"Potter."

"Malfoy?"

"I... thank you."

"For?"

"Everything."

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"Malfoy."

"Potter?"

"Thank you."

"For?"

"Everything."

"Quoting me now?"

"Is it working?"

"...yes."

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"Potter!"

"Malfoy."

"Did you do the Defense writing?"

"Yeah."

"Can I see it really quick? I just need to copy a couple of things down so I can finish it before I have that class."

"Um... Yeah, sure."

"Thanks, Potter. You're a lifesaver."

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"Thank you for the help yesterday."

"Yeah, of course. Oh, by the way, I'm really sorry about your father."

"Don't be. He was a terrible person, and a worse father."

"Want to talk about it?"

"We're not friends, Potter."

"I'm here for you anyways."

"..."

"Bye, Malfoy."

"...bye, Potter."

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"Why aren't we friends?"

"What?"

"I mean, you said yesterday that we aren't friends, and I can't stop thinking about it. Why aren't we friends? We spend all of our time together now that all of Slytherin house is gone and Hermione and Ron are making out all over the castle. We study together and share everything. Do you still not consider us friends?"

"I... I suppose we are."

"Good. First order of business as your friend. Are you okay?"

"What?"

"Are you, Draco Lucius Malfoy, okay? You've seemed off since we came back to school, and I haven't had the liberty to talk to you about it."

"We're not close enough friends for that yet, Potter."

"Why not?"

"I'm sorry?"

"I've saved your life, and you've saved mine. That's pretty damn close, and shows a lot of trust."

"You can't honestly say you trust me."

"I do trust you."

"...you do?"

"With my life."

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"I've been thinking about what you said yesterday. When you asked me if I was okay."

"And?"

"No. I'm not."

"Want to talk about it?"

"I think I would."

"Sit down, Malfoy. Let's talk."

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"What is this?"

"A daisy."

"Why?"

"Giving people flowers usually makes them smile. You don't smile enough."

"..."

"There you go. Now you're smiling."

"You're strange, Potter."

"You're stranger, Malfoy."

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"Malfoy?"

"What?"

"Are you sleeping?"

"Obviously not."

"Me neither."

"I can tell."

"C'mon."

"Wh-what are you doing, Potter? Where are we going?"

"Outside. C'mon, Britain doesn't get enough clear nights."

"What the hell is happening? I used to be a respected, feared, cold-blooded Death Eater and now I'm letting Harry Potter give me flowers and drag me outside in the middle of the night."

"You were never feared, and you certainly weren't a Death Eater. Come on."

"..."

"See? Aren't the stars beautiful?"

"I'm cold."

"You're a bitch."

"Potter... what did you mean when you said I'm not a Death Eater? I have this mark. I am."

"You never wanted to be, so you never were. Do you have a pen?"

"What?"

"Never mind, I'll Conjure one."

"Potter, what are you doing?"

"Drawing daisies on your Dark Mark."

"Why?"

"Because giving people flowers makes them smile, and you don't smile enough."

"..."

"There we go! Pink and blue daisies. I think they look good."

"..."

"Malfoy?"

"...thank you, Potter."

"Are you crying?"

"What? No!"

"..."

"...yes."

"Why?"

"No one has ever found beauty in such a horrible things, and yet here you are, drawing flowers on it and making it something beautiful."

"..."

"Stop smiling, Potter, and accept the thank you."

"You're welcome. Draco."

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"What the hell are those?"

"Seeds."

"For what?"

"Guess."

"Um..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"I have no idea."

"Daisies!"

"Potter, you've outdone yourself."

"Come on. We can plant them out by the lake and have a little patch of daisies."

"..."

"..."

"Potter, my hands are extremely dirty. Why are we doing this again?"

"Because flowers make people smile, and you don't smile enough."

"...of course."

"There we go! I could make them bloom right now, but there's something satisfying about watching them grow. They'll be bloomed in about two months."

"That's a long time."

"I'm willing to wait."

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"Are you even going to say anything?"

"What is your problem? It's none of your business!"

"How long have you had a boyfriend, Malfoy?"

"Like, a month? We started dating the day after you and me planted the daisies. I really like him. What's wrong with you?"

"Why didn't you tell me you were gay?"

"So now you're against me being gay? I didn't know you were homophobic, Potter."

"I'm against you dating him!"

"Blaise is a sweetheart, and I like him! And right now, I'm really not liking you."

"Everything is fucked up because of you!"

"Why can't you be happy for me?"

"God, you're insufferable! Why did I ever think we could be friends?"

"Because we were! Because you gave me daisies and joked with me and you were the best friend I ever had and now you're turning out to be a homophobic asshole!"

"I can't look at you."

"Fine. I'll leave."

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"What are you doing here?"

"I was going to water the daisies, but I see you've got it. Never mind."

"Wait, Draco!"

"What."

"I'm not homophobic, I swear. I'm just against you dating Blaise."

"Why? Blaise never did anything to you."

"Blaise ruined my life."

"How?"

"..."

"Potter, either you give me an answer right now, or I can walk away forever."

"Draco, I was falling in love with you."

"What?"

"There's your answer. I was in falling in love with you, and I was scared to tell you, and then I found out you had a boyfriend and I was so angry and upset."

"Potter..."

"I know. You have a boyfriend. I just... thought you should know. Can we please be friends again? These past two weeks have been hell."

"Yeah, of course."

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"Potter, it is six in the goddamn morning, why are you dragging me out of bed?"

"Draco, one of the daisies bloomed!"

"What?"

"It's bloomed! Finally!"

"Shit, lemme put on shoes, fuck. Okay, let's go!"

"..."

"Holy shit."

"It's so pure and beautiful."

"Thank you... Harry."

"For what?"

"For everything. For making me smile, for making me laugh, for showing me the beauty of the small things in life. I wasn't okay in the beginning of this year, but now I can genuinely say I'm in a good place."

"I'm glad, Draco."

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"Harry, can I talk to you?"

"Draco are you okay? You're-you're crying!"

"Talk. Please."

"Okay. Let's go to the lake."

"..."

"Tell me what's going on, Draco."

"He cheated on me."

"What? Blaise?"

"Y-yeah."

"I'll kill him."

"Harry. Stop."

"Sorry. What happened?"

"He told me he got really high and made out with Theo, and he apologized a thousand times, but drugs don't make you do things you don't want to do. I don't know what to do."

"Break up with him."

"Harry-"

"No. This isn't from the perspective of someone who's in love with you. This is a friend. If he cheated once, he'll do it again. Break up with him."

"...okay."

"Good. Come here."

"Thank you, Harry."

"Of course."

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"I broke up with him."

"Good."

"What are you making?"

"Hold on."

"Are those the daisies from our garden?"

"No, these are conjured."

"What is it?"

"Here you go."

"Is it a circle? Of flowers?"

"A flower crown. Here. I'll put it on you."

"Oh, I see."

"Do you like it?"

"I do. Thank you. But why?"

"Because flowers make people smile, and you don't smile enough."

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"Harry."

"Draco? It's 3 in the morning. What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. Everything is perfect. Come outside."

"Ugh. Fine."

"..."

"What's going on, Draco?"

"I've had an epiphany."

"About?"

"You."

"Oh?"

"I'm in love with you."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Wow."

"Yeah. So here."

"What is it?"

"A bouquet of daisies."

"Why?"

"Because flowers make you smile, and your smile makes me smile."