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It was almost midnight and harry couldn’t seem to get any rest as he laid there motionless as everyone around him slept peacefully while their harry couldn’t even shut his eyes without it hurting — he didn’t know why he was hurting, if it was from the stress of the triwizarding tournament, Ron ignoring him, or that Malfoy had been catching his attention more than anyone else.
He ran his hand through his jet black hair and looked up at the ceiling with a loud sigh than earned him groan from Ron — the most Ron had acknowledged him since this all started. He pulled his pillow away from his head and held onto like his life depended on it and all that he really wanted was a hug — and closing his eyes meant seeing a certain blonde hair git — not that he wanted a hug from him, or well maybe but that wasnt what harry was focused on, he just wanted to sleep.
(Two hour skip)
Now it was 1:30 and harry still hadn’t slept for anymore than 10 minutes — if thats what you call sleeping, he needed his sleep but it wasnt coming, just like everything else in his miserable life at the moment. So quietly and slowly he slipped out of his creaky old bed and snuck out of his dorm room leaving everyone snoring peacefully in that quiet room. He didn’t really know where or what he was going to do but he strolled down and up to the astronomy tower under the Impression that it would be empty since everyone should be asleep at this hour — ‘something must be wrong with me’ echoes in Harrys already sad mind.
Opening the door to the astronomy tower hit him with a terrible feeling of warmth — which was weird since it was supposed to be freezing outside this time, but it wasn’t the weather that was making him feel all warm it was the boy that stood inside — almost like he was waiting for him, ‘but now way’ harry convinced himself that seeing him was all just a terrible coincidence.
“Malfoy, what are you doing up at this hour” harry crocks out quietly with fear that someone would hear them all the way up there. His pale grey eyes started back into Harrys soul before letting out a cough and moving over a bit for him to come stand next to him — the two boys stood there in pure silence as the stars and moon shined above them highlighting each boys eyes — despite harrys preference for the sun he liked how the stars made Dracos face stand out in a way that made him look less like the bully everyone saw and more like a normal boy.
Draco turns his head to look at harry “shouldn’t you be asleep” Draco says quietly in the same tone harry had spoken to him prior to match his concern. Harry couldn’t even let out a yawn “I am but I cant sleep” he says keeping his voice quiet like the mere thought of someone hearing his and malfoys quiet conversation was another way for everyone to hate him even more.
His green eyes look down at malfoys pale hands that looked ice cold and without realising it — maybe it was the sleepiness to maybe his brain just didnt care enough, he touched malfoys hand — not in a romantic way but an awkward way that neither of them knew how to react — harry was half asleep but he knew what he was seeing and what he was seeing was a soft pink spreading across malfoys cheeks and suddenly his face mirrored his reaction and both boys stood staring at each other with a weird tension floating around both of them.