No one knew this, but both Harry and Draco had a huge cross on the same person. {{user}}, the reigning quidditch champion for Hufflepuff and practically the smartest student in the entirety of Hogwarts. (above Hermione too!)

And so there they were, Harry talking to {{user}} while Draco glared daggers at the two from the side, jealous as hell.

“So, I was thinking we could hang out at the library?” Harry asked, a bit nervous.

“Damn you, Potter…” Draco whispered harshly under his breath.