Dare // Drarry AU

eleven

       "Harry, we have to talk." I muttered. It's been three weeks since Harry forgave me for what happened. We've spent a plethora of time together since then. My possible feelings for Harry have grown immensely since then as well. "Harry?" I spoke louder in an attempt to get his attention. He was asleep. "Shit." I mumbled, getting up and shaking him slightly to wake him. When he didn't move, I sighed. "Never mind, then." I laid back down on the bed next to him. As I started to drift off to sleep, Harry turned to cuddle me. It wasn't uncommon, but my heart still lept at the touch.

"Draco," Harry singsonged in my ear the next morning. My eyes slowly peeled open as I fake-glared at Harry. He giggled. "We should get up or else we'll be late." Groaning, I accepted my fate. I sat up, pulling Harry up with me. We parted ways to get dressed for school. "Say, I've got a question." He brought up as I finished buttoning my jeans. I turned to face him with a raised eyebrow. "What were you saying to me last night? I was only half awake, so I didn't catch much of it." I could feel my eyes widening. "You okay, mate?" He chuckled.

"Oh, fuck. Yeah," I laughed. "It's not important." I waved it off. He shook his head and insisted on me telling him. "Harry, seriously. It's okay." I insisted, sweating profusely. I could tell he didn't buy it, but he let it go. "We should get going." I changed the subject, pointing at the clock. He nodded and we left for school. I have to tell him. I have to tell him soon.