You know I love you

Firewhiskey and secrets

HARRY:

The golden trio sat on the gryffindor table and had supper.

Harry was compleatly lost in his thoughts when Ron poked him in his arm. ,,Harry? So what do you think?" He didn't know what Ron just asked and said with a weak smile :,,ehmmm yaah why not" Ron almost choked on his chicken.
,, You would fuck Draco?" The golden boy turned completely red. ,,I...noooo?"
Would he? He was thinking about it actually a lot. He thought he would if he had the chance but Draco obviousliy wasn't gay. Draco was straightnes in person, Harry thought. Why did he even think he would have a chance? Never. Ever.

Again someone snapped him out of his daydream.
,,Oi, Pottah! Already dreaming of my party? Better should, it's gonna be amazing."
Since when did Draco talk to him?
A weird feeling came up in Harry, it wasn't hate but what was it then? He had this feeling everytime Draco shouted his name or laught about something, he knew this feeling but couldn't tell what it meant.

Later at Dracos party

Draco:

Harry looked stunning in Dracos opinion. Maybe it was the way he dressed himself or how he styled his hair what made Draco stare at him but he couldn't help it. Harry was perfect! Still, his gorgeous smile was missing what made Draco sad. He loved Harrys smile. ,,Oi, Pottah! You came.", he said. With a weak smile Harry responded: ,,Yah I guess I did..." yap, there was definitely something wrong with Harry. ,,What's wrong?"-,,Nothing. I...I'm fine." He knew Harry hid something from him. It was obvious!

The party was almost over and the most people already left. ,,Pottah, Blaise brought some firewhiskey. Come have a drink with us." Harry had to think but finally agreed. Blaise, Pansy, Hermione, Harry and Him went into Dracos room. His room was full of green stuff and in the middle of the room was a silver king size bed.  In front the bed was a dark green carpet on which they sat. After a few shots harry rose  his voice. ,,I know what yer doin'!" He swayed. Harry was completely drunk. ,,Yer trying 'ta get me drunk so I'll slip up an' tell you I love you!" The room was quite. The only thing you could hear, was Draco choking on his drink. ,, Y-you love me?" nobody dared to say something. Harry shouted: ,,Who told you?!?" You could hear a few giggles. Hermione stood up.

To be continued...

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