Dean and Seamus were ecstatic all throughout the next morning, but no one seemed to know why. Truth is, they were up late last night, working on Operation Drarry, which is what they decided to call their plan to get Malfoy and Harry together. The plan had been going slow before, and they still hadn't really known what they were going to do. But then they saw the blond with Harry and Hermione yesterday, changing everything.

The couple had quickly came to the realization that they needed information, so they slipped Hermione a note during breakfast.

Hermione

Meet us in the RoR after breakfast. We need your help with something.

-D&S

She looked up at the two, and nodded before going back to her meal. They smiled at each other, before also devouring their food.

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Hermione waited for Harry in the common room, reading a book on one of the couches in the room. After a few minutes, he came down the hallway, and Hermione handed him his potion. He drank it, his nose crinkling at the taste. It tasted like old socks, and he should know, having plenty of gross socks shoved in his face before.

They waited a bit longer for Ron, who came out of his room still half asleep, eyelids fighting to stay open. The three walked to the Great Hall in a comfortable silence, not needing to say anything. They took their usual seats, and began eating. Dean and Seamus walked in, slipping Hermione a note.

Hermione

Meet us in the RoR after breakfast. We need your help with something.

-D&S

She hesitated for a moment. It was a Saturday, and she and Pansy had planned to meet up and do some homework, just hanging out when they were finished. Figuring what the two needed couldn't possibly take all day, she gave a nod, agreeing to meet up. She then went back to her meal, also making sure that Harry had a small bit of food. Not too much though, he was supposed to ease back into a normal breakfast. The Gryffindor watched as her brother picked up a piece of toast, and paled as it reached his mouth. He set it back down, feeling a bit sick. Hermione sighed.

"Come on Harry, just a few bites?" Harry looked at her, a war inside his head, before he finally nodded and picked it back up again, this time taking a small bite. By the time breakfast was over, Harry had eaten a little less than half the piece, and Hermione was satisfied enough, so she let him leave.

She scanned the Great Hall, looking for a certain Slytherin, standing up when she found the girl. Hermione made her way over to Pansy, smiling as she watched her girlfriend talking with her friends, loving the smile across the Slytherin's face. Pansy noticed the girl as she got closer, and instead turned her attention over to her.

"Hey beautiful," Pansy smirked, loving the blush that found it's way to her girlfriends cheeks. "Ready to go?"

"Something actually came up, and we'll have to meet up later." At this Draco faced the bushy-haired girl.

"Does this something have anything to do with Potter?" he asked, his voice sounding annoyed, but his eyes filled with concern.

"No it doesn't, and mind your own business," she said, playing along. Pansy sighed, wishing the two got along better. "Now, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted," she glared at Draco, "is that alright?"

"Of course." Pansy smiled and watched as her girlfriend walked of. "You couldn't have been a bit nicer?" she asked the blond.

"I have no idea what your talking about," Draco smirked, shoving a forkful of eggs into his mouth.

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Dean and Seamus arrived just before Hermione, admiring the comfortable beanbags the room had provided for them. There were three, but Dean and Seamus shared one, taking a seat as the door opened, revealing a concerned Hermione.

"Is everything alright? Are you guys ok? What do you need? I can-"

"I'm going to stop you right there," Seamus said, putting his hand up. "We're fine."

"Then why am I here? Pansy and I were-"

"How are you and Pansy, by the way?"

"Fine, now stop interrupting me. As I was say-"

"And how did Harry feel about you being together?" Hermione looked confused at their random questions, before a look of shock replaced it.

"Oh Merlin! I forgot to tell Harry!" The boys were confused. They had figured that Harry and Draco had become friends because of Harry and Pansy's relationship. Now they really needed answers.

"Have a seat Hermione, we have to talk."

"About what?" She took the beanbag chair right across from theirs.

"Where do we even start?"

They boys stopped to think, before Seamus piped up, saying, "We saw you with Malfoy and Harry yesterday, and were very confused at the apparent friendship between the three of you. Care to explain that first?"

"Why? And I'm not really allowed to say anyway, and I won't go against my word," she said, and paused, before adding, "unless you give my good reason." The boys beamed at her.

"We have excellent reasons. Hermione, how would you like to become a part of Operation Drarry?" The boys smirked, though they were nervous that she wouldn't help, that she'd hate the idea even.

"What's Drarry? Is it in the dictionary, because I've memorized it and I don't remember seeing Drarry anywhere?"

"Drarry is the ship name we came up with for Harry and Draco." Hermione made an o shape with her mouth, before getting excited.

"Wouldn't they just be adorable together? Finally, someone else who sees their potential. And Malfoy obviously likes Harry, it a wonder how no one else realizes it." The couple was taken aback by her sudden fangirl moment, but then sighed in relief.

"So you'll help us?"

"Of course I will!"

"Great, now spill."

"Well, the boys became friends on their own, about a month ago, or maybe two. I don't remember. Anyway, a couple weeks ago, I was talking to Harry, and Draco barged in. That's when I realized they were friends. But then I thought back to before even that, when Harry had been in the hospital wing for a PTSD attack. Yes, Harry has PTSD, but not a lot of people know and you can't tell anyone. Anyway, Draco said he had found him, though I think they had been hanging out or something. What I'm trying to say, is that it was that night that made my realized Draco's feelings, even if I realized it weeks later. The problem is, I'm not sure if Harry is gay or not."

The boys laughed out loud at her last statement. "Are you kidding?" Seamus laughed.

"That boy is gayer than Merlin himself. Well, bisexual actually. That's what we think anyway," Dean said, trying to calm himself after his fit of laughter.

"What do you think I am?" She still hadn't figured it out, and it was bothering her more than she'd like to admit.

"You don't need to be labelled, 'Mione," Seamus said. "But if it really bothers you that much, we think you might be pansexual, or maybe even demisexual." Hermione nodded, grateful for the help.

The three continued for another hour, before Operation Drarry finally had an organized, detailed plan. The only problem, was that they needed a certain stubborn blond ferret in on it for the plan to actually work.

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