Later that night in the slytherin common room, Draco began ranting to Pansy. “Do you think he took my comment the wrong way? I mean, I really do like his face! What if he thought-” Draco was cut off by a loud sigh from Pansy.
Similarly, Harry was ranting to Ron and Hermione in the Gryffindor common room. “Did he mean it as an insult? Or does he actually like my face?” Harry crossed back and forth, pacing quickly. “Good Lord Harry! Why don't you ask him? We all know you've been crushing on Draco, so just go down there and say, ‘Malfoy. You're cute’. Then just see what happens but Merlin's beard, Harry! Just let me study!” Hermione sighed and looked back down at her book, as though nothing had just happened. Harry considered her advice for a moment, then grabbed the floo powder from above the fireplace. Throwing it in, Harry thought Slytherin common room, and off he went.
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FanfictionDraco is in love with Harry. But he'll never admit that, of course. So when an unexpected turn of events leaves them both speechless, Draco is left to rethink everything. //Not my characters, obviously// //All hail queen Rowling//
