Narrator's pov
"What're you doing out so late Potter?" Draco questioned.
"Erm- I'm-"
Draco grabbed his chin and forced him to look into his eyes, "Don't stutter, tell me why you're out so late."
"I was going to... stargaze by the Black Lake again." Potter replied, flustered.
"Why? Don't you know it's dangerous outside at night?" Draco snarled. He was mad that Harry could get hurt out there alone, "I'm coming with you."
"Oh- oh."
"I- I mean, can I?" Draco realized he came off a bit pushy.
"Oh look at you, a Malfoy stuttering." Harry replied, with sudden confidence.
Draco blushed by Harry noticing that, "Well can I?" He ignored the dark haired boys remark.
"Yeah, I could use the company."
Draco let go of Harry's chin, keeping note of where his invisiblitly cloak landed.
Draco and Harry walked through the corridors, swapping stories quietly about their time at Hogwarts.
They finally reached the Black Lake, by then it was probably 2 or 3 a.m.
"Yeah and one time I tripped on my shoe lace and fell into Ron!" Harry giggled, "And then he broke his nose!"
"You're such a klutz." Draco teased the boy, "So where do you 'star gaze' at?" He air quoted.
"Hey!" Harry hit Draco's chest, "I actually do! And I lay right over here..."
Harry led Draco over to a sandy spot. you had to go through a small, but short bush-hidden path. It was very secluded and peaceful.
Harry sat down on the cold sand, Draco following him and placing himself next to the Gryffindor.
"How often do you come out here, Potter?"
"Can we stop with all the last name shit?" Harry suddenly asked.
"Yeah, I was thinking that too."
Silence hit the boys. It wasn't awkward, but nice.
"I come out here almost every night." Harry answered after a while.
"Why would you do that?" Draco had anger in his voice, "You could get seriously hurt, Harry!"
To Draco, it was odd calling Harry by his first name, but it rolled off his tongue and he liked the sound of it.
"Why do you even care?" The shorted boy asked.
"Because I care about you! And I don't know what I'd do if you got hurt."
"Wha- what?"
Without thinking, the blond pulled him into a kiss. It was soft and warm. Draco's lips felt so amazing on Harry's. It felt perfect, like their lips were meant for each other's.
The kiss lasted a long while before Harry pulled away.
"I'm not gay!" He sputtered.
"What? I'm so bloody sorry Harry! I- I need to go." Draco got up, dusted himself off, and ran.
"Wait..." Harry whispered, watching the Slytherin leave him.
He was alone. He had gotten his wish and ruined it. He always ruined everything.
He's not gay? Why would he even say that? Of course he was gay! Hell, Luna caught him staring at Draco 8 times! He's liked Draco since 3rd year!
"Bloody hell!" He cursed at himself, "Bloody fucking hell!"
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FanfictionGO CHECK OUT MY RECENT STORIES!! THEY ARE WRITTEN MUCH BETTER!! this was quite literally written in 2020, when lil me was obsessed with cringy drarry fics. this story is old and i haven't changed much about it, but i didn't want it to go to waste...
