Differences. || Drarry

H A R R Y

"maybe they aren't coming?" harry suggested as he and hermione sat alone on the grass of the quidditch field. pansy and draco were supposed to be meeting up with them currently, but they had been as no show so far.
"draco said he'd come, just give it a minute." hermione said, still full of hope.

harry just rolled his eyes as he laid back on the cold grass. since it was winter in scotland, it was very freezing outside now. harry not only had his signature red sweater on, but also a black coat on over the top. he knew layers were a necessity for these temperatures.

"sorry we're late." pansy said, and harry immediately shot up — standing on his two feet aswell as the other three now.
"its ok!" hermione said, pulling the girl into a hug.

draco and harry stood their awkwardly, looking everywhere expect eachother's eyes.
"hey harry." pansy greeted, and thankfully harry had something to focus on.
"hi parkin— pansy." he nodded, smiling gently to the ravenette.

"well, you two boys get too it!" pansy said as she placed a black blanket on the grass, which herself and hermione then sat on.

draco and harry exchanged an awkward glance before walking side by side to the broom closet.

harry led the way after they entered, and picked up two brooms the boys could use. he passed it too draco and their fingers touched briefly as the blonde took it. "thanks." he muttered. harry just nodded silently.

"do you hate me?" draco asked, and harry looked at him with wide eyes.
"why would i hate you?" he asked.
"for breaking up with you."
"no, i don't hate you. people lose feelings, it's fine i get it." he said, plastering on a fake smile.

draco just nodded silently, knowing damn well thats not why he broke up with harry. in fact, his feelings were stronger than ever in this moment.

as the two boys were alone in this small little hut, surrounded by old brooms, it took everything in draco to not wrap his arms around harry and kiss him persistently. the atmosphere wasn't even romantic, but that didn't matter to him. he and harry were alone and he couldn't handle it.

would it be so bad if he did kiss him? yes, of course it would! it'd causs unnecessary problems and conflict. draco should definitely walk away right now.

one step... now two...

wait.

he was going the wrong direction.

as he got closer and closer to harry, his cheeks turned pinker. his hand brushed up harry's face and rested around his cheek gently.

harry's breath hitched in his throat as he stared into draco's greyish eyes. he was so close, it was taking everything in harry's body to not kiss the blonde boy right now.

draco's eyes flickered from harry's emerald eyes to his luscious lips. another step closer and their noses were now touching. draco's head was slightly tilted down, and harry's was the opposite.

"how long does it take to get some brooms?" pansy laughed, walking into the hut shortly after. the boys pounced away from each other in an instant, but pansy still had some sort of idea of what was about to happen.

harry and draco were now standing in opposite corners of the hut as pansy's eyes flickered between the two of them.
"fuck!" draco cussed, storming out of the hut and past pansy without a second glance.

harry didn't say anything, he didn't bother to chase after the boy.
"i-i'm sorry—" pansy apologised. the boys were SO close to kissing, if they were alone for a second longer it would've happened. pansy felt horrible.

"no don't be sorry. it's for the best that you interrupted that— it was a mistake." harry quickly stated, his cheeks bright red and his hands clammy.
"but harry—" although it was too late. harry had already speed-walked out of there and was now on his way to his common room.

his thoughts were completely clouded. draco was the one that broke up with him! but now he was getting so close to kissing him? these mixed signals were driving harry insane...

he let out a loud groan, not caring who heard.
"you alright harry?" neville asked, looking up from his book momentarily.
"yeah, don't worry nev." harry brushed him off, just like everyone else did.

the brunette stood up and walked into his dorm, and flopped onto his bed. harry stared up to the ceiling as he sighed.
"what am i going to do?" he mumbled, but slowly fell asleep after. thank god this day was over.