"Hey, Draco" Theo drawled as he rentered the Slytherin common room. "What is it Theo," Draco said closing the book he was reading.

"I bumped into Potter at the library," Theo said like he knew a big secret. "And?" Draco said in a bored voice.

"I must idmit he is quite cute I can see why you like him so much," Theo said lazily slumping onto a green velvet couch. 

"Nott, we've talked about this, I do not like Harry bloody Potter," Draco said.

In fourth year Nott had got the idea into his thick skull that Draco liked Har-Potter. Draco did like Ha-Potter but he  hadn't known then.

He knew now why he'd tried to get Har-Potter's attention so much. Damn. He had to stop referring to Harry as Harry instead of Potter or he would end up saying it out loud. And that would not end well.

"Night Blaise, I'm going to bed," Draco said standing up and walking across the common room to the stairs to the boys dorm's.