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Part I: Exploration

Harry Potter & Draco Malfoy: Forbidden Love

by Raven Flint

1. Chapter 1

Harry Potter & Draco Malfoy: Forbidden Love

Part I: Exploration

Harry was sitting with Ron and Hermione at dinner, and he didn't seem to be hungry. Something was disturbing him. Draco Malfoy kept looking over at him...gawking almost...like he wanted something.

"Is there something wrong, Harry?" Hermione asked, worried.

"Oh, no, not really." He was barely picking at his food, something he rarely did.

"Something's bothering you, mate. I can see it." Ron, for once, stopped eating.

"It's nothing it's just Malfoy. He keeps looking over at me like he wants something." Harry looked over at him, as Malfoy raised an eyebrow, and licked his lower lip biting it, slightly sucking on it.

Harry looked at him in amazement, shock clear on his face. Both Ron and Hermione looked behind them at Draco, but he quickly looked away pretending to be deep in conversation with Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy.

"I wonder what his problem is." Hermione stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah," Harry shrugged it off, knowing perfectly well what he saw Draco just do.

"Stupid fucking Malfoy probably wants trouble. He's always up to no good." Ron was annoyed.

"Yeah," Harry said again, but he couldn't help but keep his eyes fixated on Draco. He had a strange feeling inside. Something he only ever felt when he was around Cho. He also shrugged that feeling off.

It was after dinner, and Harry was a bit tired, he decided to go straight to bed, but on his way there, he realized that he had forgotten to drop off his detention essay in Snape's office. He quickly ran down to his office, and noticed Draco standing just outside the door, clearly waiting.

"Potter," He said, rather seductively, biting his lower lip again, his arms were crossed, he was leaning against the stone wall.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Harry took a few steps closer, he had that feeling again. Slight embarrassment, he felt his face get hot, his body warm.

"I could ask the same, Potter, oh, never mind. I was waiting for you." He got off the wall and un-crossed his arms, walking closer, looking Harry up and down.

"Why were you waiting for me? How did you know I was coming here?" Then he remembered. He and Draco both got the detention. But he wondered why Draco had waited for him. "Why would you wait for me?"

"Look, hand in your essay, and then we'll talk." His voice was cold, yet welcoming.

Harry went to Snape's door, and knocked, it slowly creaked open. He walked in, looking around.

"Potter you finally show up? Give me your essay."

Harry briskly walked over to Snape and handed him the essay.

"Thank you. You may leave now. And close the door."

Harry nodded, and rushed out, closing the door, when he saw Draco's face again, he felt the need to get closer.

"So what is it that you want to talk about, Malfoy? Want to tell me how much you want to hurt and kill me?" As soon as he said this, he regretted it; he knew Draco wanted something else.

"That's not it at all, Potter, and by the look on your face and the rosiness in your cheeks, I can tell you know it's something completely different." He stepped closer to Harry.