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Harry: Not as good as you.

*Dream*

Draco was waiting under the tree. A few moments later he heard rushing footsteps behind him. He turned around and found a raven-hair teen who was still catching his breath. He immediately turned on his ‘Drama Queen’ mood and pouted.

‘Potter. You ask me out on a date but you’re late for to it. You are such a rude person. You shouldn’t keep your love waiting for so long!’

Harry ran a hand through his already messy hair. He needed to escape from the other three Dracos to go ‘hang out’ with him. (He won’t deny it’s a date)

‘Firstly, it is not a date, Malfoy. It’s only friends hanging out. And the most important thing, I am late because you keep asking me where I’m going and I need to find a million excuses for going away!’

Draco shrugged his head and pouted again.

‘I don’t care. If you are late again, I will not accept your date! ’

‘Now if you would do the pleasure, pull me up so we can go.’

Harry held out a hand and smiled fakely at the other. Draco took his hand to stand up. He tried to pull his hand away but Harry didn’t loosen his grip. Instead, he started walking while holding Draco’s hand.

Draco was more than thankful that Harry didn’t turn his head around throughout the whole walk. Otherwise, he would see his face like a ripped apple, because they were holding hand like a couple.

Despite his internal screaming like a teenage girl, he tried to remain a calm expression on his face. Harry pulled them to walk past another tree and Draco found himself facing a beautiful lake.

‘Wow! That is beautiful. Potter how can you find such a good place and own it all to yourself.’

Draco ran over to the crystal-clear lake excitedly, like a little kid who saw his favorite cartoon characters and dragged Harry along with him.

‘Well. I am sharing it with you and we can hang out here more often. We have this place all to ourselves. I’m sure nobody else knows this place.’

The thought of only he and Harry going to the place set his heart on fire, and he tried to hide his delight.

‘Like I will ever agree to go out with you again.’

He shook his head dramatically and put on a face of disgust.

‘Ok. Nevermind. But why are you still holding my hand then? I thought you don’t want to even spend time with me? Why holding my hand?’

Draco stared back in horror at a smirking Harry, knowing that he had already lost this battle. He tried to think of something to do to spare this moment. He did something that even surprised himself.

He jumped off into the water and pulling Harry with him. In the instant, he touched the water he knew he had done the wrong thing because he couldn’t swim!

He kicked his legs back and forward furiously hoping to make him float instead of falling into the water. But he failed miserably. When he was about to sink, a pair of toned arms wrapped around him.

‘So, our Slytherin prince, the precious Draco Malfoy doesn’t know how to swim, isn’t it?’

Draco knew that Harry was laughing at him without looking at his face. He immediately felt a rage out of humiliation and he snapped.

‘You know what? Put me down Potter, I don’t need your help to stay in the water, ugh! Let me go!’

Harry laughed at Draco childish in his heart. So he wanted to start the game, ok? Harry loosened his grip experimentally. Draco gasped and Harry caught him in the last moment.

Harry laughed like a lunatic and did that again, totally enjoying his sinister power over Draco. This time Draco put his arms around Harry’s neck and legs around his middle, in terms to prevent himself from falling again.

‘You... don’t do that again. I will... murder.... yes definitely murder you.’

Draco was still catching his breath after struggling for a while in the water. He nuzzled his head on Harry’s neck and sniffed, making Harry shudder at the very close touch.

Harry put his arms around Draco’s waist to pull him even closer to himself, feeling his warmth, feeling his body next to him, breathing in his scene. He could smell the addictive vanilla smell. And he wanted to, very much, taste it.

‘Malfoy, so now, how can you thank me, for being such a kind person for helping you?’

Harry tried his best to say it in sarcasm and hid his nervousness.

‘Why do I even have to thank you? You try to drown me several times! Anyway... yeah I’ll do it. Say it, what do you want me to do?’

Harry’s heart almost fell out of his chest at that moment. Draco actually agreed to do it. So now what should he say?

‘What, Potter? Tell me or I won’t do it anymore.’

What! Harry couldn’t even think of one word to say. He kept staring at Draco’s lips like it was magnetic. Cute and so soft, he thought.

Draco might die from the closeness between them and the burning of Harry’s stare. They seemed to stare through him. He was sure his face was even redder now if it was possible.

Harry averted his eyes and looked into the silver pools. Now they seemed almost like mercury to him.

He reached out a hand and used his wet fingers to trace over Draco’s face. Draco just looked at him through his half-closed eyes lids with bright red cheeks and lightly parted lips.

Harry dragged his finger and let them touched Draco’s forehead, then his eyes and his nose. When his finger touched his lips, he stopped and frowned. It was as soft as he thought, and a little bit wet.

Suddenly Harry realized he actually hasn’t answered that question. Instead of answering, he thought of a perfect way to tell what he wanted.

He tapped his finger gently on Draco’s lips and then tapped the fingers on his own lips. Draco’s head snapped up and looked at him in disbelief as if asking

‘What! Are you serious? I...’

Draco wanted to sink himself in this intimate moment. Harry Potter, the chosen one, the Golden Boy or whatever was holding himself and touching him with such gentleness and caring. The way he looked at him made Draco thought he was the most precious thing in the world.

And Harry touched both of their lips. What did it even mean? Should he kiss... no wait is that what that meant? He looked at Harry again, and he was sure he saw the desire in his eyes.

Draco’s mind screamed

What are you doing? You can’t do this! Potter... Harry doesn’t really like you. He is just... want to humiliate or trick you or something like that!

The other part of him mumbled

But you know you want this... and Harry wants this too, doesn’t he?

He leaned in and moved his hand to put it around Harry’s neck. Both of them thought they were going to kiss.

But in the last moment, Draco changed his direction and planted a kiss on Harry’s cheek instead.

Yeah, I can’t do this. I can’t bear the pain if this wasn’t real. Draco noted dryly to himself.

He nuzzled his head back on Harry’s shoulder and said

‘Potter, carry me back on the shore.’

Harry, very much shocked by what had happened just obeyed and carried two of them onto the grass. Draco sat down and put his head in his hands, struggling about what had happened.

Harry sat quietly beside him. He didn’t know why Draco was so quiet after that. Was he disgusted by Harry? It’s possibly not because he looked like he was shy, but not disgusted.

As oblivious as Harry always was, he couldn’t think of anything to do. He took out the bracelets he had bought but didn’t have the courage to give Draco.

He tapped Draco’s shoulder gently. Draco turned his head and looked at him sharply with red eyes like he was about to cry. It broke Harry’s heart to see him like this. He showed him the pair of bracelets.

‘I want to give this to a very important person. Do you think they are good enough?’

Draco found with a very delighted smile on his face. For a moment, Draco thought the bracelet was for him. But he instantly knew what Harry meant.

He was asking him for opinions. He wasn’t giving them to him. They were not for him. He was going to give it to the Weaseltte. He felt the back of his eyes stung and he turned his head away.

‘It’s... perfect. They are beautiful. Give them... to... Ginny.’

Harry heard the pain and sadness in his voice. Draco got this wrong idea! Didn’t he see how happy Harry is with him? Why would he give this to Ginny?

He took the hand Draco was using to wipe his tears and put on the bracelet for him. He intertwined their fingers and held up their hands, each of them wearing one of the bracelets.

Draco stared at him through the whole process, joy and surprise clear in his eyes. He touched the shiny emerald on the bracelet and then turned to look at the back of it.

On the back, there was craving of the day. Oh Draco would never forget that day, the day when the accident happened and changed he and Harry’s relationship. He smiled at the memory.

‘You are such a romantic person, Potter.’

‘Whatever you like to say, Draco.’

*Present*

Draco woke up from his dream, found himself lying on the hospital. He pulled up his robes sleeves to check if the bracelet was there. He stared hard at the emerald bracelet. At that moment, everything hit him.

He was in great pain like his brain was being torn off from his head. He let out loud screamings and Harry, who was sitting on an armchair jumped up and rushed to him.

Numerous amount of flashbacks ran through his head at the same moment and he remembered. He remembered the accident, he remembered the times when different versions of him and Harry were with one another, doing many different things.

When he saw Harry in front of him, wearing a worried expression, he felt like crying out loud. He pulled him into a bone crushing hug and immediately sobbed. Harry patted his back reassuringly to comfort him.

‘Harry... I..... remember you.’ He choked.

Harry tensed. Draco... remembered him. He pulled away a little to look Draco in eys. The time they spent together. He remembered? All of them?

‘Do you remember when you were bullied by some Slytherin and you cried, and I comfort you?’

‘Yes.’

‘Do you remember all of our study sessions?’

‘Yes’

‘Do you remember we share a room, when I had a nightmare, you hugged me so I could sleep better?’

‘Yes’

‘Do you remember you kissed me outside the Potions classroom?’

‘Yes’

‘Do you....’

‘Stop asking I say I remember everything, your annoying prat!’

‘Two more questions, ok?’

Harry looked at him with pleading eyes that made his heart went soft in an instant. He nodded.

‘Ok, the first one. Do you know that I like you?’

‘Yeah....’

‘And, do you like me?’

His throat felt dry suddenly. How should he say this? He took a deep breath.

‘Harry. I... I was in love with a boy and I can’t help it.’

Harry felt like he was punched harshly by someone. He wanted to leave but he also wanted to know who that was.

‘Tell... tell me about him.’ He said in a cracked voice.

‘We have known each other since first year but we understand each other truly this year. He is handsome, kind and sweet. He is an amazing Quidditch player which I adore him.’

‘He is idiotic and oblivious sometimes, but he is cute. When I see him, I feel like a thousand butterflies are in my stomach. I can’t stop thinking about him.’

‘Oh and when we kiss. Merlin, he was a great kisser! Although we had only kissed once, he made me feel lightheaded and I love that feeling.’

He looked up into Harry’s watery eyes. The person Draco described was amazing. Harry was nothing compared to him. And Draco was happy when he was with that person, not with him.

‘I really like him very much. He gave me this bracelet.’

Draco pulled up his sleeves to slow the bracelet Harry gave him.

‘And his name, is Harry Potter.’

Draco used his thumbs to wipe away the tears on Harry’s face.

‘Yes. He is you, you idiot!’

Harry looked at him with happiness in his stunning eyes. He said

‘I love you too, ferretface.’

He leaned into and captured Draco’s lips with his own. He put his hand on Draco’s neck and one on his waist to pull him even closer. They fight for dominance and ended up Harry won.

Harry had Draco pinned on the wall and continued to explore his mouth. Draco felt lightheaded and out of breath, but it wasn’t like he wanted to complain. He started to use his tongue to seek out for Harry’s, shyly at first.

But when their tongue met each other, the feeling made Harry shuddered and he groaned deeply. Both of them were turned on. Harry lifted him up and put him on the bed, climbing onto him a moment later.

When they were about to take off their school robes, a solemn voice spoke and they knew they were in troubles.

Madam Pomfrey.

‘Malfoy, you are sick and you should be lying on the bed, resting right now. And Mr.Potter, what are you doing to my patient. Go back to your dormitory at once!’

Harry and Draco looked at the angry face of Madam Pomfrey and understood there’s no way they could continue this now. Harry took up his things and pecked Draco on the cheek before he left.

‘I guess we have to see later, ferretface.’

Draco woke up from a comfortable warmth next to him, he had a pleasant night of sleep next night. He tried to move his arms and got up from the bed, but something stopped him.

He was hugging something, most likely, someone. He opened his eyes and found he had Harry in his arms, peacefully sleeping. He quickly thought back to what happened last night.

He remembered he heard someone crying and he hugged the person unconsciously, still sleeping. The said person relaxed after a moment and so Draco drifted back to sleep, but he didn’t know it’s Harry.

His face heated up immediately. He was relieved that Harry wasn’t up yet, otherwise, he would be so embarrassed. He looked at the sleeping figure in front of him.

Harry’s facial expression was less stressed than normal. His eyebrows weren’t pulled together. His lips parted slightly and he was snoring lightly. Harry’s hair was messy as usual.

So cute, Draco thought.

Draco used his freed hand to push a stray of messed hair from Harry’s face. He started to trace his finger over Harry’s cheek, tapping his nose softly.

Harry felt someone touching his face... then his nose. He opened his eyelids with effort, he was still not fully wake up yet. He could make out a person with blond hair was in front of him. Umm... blond hair?

He eyes shot open in a second. Draco was looking at him liked he was an interesting toy and his hand was still on his nose. He flinched and Draco’s hand retreated immediately.

They stared at each other for who knew how long. And then Draco finally took his arm around Harry and left for changing in the bathroom, leaving Harry alone, still caught in the awkward moment.

Harry tried to think about events happened last night. He remembered last night he had a nightmare again. And Draco hugged him to sleep. 

What did that mean? Some kind of comforting as a normal friend?

Harry was still sitting in his bed when Hermione knocked at his door furiously. He got up changing as fast as he could and went to join Hermione and Ron in the common room.

Most of Gryffindors, as well as Draco, had already left for breakfast, he approached the table and Hermione shouted at him.

‘Harry Potter! How many times do I have to tell you not to be late for breakfast again!’

‘Sorry, I think am too caught up by the moment.’  Harry shrugged and said.

‘What moment are you talking about? You are sharing the room with Draco yesterday. Bloody hell what did you guys do?’ Ron’s expression turned to one of terror.

Hermione looked at Harry with a questioning look on her face. Harry ended telling them about sharing the same bed with Draco. However, he didn’t tell them they hugged when sleeping. That would be so embarrassing. 

After Harry finished the story, Hermione calmly told him to accept Draco as a friend. Ron was very shocked at first, but after he heard what Hermione said to Harry, he admitted that Draco wasn't as bad as a jerk actually.

They ended up eating breakfast in their own dorm and went to their first class, Potions directly. When they arrived, the students still haven't arrived yet. Snape ordered Harry to come to his table.

‘Potter, did you visit Dracos yesterday? I want to know how are they acting?’

‘Yes, professor I have checked on Hufflepuff’s, Ravenclaw’s and Gryffindor’s. They acted... they acted normal, I can say... But they acted, unlike the original Draco.’ Harry answered.

Snape raised his head from the work he was marking and faced Harry

‘Potter, I have checked up the book related to this potion last night, they all mentioned that the split form of one is from that person. Therefore, abnormal behavior is actually the true characteristic of Draco.’

What the hell, true characteristic? So kissing him is his true characteristic? Hugging him is his true characteristic? Harry got really confused.

‘Potter are you listening to me?’ Snape yelled. Harry faintly nodded his head.

‘I say go back to your seat lesson is starting now. And I will continue to find the solution of the potion.’

Harry went back to his seat and continued to process the information. He wasn’t paying attention to the lesson until Hermione left his desk and Parkinson came. Harry looked at her and wanted to asked why she was here

‘Potter, you weren’t really playing attention to class don’t you? I am your partner today!’ She said.

Harry ignored her and started to open his textbook. Suddenly a thought hit him. Parkinson was Draco’s best friend, why doesn’t he ask her what Draco really think of him.

‘Parkinson... Pansy, how did Draco behave last night? You know... after the acident?’

‘Potter. I don’t think you will actually care. Or should I call you Harry? Anyway, he was in a very bad mood last night. He kept mumbling about you, stupid Potter. And he was super worried about the other three Dracos would do some idiotic things to you.’

‘What’s mean be idiotic? Can you explain?’

‘What did other Dracos do to you yesterday? Every thing they did, he would call it idiotic, He didn’t want you to know he...’ she shrugged and stopped talking.

Harry internally screamed. Draco worried about what they would do because he didn’t want Harry to discover. And what they did were kiss and hug him. In addition, these were done out of Draco’s true characteristic. So Draco didn’t want him to know...

He loved him.

‘Think what you want, Potter.’ Pansy looked and him and smirked.

Lesson ended without Harry paying attention to the potion they were making. He excused himself from his friends and went over to Draco once Snape dismissed them.

He asked nervously

‘Umm... hi Draco... yesterday Hufflepuff’s you kissed me on cheek.... and Gryffindor’s you hugged me when I had a nightmare. Umm... Snape said their actions were based on your own characteristic...what do you actually think of me...?’

Draco closed his eyes and tightened his first into balls. He quietly said.

‘Damn it! I know it would happen. Damn you Potter!’

He opened his eyes and walked towards Harry, still wearing an angry expression. Harry thought he was going to hit him so he continued to walk backward, until he hit the wall. He closed his eyes in fear.

After Harry’s intimate interaction with Ravenclaw Draco, Harry left Hufflepuff’s dormitory for the Great hall, with his mind still in a mess.

When he arrived at Gryffindor’s table, Gryffindor Draco was chatting with Dean and Neville casually. And they didn’t notice when Harry sat down. Harry inhaled secretly, he really didn’t know how to face another Draco now.

Harry sat down at his usual seat, besides Ron and facing Hermonie. Ron was chewing a chicken leg when Hermonie finished eating already.

Hermione asked him about his visit to the Dracos once he sat down. Harry told her the whole story but left out the part of their kiss. She seemed to notice Harry’s awkwardness but anyway didn’t question him further.

Hermione told Ron and Harry she would go to the library to revise for the Potion test next week once they left the Great Hall.

Ron agreed to go to find information for his unfinished homework, which was dueled the next day. Harry also agreed to meet them at the library after he had changed his robes.

Harry walked down slowly after he left Gryffindor dormitory. Malfoy, as In Draco Malfoy, had kissed him today. And somehow Harry was not disgusted by it. Harry was really confused by this. He comforted himself

‘It was just a kiss on cheek anyway. Draco just wanted to thank me for helping him, it’s nothing more. Moreover, he is the Hufflepuff Draco, not the Slytherin one… But why Draco seemed so surprised by himself after he did it?… And why I care about this so much?… Everything will return to normal later…’

His thoughts stopped as he stepped into the library. He saw Ron’s redhead almost immediately. Hermonie was sitting opposite him and next to Hermonie was… Ravenclaw Draco.

He felt his face heated up at once Draco looked up from his conversation with Hermonie and locked eyes with him.

Ron waved at him to come to their table. Harry cursed under his breath, hoped that his friends won’t notice his weirdness. He sat on the seat facing Draco as that was the only seat left.

He took his quill and paper out and put it on the dest. But he head was dizzy and his face must be still flushed. he decided to walk around to calm himself down.

‘Umm… I am going out to find books for my homework.’

When he was about to leave, a hand shot up and gripped his wrist, Draco said

‘Can I go with you? I have the same piece of homework too.’

‘Yes. You two can go together. Harry is a mess when it goes to Potion.’ Hermonie smiled and said.

Harry wanted to refuse but still, he motioned Draco to walk with him. They walked together past the third bookshelf when Draco suddenly stopped walking. He grabbed the book from the shelf which was named ‘Transforming Potion’. He said excitedly

‘Look! This is the page about our homework! Let’s … pg.175… Yes, this is it! See!’

He took Harry’s hand and used it to point at the sentences.

Harry turned as red as a tomato at an instant. He felt the same kind of heat he felt in the evening when he held Hufflepuff Draco’s hand. He didn’t focus on whatever Draco was explaining to him.

Harry observed Ravenclaw Draco in front of him. After the potion accident and his contacts with two Dracos, he excavated different aspects of Draco Malfoy.

For example, Hufflepuff Draco was clingy and pathetic while Ravenclaw one was so into academic. These were something Harry never expected from Draco Malfoy. And he even kissed him once.

Thinking about that, Harry looked at Draco in front of him. His cheek was flushed from excitement and it made Harry somehow what to caress his cheek and… Harry mind screamed at his thought

‘What the HELL am I thinking. It is nauseous!’

He coughed weirdly and told Draco to go back to their table. He sat down and started to do his homework, though he had no process as he was distracted by things happened today.

Their study session ended at last. He and Ron walked together when Hermione and Draco walked together, still discussing Potions and Charms.

They walked Draco to Ravenclaw dorm before returning to their own. Once they arrived at the dorm Draco flashed them a smile and headed inside. Harry found himself smiling sheepishly back at him.

Hermione raised an eyebrow to him. She noticed that Harry had been acting very weird after his visit to Hufflepuff Draco. His face was flushed red and he was thinking like he was worried about something.

She tried to ask his affairs today again but he didn’t even notice what she asked. He just shook his head and told her he was fine.

Ron felt the awkward atmosphere between them, and he tried to say something to gain Harry’s interest.

‘Hey! Mate. We should go back to our dorm faster. There’s not enough room so Malfoy’s choosing his roommate today. Guess who will be so unlucky!’

Unexpectedly, Harry’s head snapped up at what Ron had said. Hermione and Ron were both surprised. Harry mentally sighed

Harry was having a Potion class, with the Slytherin. It was what Dumbledore had arranged this year, for inter-house unity. And who his partner? Potion’s taught by Snape. Of course, he was with Malfoy again.

It was Snape’s responsibility to make him miserable.

‘The potion should be turning to a red-purple now. Potter, do you cut wormtails into two inches long?’

Today they were making a potion which can create a spilted version of whoever drinks it. It was a difficult one even for them, six years. But Malfoy was a Potion Genius-through Harry hated to say that.

‘Cut the wormtail into two inches each.’ Malfoy said.

As usual, Harry was cutting up the ingredients while Malfoy was mixing and stirring the potion. They used to worked like this so that Harry won’t mess the whole thing up.

Harry cut the wormtails as carefully as he could, not want to be criticized by Malfoy, and passed it to him.

Malfoy gently put them into the cauldron and stirred three-time clockwise. He muttered

‘The potion should be turning to a red-purple. Why? Potter, do you… Nevermind, it’s turning colour now.’

After about fifteen minutes of mixing of stirring, Malfoy poured the finished potion into a small vial. They went over to Snape and put the vial onto the table.

‘Good work, Mr. Malfoy. 5 point to Slytherin for doing it well. 5 point from Gryffindor from not doing any work or helping at all.’

‘I cut the ingredients! ’Harry defended himself.

Snape ignored him and continued to say

‘Now one of you drink and test it. You, Pott…’

‘Professor Snape can I be the one to test this. I want to experience this.’ Malfoy volunteered, surprisingly.

‘Drink it, if you want to.’

Malfoy finished the potion in a gulp. Everything was normal in a moment. But suddenly, his expression changed to a painful one. He kneeled down, one hand gripping on his stomach, other one clutching on the teacher’s desk.

Snape immediately rushed forward, he shouted

‘What have you done, Potter?’

‘I follow instructions, I do nothing more than that!’

‘Do you cut the into wormtails two inches? It was the most important part of this potion. If you cut them wrong, the whole potion will be ruined!’

Harry flinched, he was daydreaming, he cut it into one inch each.

‘I…um, I don’t know if I cut it correctly…’

A flight of white light abrupted their conservation.

At the moment the light disappeared, FOUR Draco Malfoy appeared in front of their eyes. Each of them wearing robes from four different houses.

Confused by the situation now, Harry just stood there looking. What the HELL happened? Malfoy in four-houses version?

Ravenclaw and Slytherin Draco stared around the whispering class calmly. Hufflepuff Draco looked like his was going to cry out when Gryffindor’s one was smiling like he was amused by the situation.

Snape recovered from his shock after a while, he dismissed the class and lead Harry and four Dracos to see Dumbledore.

‘Lemon drips.’ Snape said the password and the door flung open.

When Dumbledore saw four Dracos walking behind Snape, he eyes widened for a while. He asked

‘So what happened in Potions?’

‘Mr. Potter cut the ingredients wrong. The splitting potion originally split one person in two just for 15 minutes, but now I need to find a reverse potion for this and I think it may require some time.’

Snape answered in a rushed speed while glaring daggers to Harry.

‘So as I see now, Draco has been spilted into four, each in a different house. Do you have any memory about what happened, Draco…s?’

‘I don’t remember anything after I have tried the potion, headmaster.’

The Gryffindor Draco replied enthusiastically, while others nodded their head.

‘I am afraid that four of you should be living in the house you are in respectively before Professor Snape finds the right potion.’ Dumbledore informed.

‘And Harry, as you are the one who causes the mess. You should be visiting them from time to time, and make sure they get along with their housemates. If you find any special changes in their actions, report to me or Snape immediately.’

So, as Dumbledore had said, Harry was leading Gryffindor Draco to their dormitory. On the way, Draco kept talking happily about everything about himself, his hobbies, his life in Slytherin, and even about how happy was him to make new friends when he lived in the Gryffindor.

Harry actually felt surprised by his performance. He was not the spoil little prat when he was in Gryffindor now. Instead, he was cheerful and enthusiastic, of what Harry thought Malfoy could never be represented.