Twisted

Chapter 4

(it gets better starting here- no more filler chapters like I been doing)

And when he dreams you know he looks for the kind of love only found in books. His heart was paper, skin of glass, hair of white and smiled with class. He was perfect to the crowd- he never ever held his head down. Yet touching him is breaking me- why can I never just be free?

Draco set the quill down and propped his head up with his arm. He'd been trying to write his feelings out, try and plan ahead, but it had all turned into poetry about- "Potter! What are you doing back so early?" Draco exclaimed quickly and shut the notebook quietly.

"Oh, I can't seem to go to Hogsmeade. My permission slip wasn't signed you see, and I'm no exception to the rules unless I'm saving the world. Honestly I can't even buy a lolly now! I'm practically an infant." Harry explained sounding both dramatic and sad. "Don't you have that cloak? The one we used to spy on Snape with when there was a test?" "Yeah? I wouldn't plan to lose it."

"Perfect. I'll get Crabbe and Goyle and they can walk around you in your footprints so they won't be suspicious. You simply walk in your robe and we'll pretend to be the ones making the tracks." He suggested and Harry's eyes brightened. "You'd do that?" He asked hopefully and Malfoy nodded. "Sure- an old hag can't keep the Famous Harry Potter locked inside. Besides it is far too nice of a day to sit and sulk."

~~~ they be at the hogsmeade now~~~

"How about we hit the three broomsticks next? Sit down awhile, you take off the cloak and you'll blend right in." Crabbe proposed and the group nodded. "Sounds like a decent idea to me." Harry said quite enough only they could hear and the Slytherins walked quickly over to the little shop. Once they'd found a booth tucked away in a corner Harry took his robe off and the other boys surrounded him to hide him better. They'd taken the precaution of giving him a minor disguise- but they weren't too concerned.

"A round of butterbeers please." Harry asked when Goyle spoke up. "I can't exactly buy that.. I've no money on me." He said quietly and Harry grinned, running his thumb over the new snake charm necklace. "No problem mate! it's on me today." Draco stared in shock- oh he would be slipping him money later for this. Damn Potter and his noble-ness. The nicest slytherin they'd ever seen.

"For you," The waitress said to Harry with a wink and set his drink down in front of him before passing everyone else's out without a word. "Thanks." He mumbled, feeling rather awkward. "Anytime. Come back if you need anything." Harry took a drink, desperately trying to get out of the situation.

It wasn't until Harry started staring directly at Draco when the group realized something was wrong. "What did you do to his drink?!" The pale boy exclaimed and the waitress's jaw dropped. "He wasn't supposed to look at you! Damn it- now the potion was wasted and I'm out of money!" She whined and Draco stood up. "Explain now or I promise you my father will hear about this." "It wasn't anything. just a little love potion." She grumbled.

"You have such nice eyes Dray." Harry spoke up and Draco, who was in the middle of forming a sentence to properly express how messed up that was, sat back down in confusion. Does this mean Harry is in love with me?  "How long is this supposed to last." He seethed and the woman laughed. "Only until you show you love him back. So for you? Life."

That bloody traitor! Drugging a students drink like that? My father will NOT be happy about this. "Potter, please stop drooling over me.." Draco asked feeling a little more self conscious than normal. "But you're so prettttyyy!" He whined and Draco's heart stung. He couldn't let himself believe this- this- this fake love Harry was showing.

"Harry you're not you. You don't love me like this." Draco explained quietly, heart breaking as he did so. Goyle and Crabbe were sitting in shock and trying not to laugh before they ended up leaving to try and cool off. "We can't go to Madame Pompfrey or she'll know we snuck you out. How do we fix this." he muttered and Harry looked up at him sadly. "Are you saying you don't love me? Am I not good enough for you? If it's because of the other admirer who sent me the necklace I can take it off!" He was practically begging.

"No! Leave the necklace on, the admirer is fine. And I don't hate you." not even close to it.. "Promise! Promise you like me!" "We have to go back to the castle." Draco stated, heart beating madly.