes started..." She looked over at an old muggle clock, "...Fifteen minutes ago"

"I'll be off then," Harry said with a smile. He stood up and made his way to the door, "Thanks again!" He called out.

"Do try to not injure yourself"

"Never do. Just happens"

So, Harry made his way to his first-class - potions. That fact alone probably would have made his mood drop a year ago, but he didn't mind potions much anymore. After the war, Snape became increasingly less grouchy and now that everyone wasn't trying to sabotage each other's potions, he was finally receiving good marks - great marks. Harry was actually really thankful that Snape carried anti-venom with him whenever meeting with Voldemort, or else he never would have survived Nagini's attack.

He pushed open the classroom door and all eyes fell on him. There were quite a few raised eyebrows and amused looks. Some people had furrowed brows and a couple of snickers came from both sides of the room. Most of the Gryffindors just looked either confused, concerned, or angry. What the hell did he just walk into?

"Potter!" Snape called from the front of the room.

"Professor" He replied in a respectful tone before making his way to the front where Draco was sitting. Snape had put a Gryffindor with a Slytherin together for each pair, and it was actually working out well because if a Slytherin tried to ruin a Gryfindors potion they were also ruining one of their snake's potions.

"And where might you have been this morning?"

"Hospital Wing" Harry replied while pulling out his books. Snape's eyes squinted and Harry cocked his head.

"I'll be checking that with Poppy," He said curtly.

"Yes sir" Harry replied before turning to Draco to see a confused expression and a slight blush on his cheeks. Draco then raised his hand which confused Harry to an extreme.