MAKIN MY WAY DOWN TOWN — private

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]he frowned and gently crumpled he letter, putting it in his pocket.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]/alright !!


    Ron hadn't stayed away from Draco long, and he had casually sat beside the other at lunch without much of an issue, choosing just to say a simple 'hi' and not make a big fuss. He wasn't sacrificing his best friend for anything. Meanwhile, across the hall was Harry, looking rather exhausted as he talked with Pansy, dark rings underneath his eyes making him seem even more skinny and weak than usual.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]draco had made a little plan. He had picked a few flowers and made a bouquet out of them, and written a small note. He slowly stood and moved over to Harry, tapping his shoulder.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Harry blinked and looked up when he felt the tap on the shoulder, his face becoming slightly red when he saw who it was. He said quietly, "Y-Yeah, Draco?"

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]he summoned the bouqet and literally shoved them into his face. He frowned softly.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Harry made a soft noise of confused surprise as the flowers were shoved in his face, and he moved his hands up to take the bouquet, sputtering a bit.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]he walked off and back to ron, quietly sinking into the males side.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Blinking in confusion at Pansy, Harry hesitated before sniffing the flowers, carefully taking the card and going to read it. Ron looked up as Draco came over, and said with a raised eyebrow, "What was that all about?"

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]he frowned. none of your business.. I'm cold. Can I steal your scarf? he asked.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Ron snorted a little at the first part, but he pulled his scarf off, handing it to Draco and mumbling, "Yeah, yeah, here you go."

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]"So how come I don't get to know about you trying to suffocate Harry with flowers?" Ron said with a hum as he felt the warm weight of Draco.

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]"Awww, that's no fun." Ron said quietly as he glanced at Harry, who seemed to be beaming a bit as he kept the flowers close as he ate.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px; line-spacing: -1px; text-align: justify;]draco looked at him and frowned. Wondering if he had read the note yet.

    the note

    [fancypost bgcolor=;border:0px;width:400px;font-family:arial;text-align:justify;line-height:13px;]Pansy gently nudged Harry and pointed to the note, and he glanced it over, a small frown coming to his face as he saw the contents. However, he soon leaned over and whispered something that looked like "he still gave me flowers though" and continued to have a small smile on his face. Gently placing the flowers on his lap, Harry made a tiny heart with his hands at Draco, while simultaneously sticking his tongue out at the other. Ron snorted at this, tilting his head.