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I- WHAT?!?!

Draco's P.O.V. (kinda like the third person. I don't even know man. you can see his thoughts. Sorry for this shitty ass chapter. And that it's so late. :( )
So warm... So comfy... I don't wanna get up- What the shit just moved?! Draco squinted, not wanting to immediately open his eyes. He was met with green eyes and black hair. Was-was that Harry?!Draco felt his face burn a bit, hoping, wishing, the other boy wouldn't notice.
   Harry simply had a shit-eating grin on his face, seeing how Draco turned pink.
   "I didn't know sleeping people blushed.", he said cheekily. Draco kept quiet. He thought he was going crazy. He was in bed with Harry Potter. Harry didn't have a shirt on! And Draco didn't have pants on! At this thought, Draco's face warmed up even more. Harry laughed obnoxiously, making Draco want to scowl at him.
   Harry decided to mess with the flustered boy a bit. Because he was an asshole. And wanted to take advantage of this situation.
  "What is your ass sore from last night? I'm sorry baby, did I go too hard? You could've told me!", he said sweetly.  I
  At this, Draco immediately opened his eyes.
   "I- WHAT?!?!", he screamed. Harry could barely breathe, he was laughing so hard. Draco has sat up straight (gay) and was bright red.
    "I'm joking Draco, I promise! I swear," Harry said laughter weakening, "But... there is something we need to talk about.."
    The two stayed silent for a minute, mood changing entirely. Draco had laid down, covering his eyes with one hand. He peeked over again at Harry, who was staring at him directly.
    This made him very nervous. It was like Harry was calculating, pulling him apart, to see what was underneath.
    "What do you need to talk about? Is it the -you know- love- love bites?", Draco said quietly, remembering what happened in the closet. He wasn't sure if he sounded confident, childish or creepy.
    "Kinda... Ok, you know what? I'm just going to say it. I like you Draco. I love you. And it's fine if you don't. I know, well now everyone does, that your gay. But, I wouldn't be surprised if I wasn't your type. Other than that, last night was crazy... With all kinds of crap going on. The cuddling, me carrying you, having a very nice make-out session with you... Yeah... But, you also said something I'm not so sure about...", Harry ranted. Draco lay there, staring at him.
     "What-what did I say..?", Draco spluttered. He didn't quite know what was going on. Everything was going so fast! He sat up looking at the other boy. He was visibly pink-faced and wide-eyed. Harry sighed. This was really getting difficult. Draco wasn't allowed to be this cute! 
     "You... well- stop staring at me like that!!", Harry groaned.
     "Like what?"
     "It's- you're- ugh you're too adorable!!"
     "I am not!"
     "You are!!"
     "Shut up Potter!"
     "You want to know what you said right?"
      "YES! Now tell me!!"
      "You said you liked me back!"
This, made Draco gape at Harry, utterly embarrassed.
"I-I wh-what?!", he whispered confused and unsure. He grabbed a pillow and buried his face in it, wanting to scream into it. The boy was immensely embarrassed. He said- he told Harry, that he like him back?
        "You alright there Draco?", Harry said quietly.
        "Mmhmm...", Draco mumbled, "Just embarrassed..."
         "And why is that?", the brunette asked.
         "Because I've just realized how childish I get when I'm drunk..." he grumbled. Harry laughed and it was a pleasant sound. Deep and rich. Draco couldn't keep himself from giggling. Quickly, he buried himself into the pillow more
"What're you hidin' for?"
"My laughs embarrassing... And my sneeze... And a lot of other things..", Draco said.
"So what is this now?"
"Can-can you tell me everything? The worlds going to fast for my liking and I have a splitting headache. And why I'm pantsless. And why we're in the same bed..."
About 20 minutes later...
"HEY YOU LITTLE SHITS! ARE YOU UP?! C'MON I WANT TO EAT!!", Ron shouted from the hallway. You could just about hear Theo agreeing.
And then the door burst open.
"Come on losers, we're going to eat!", Theo said.
          "Damn- didn't know everything would escalate so quickly last night!", Theo said.
           "N-no! That's- thats not what happened! We- I- We only talked! A lot- and- and-,", Draco tried explaining. Harry kept being surprised at how easily the boy was flustered and embarrassed.
          "Shut up you disgusting, shriveled, purple grapes. We were just talking about some random crap.", Harry intervened.
Draco blanched. Was this just random crap? Was this really just a dumb thing to Harry?
I mean... He did say he-he loved me... Oh, Merlin. Harry Potter loves me... Harry Potter loves ME?! But, I'm just Draco... A fucking former Death-Eater... I'm fat, ugly, mean, a crybaby, everything terrible... I don't understand. Why the shit would he even like me?! I don't even understand why he helps me with my- problem.
For once, Draco had actually forgotten about everything bad. Then, it hit him like a train. His arm grew itchy, and he softly scratched it, before starting to dig his nails into his arm.
Ron and Theo were now leaving, not noticing the other Slytherin's odd behavior. Harry looked over, eyes filled with worry immediately seeing Draco scratching his arm.
"Hey, don't do that. It's gonna open up the cuts again...", Harry muttered quietly, grabbing Draco's hand. This surprised him and he was left with his mouth slack. Harry grinned a bit.
"Still not used to me helping you? Well, you better."
"I just don't get why? Why are you helping me? Why do you want to be friends with me? Why do you like me?", Draco said desperately, voice cracking a bit.
"Because you're you. You're Draco. I don't care how you were before because now, you're fixing it.", he said simply.
"Fuck Potter, stop making me feel emotional.", Draco huffed, making Harry laughed.
"Anyway, we gotta get down or we're gonna get beat up so, let's get ready.", Harry said.
Draco nodded and nearly had a heart attack seeing Harry stripping down to his boxers.
"Wha-what're you doing?! Aren't you going-going to change in the bathroom?!", Draco shrieked, red faced.
"I mean, we both like each other so eventually we'll see each other naked amirite?"
Draco spluttered, not expecting that response.
"DRACO IT'S PANSY OUT HERE! I HAVE AN OUTFIT I WANT YOU TO TRY ON SO YOU CAN'T BACK OUT OF THIS!", she screamed.
"LET ME PUT PANTS ON PLEASE," he shouted back.
"HURRY UP!"
Draco searches around for his leggings before giving up and wrapping a towel around his waist. Quickly waking to the door ,avoiding Harry's laughter, and opening it enough for Pansy to pass him the clothes.
"Pansy- this is a freaking crop-top. It's going to look terrible on me. All my fat and shit."
"Drakey you're the skinniest person I know. It's going to look fabulous. Now darling, go change."
"Pans come on. Why can't I just stay here? I'm not hungry. I'm tired."
"Draco. You haven't eaten since we left. Everyone ate at the club. You barely ate at school. You know how much you worry me with- that. You were up on stage so-"
"I'm fine Pansy."
"Then come with us, please."
"Okay... Okay..."
"Now go change!"
~10 minutes later Harry is waiting for Draco to get out but he's being stubborn~
"I look terrible!"
"Draco get the fuck out before I drag you out."
"I'm staying."
"Draco."
"Go have fun! Bye!~"
"Draco I'm coming in."
             "NO!"
             "YES!"
             "Harry James Potter, I swear to Merlin-"
             Draco's swearing was cut off, when Harry barged in, mouth agape. Draco was beautiful. Clad in a white I speak fluent sarcasm shirt, regular shorts, black converse and a black jacket, he looked stunning.

             "Holy shit.."
             "I know! It looks terrible on me! The shirt shows off my flab, and the shorts show my fat thighs!"
             "Draco, you literally have no fat."
             "Aww~ You're lying to make me feel better!"
             "I'm not lying!"
             "Mmhmm."
             "Whatever. C'mon we have to go now."
"Hmph."
"What? Do you want me to carry you there, princess?"
At that, Draco flushed and coughed, looking away. Harry grinned making a mental note to call Draco plenty of pet names.
"I- I- was wondering what are we gonna tell the others? Are we dating? Boy- boyfriends? I'm just con- mmph!", Draco was cut off by lips against his. Slowly, Harry parted from him a couple of minutes after.
"Whatever you want, love."

a/n: OMFG IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE THIS I MADE SURE I WROTE MORE THAN USUAL FOR YOU GUYS!! IM SO SO SORRY! I LOVE YOU ALL!

-S