Chapter 2: "What the hell?"

                                    

                                          
Draco's Pov;
                          
The sun overwhelmed my room as I sat up from bed stretching. My toes touching the cool wood floors as I began to stand up and yawned.
                          
I checked the time and panicked. Class started nearly 20 minutes ago. I never sleep in?
                          
Rushing, I skipped having a shower and just got dressed in my robes, leaving my hair down seeing as it takes a good 15 minutes to do perfectly. I just didn't have the time.
                          
My stomach growled indicating that I was hungry. I had obviously missed breakfast so I just ignored it as I left the Slytherin common room.
                          
I nearly ran down the corridors stopping when I reached the door to potions. 
                          
I felt a presence beside me as I breathed heavily.
                          
I looked beside me only to groan in frustration.
                          
"Potter." I said awkwardly.
"Malfoy" Harry replied back the same.
                          
I opened the door and walked into class, Potter following me in.
                          
People gave curious glances, probably assuming something happened seeing as we both came in late at the same time.
                          
"Take your seats, boys." The professor told us and continued with the lesson. Luckily Snape had someone filling in for him.
                          
I walked to the front of the class and sat beside Crabbe and Goyle, Harry sitting beside Ron and Hermione.
                          
"You're never late, what happened?" Goyle asked curiously.
                          
"Slept in." I replied shortly trying to focus on the lesson.
                          
They looked at each other weirdly. "You never sleep in."
                          
I ignored them not replying... I know.
                          
The lesson went on uneventfully and the bell rang signalling the end of class.
                          
I made my way to the great hall for lunch, I was starving by the time I sat down.
                          
Harry was over at the Gryffindor table laughing with the Weasel and mudbl- Granger. Wait why did I stop myself from saying that... 
                          
He was smiling and laughing, probably at some stupid joke. I oddly felt content.
                          
I must be getting sick or something, honestly my emotions today have been fucked.
                          
I dug into my plate as I thought of what happened last night and got embarrassed. I glanced over to Harry again who seemed to be getting flustered. I caught his eye as he turned to look in my direction.
                          
A flash of light filled my mind and the echo of footsteps running off. How didn't I notice that before? I think something might have happened last night... but what? 
                          
Harry still looked at me confused to why I was staring or maybe confused in general.
                          
I raised my eyebrow cockily. It would have to- wait... Did Harry just return the same look? He never- oh no. He looked away startled as did I. Why does it feel like we're mirroring each others emotions...
                          
Was that light us getting hexed?
                          
I think I've heard of something like that, linking two peoples emotions together. But that can't be what happened, can it? 
                          
I have to test this.