Stuck In Time (Drarry/Scorbus)

Chapter 7: The Week Before

Monday:

Harry can feel the awkward tension surrounding himself and Malfoy. He doesn't know if the latter can feel it too but if he does, then he's damn good at hiding it.

Harry would anxiously check on Draco every now and then, just to see if the other boy would want to start a conversation, but every time Harry looks at him, the Slytherin Prince is just casually checking on his nails.

Harry huffed. They've been seating here in silence for at least 20 minutes. Draco said he wanted to meet, so thinking that it was something about the boys who look like them, Harry came.

But time only flew by and neither of them had started a decent flowing conversation. Draco would only look at anything besides Harry's direction, and Harry would only look at Draco while fumbling with his cloak.

Harry sighed loudly in boredom. Draco shot him an annoyed look. Draco's annoyance must have triggered something in Harry, for his eyes twinkled and he grinned mischievously.

Harry sighed loudly again, making Draco glare daggers at him, and yet instead of stopping, Harry did it again.

"Stop it!" Draco hissed at Harry.

Harry grinned. "Stop what?"

"Being annoying for fuck's sake" Draco said, without batting an eyelash.

"Then maybe I wouldn't be so annoying, if you actually asked me to come here for a reason!" Harry shot back.

"I have a reason!"

"Oh yeah? What is it then? Enlighten me" Harry taunted.

Draco felt hesitant. He's mentally debating whether he should tell the Gryffindor or not. He decided the latter.

"Nevermind" Draco said. "Just go! Go camping with your friends or something"

Harry frowned. "There's something, Malfoy. I can feel it, and I'm pretty good at guessing right"

Draco glared. "Fine! I wanna spend some--" Harry failed to hear the last part, for Draco has lowered his voice.

"Wanna spend what?" Harry asked. "Speak clearly, Malfoy"

If eyes could kill, Harry would be dead by now. For Draco looks like he's boring holes onto Harry's head. Draco frustratedly sighed.

"Quality time okay!? I wanna spend some quality time together. If we're gonna be a 'duo' then I think it would be wise to get along!"

Harry went completely speechless. "Oh" he said. "Then if that's the case, we have to start by calling each other by our first name"

Tuesday:

"Haven't finished your essay yet, Potter?" Draco asked as he walked past Harry's sit.

They are currently in the library. Harry decided that it would be wise to do some researches about his homework, and Draco just happen to walk by.

Harry looked at Draco with a raised eyebrow. "I told you not to call me that"

Draco frowned. "I... I'm still practicing it"

"Then you should practice harder, Draco" Harry said, obnoxiously emphasizing 'Draco' a little too much.

Draco visibly cringed. "Shut up Ha-p-Potter!"

"It's not that hard, Draco" Harry said once again.

"I hate you so much" Draco grumbled.

"Just say my name" Harry simply said.