Everything I'm supposed to hate • Harry J. Potter •

10

You swallowed audibly as you realized Harry was connected to the white trainer under his Invisibility Cloak.

"Alright, Y/n?" Theo asked, tracing circles on your exposed thigh.

You swallowed again and nodded, massaging Theo's scalp with your fingers still threaded in his hair.

"M'fine, probably just a little motion sickness."

Theo mumbled something you couldn't make out in response as he leaned into your touch

You tried not to stare at the spot the white trainer had disappeared from too obviously and wondered why the hell Harry would be sneaking around in your compartment. He couldn't have heard about you and Theo. Nobody outside of your compartment knew about your relationship yet. There was no possible way Harry could know. It had to be something else.

You glanced back at Draco and his concealed arm and it dawned on you. Harry had always been suspicious of Draco. If the blonde haired boy had done something to give Harry reason to believe he had the Mark you were sure Harry would try any scheme that came to his mind to uncover the truth. No matter how stupid

Your gaze flitted from Draco's arm to his face. He was staring back at you and you could tell, by the look in his eye, he had seen Harry, too.

Before you could wonder, or possibly even worry, what Draco might do to Harry, Theo's hand took hold of your jaw lightly and pulled you back in for another intense kiss.

As you moved your lips against Theo's, you tried to convince yourself not to worry about what would happen to Harry when Draco got him alone. He wasn't your problem and you shouldn't give a damn about him. You didn't give a damn about him.

    You had never been a very good liar...