Hermione, Dean, and Seamus were suddenly spending quite a lot more time together. Harry thought it to be suspicious, but Ron rolled his eyes.

"Merlin Harry, you think everyone is always up to something."

"I do not!"

"Whatever you say," the ginger replied, rolling his eyes again.

Hermione had asked Draco to meet her in the library, since they were on the best terms out of the three. Surprise it was, when Draco entered and found the three of them, devilish smirks.

"Hello, Malfoy," Deam smirked. "How's it going?" Assuming this was a trap of some sort, the blond pulled out his wand and pointed it at the three, betrayal in his eyes as he stared at Hermione.

"Woah there, drama queen. Put the wand down, we won't hurt you," Seamus rolled his eyes.

"I am not a drama queen. And how do I know you aren't lying?" He heard Seamus mutter 'drama queen' again as the three took out their wands and rolled them on the ground towards Draco's feet. He picked them up, and handed them back. The three looked at him bewildered. Draco merely rolled his eyes.

"You get them back, because when you gave them to me, you showed you wouldn't hex me. And seeing the look on all of your faces, it wasn't expected, so you obviously didn't plan that. Honeslty, aren't you supposed to be smart, Granger?" Hermione flushed at that, looking at her feet, somewhat embarrassed. "Why am I here, again?"

"We have matters to discuss with you," Dean said, pocketing him want back in his robes. "Sit, why don't you?" The Slytherin nodded, taking a seat at the nearest table, the others doing the same. "Let's get straight to the point, shall we?"

"Alright," Draco responded hesitantly, not sure what exactly the point was.

"We know you fancy Harry," Seamus said, a grin spread wide across his face. Draco flushed, as Dean admired the goofy grin his boyfriend was sporting, before looking at Draco's red face his face also breaking into a grin.

"Wha-I don't, why do you-of course I don't fancy Potter! Have you lost your marbles?"

"The blushing says otherwise, Malfoy."

"I am not blushing! Malfoy's don't blush, Finnigan!"

"Good thing you're not a Malfoy then. Or, you won't be for long at least," Dean smirked, and Draco got redder. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, don't deny it, because we know. And it's your lucky day, because we're going to get you guys together," Seamus said.

"You guys are stupid, Harry's straight," Draco muttered. Dean and Seamus laughed at this.

"If we thought he was straight, would we be trying to get you two together?"

"Why are you trying to set us up anyway? I'm a death eater, and he's the bloody savior, it would never work out."

"Ex-death eater," Hermione said. "And it's obvious you've changed."

"How would you know if I've changed, I've never even done anything but insult you. And Harry and I don't even talk to each other, so your little plan probably won't work," the blond says, pointing a finger at the three.

"You can drop this stupid act right now Malfoy, Hermione's already told us everything. And you called him Harry, which was a dead giveaway."

"Granger, how hard is it to keep one bloody secret?! Merlin, you Gryffindors have no morals."

"It was essential I told them, or else Operation Drarry would have gone nowhere."

"What's Operation Drarry?"

"It's what we're calling our plan to get you and Harry together. You know, because Draco and Harry together is Drarry." Draco rolled his eyes, and stood up to leave, because he did not need help from any Gryffindorks.

"Draco Malfoy you sit back down this instant. At least here the plan before you decide whether or not to help."

"Fine," he sighed, sitting back down, "but this doesn't mean I've agreed to anything yet." The three Gryffindors told him the plan, and after much consideration, persuasion, and yelling, Draco Malfoy agreed to this horrid plan.

The four walked out of the library, Draco walking behind them so they didn't raise too much suspicion. They were walking back to the common room, when they saw Ron carrying a bloody and unconscious Harry Potter.

"What did you do to him?" Draco yelled, pushing in front of the other three.

"For your information, I found him like this. And don't act like you care. Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way to the hospital wing." Ron walked on, leaving a fuming, worried ferret behind.

"Come on Malfoy, let's go," Seamus said.

"What, no! I'm going to the hospital wing!" Seamus rolled his eyes.

"I meant to the hospital wing, you prat." The four rushed back up to where Ron was, and he paused to look at Malfoy.

"What are you doing? Going to hex him while he's already unconscious?"

"Ronald, give it a rest already! He's coming, and that's final," Hermione snapped. Ron was confused, of course, but nodded nonetheless, letting the blond tag along.

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It had been three hours since the six arrived at the hospital, and the five conscious ones were a nervous wreck. They hadn't spoken much, except for the first few minutes when Madame Pomfrey and the others questioned Ron about what he'd seen.

"I was looking for Harry, because we had planned to finish the essay for Potions together later. I looked all over, and eventually went to the lake, because that's where he goes to clear his head and relax. This was how I found him when I got there," was what he had told everyone. This was obviously no help, so they had to wait for Harry to wake up for any real answers.

It was after those three restless hours that Harry finally did wake up again. Draco was the first one there, for the rest had been pacing the room waiting.

"Draco..." the boy croaked. His head felt like twenty thestrals were sitting on it, and his body stung all over.

The blond gave a small smile. "Yeah, it's me." The other boy returned the smile. By now the others had realized that Harry was awake, and they rushed over. Madame Pomfrey shoved everyone out of the way while she did more tests on him, and handed him a glass of water. After he'd downed that, she gave him a potion. Instantly, the pain in his head lessened, though it didn't leave completely.

"Care to explain what happened Mr. Potter?"

"No biggie, just got attacked," he said, shifting to a more comfortable position. He was quite tired, and just wanted to go back to sleep.

Draco's eyes widened. "You got attacked? By who?" By then Harry seemed to have realized what he'd said, and he tried to cover it up.

"Oh, I never saw what they looked like."

"You forget that I can tell when your lying."

"Who said I was lying?"

"There you go again." Harry rolled his eyes, and looked around. It was then that he noticed th other four students in the room. Ron looked confused, Dean and Seamus were smirking, and Hermione looked worried.

"Who would try to attack you?"

"Probably Malfoy," Ron said.

"Nah, he was with us," Seamus replied. Harry and Ron were both surprised and confused by this. It seemed everyone was confused right now.

"Harry, you never told me who attacked you," Draco stated, raising an eyebrow. Harry tensed.

"It doesn't matter."

"Last I checked it did. What if they try it again?"

"Then I guess I'll be back in the hospital wing. Not like it's unusual for me to be here anyway."

"That's not really a good thing."

"Never said it was."

"Harry, just answer the bloody question!" Harry mumbled something under his breath, but it was only loud enough for Draco to here. The blond got up angrily, and walked out, leaving everyone else stunned.

"That stupid Slytherin," Harry said trying to get up to go after him, before he did anything he'd regret. Madame Pomfrey pushed him back down though, refusing to let him leave. "I have to go stop him, let me go!"

"Stop him from what?" Hermione asked.

"From murdering bloody Theodore Nott!"

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