Storge: an affectionate love that grows from a strong friendship, involving trust, closeness, and security; often thought of as the opposite of Mania

Song: Nothing To Regret by Robinson

"Start a party in the living room, turn it up until we feel it boom. Baby, let's get fuckin crazy and lose track of time. Why we always gotta fret about it, there's nothing to regret about it."

You look dead inside.

Harry snorts quietly at the note resting on his desk and turns to smile at Draco. The blonde flashes him a grin before returning to Professor McGonagall's lecture.

Well aren't you nice. I'm fucking bored.

Yeah idc you look like a moose

Tf does that even mean

It means you look like a moose bitch tf else would it mean

How the hell do I look like a moose

You just do. Bitch

I take offense to that

good. it was meant to be offensive

bitch

and now you're stealing my insults. creative

bitch is a generic insult you dont own it

watch me bitch im rich as fuck bet i cant buy the word bitch

BET

BET

bitchass

and now you're james charles

well youre a bitch

and were back to this

we never left this

Harry grins as Draco discretely flips him off before returning to his notes.

Harry, pay attention and stop passing notes to Malfoy. This is important, it's going to be on the test.

hermione who tf uses punctuation in a fucking note

Me.

this lecture is boring

You're boring.

damn everyones coming for me today tf did i do

HARRY, FOR MERLIN'S SAKE, PAY ATTENTION.

I watched you write that and it took you like two minutes because you kept forgetting you were writing in capital letters. you aint slick

Hermione chooses to crumple up his note and shove it in her bookbag.

Whatsamatter did granger deny you? Did you give her one of those "do you like me check yes or no" notes?"

fuck off draco lmao

bitch

bitch

BITCH

BITCH

FIGHT ME

BET

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, please stop passing notes in my class, or I will be forced to confiscate them," McGonagall says sternly.

"Sorry Professor," both boys say guiltily. Hermione smirks at Harry.

Harry sits in bored silence for the next ten minutes before class is dismissed. He immediately stands and leaves the class.

Draco links his arm with Harry's. "Did you have fun?"

"Fuck off," Harry laughs, bumping his shoulder against Draco's. "Wanna get food with me?"

"If I ever say no to that question, I want you to Avada me."

"Don't have to tell me twice," Harry jokes, laughing as Draco pretends to shove him.

They both grab sandwiches from the kitchens, and head up to Gryffindor Tower together.

"Hey Harry!" Ron cheers as they enter the room. "Hey Draco!"

"Hey," both boys chorus.

"Harry, play me in chess?" Ron pleads. "No one will play me."

"Not a chance in hell, Ron. No one wants to get their ass kicked."

"I'm down," Draco says with a grin. He moves to sit in front of Ron as the redhead sets up the board.

"No way!" Harry protests. "You were supposed to be my pillow while I studied!"

"Get a real pillow," Draco teases. "Besides, you don't study."

"Stop exposing me!" Harry whines as Seamus laughs.

Harry huffs. "Seamus, can I lay on you while I study?"

Seamus shrugs. "Sure, whatever."

"Rooooon!" Draco whines in a little kid voice. "Harry is replacing me!"

Ron moves one of his pieces. "Share your toys, Draco."

"Hermioneeeeeeee, Ron is calling me a toy!" Harry whines in his own little kid voice.

"Play nice, kids," Hermione says, not looking up from her book, but allowing her lips to twitch in a smile.

Draco and Ron continue to play chess, and Harry rests his head comfortably on Seamus' chest and begins to study his notes from yesterday. Seamus watches Dean at the boy attempts to do a handstand. Neville stands up to hold his feet and help him. Hermione continues to read her book. Blaise starts doing pull-ups on his conjured pull-up bar, which causes Neville to drop Dean's feet. Luna and Ginny conjure a radio to play music, and start dancing. Pansy lays on the couch with her head in Harry's lap and watches Hermione.

It's peaceful and warm, and Harry feels himself relax in the happy atmosphere.

"Checkmate, bitch!" Draco shouts happily at the same time Ron screams "NOOOOOO!"

Harry laughs. "You finally got a taste of your own medicine, didn't you Ron?"

"Medicine tastes like ass," Ron mumbles, pouting. Draco laughs.

"All in good fun, Weasley," he says cheerfully. "Seamus. Move it. You're in my spot."

"I can't move, Harry's laying on me," Seamus complains.

"Exactly. That's my spot. Move it."

Harry laughs, sitting up so Seamus can move. Draco sits down, and Harry rests his head on the boy's chest.

Pansy grumbles at how much Harry is moving, and sits up. "Hermione, why don't you ever cuddle with me?"

Hermione looks surprised. "You never ask."

"Well, I'm asking now."

"Technically, you never asked me to, but whatever." Hermione walks over and sits next to her girfriend. Pansy lays her head in Hermione's lap, and Hermione returns to reading, one hand holding her book and the other playing with Pansy's hair. Matching soft smiles appear on both girl's faces.

Seamus stands awkwardly for a minutes, before he goes to help Dean do his handstand. Neville joins Blaise and they start competing to see who can do the most pull-ups. (Blaise wins)

Draco plays with Harry's hair, and Harry smiles at the feeling, completely forgetting that he's supposed to be studying.

The moment is peaceful, and Harry wouldn't trade this feeling for the world.

***************************

Draco seems a bit off today. He's avoiding eye contact with Harry, and focusing on his notes more than he really needs to.

Worried, Harry sends a note his way.

You okay?

Draco smiles slightly at the note, before writing his response.

Actually, I have a question and I'm kinda scared to ask you because we're such close friends and I don't want to ruin this.

Nothing you say to me can ruin our friendship, Dray. We're inseperable.

Draco smiles faintly, and pauses before he sends his note back.

Do you like me?
-Yes             -No

Harry's eyebrows raise, and he stares at Draco.

The other boy is blushing and staring straight ahead. His right index finger is tapping against his desk nervously.

Harry smirks,before circling yes and sending the note back.

Draco's eyes are wide when he get the note back.

Are you sure?

Obviously, bitch

I see despite you liking me you still wont change your attitude towards me

nope

bitch

love you too 

if i could draw a middle finger i would

why dont you just flip me off  bitch youre five feet away from me

bet

BET

i love you bitch

I AINT NEVER GONNA STOP LOVIN YOU BITCCCHHHH

this is why we're friends

are we still friends?

yes??? unless you hate me now??

i mean are we like dating now

oh shit. i guess so

well damn bitch you gotta ask me. i want flowers. i want romance. i want to be swept off my feet

ill sweep you off your feet when i punch you in the face.

romantic

you want romance? fine

Harry has barely read the note when Draco stand on top of his desk.

"Harry James Potter, love of my life, light to my dark, sun to my moon, you are the most amazing, beautiful, charming, wonderful boy I've ever met besides myself. Would you do me the honor of being my boyfriend?" Draco asks dramatically, conjuring a rose and holding it out to Harry.

Harry is almost laughing to hard to breath out his "yes".

Draco beams, jumping off the desk, setting the rose down, and kissing Harry happily.

"There's your romance," he mumbles, grinning.

"Bitch."