Drarry Oneshots (𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆)

The Bad Boy Crush

Top!Harry

Bottom!Draco

Author: mothermalfoy (MsLyraMalfoy) ( on ao3)

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This schoolboy crush is getting out of hand, Draco thought to himself with a frown. There had been loads of signs for it too, though he had ignored all of them. It wasn't just that Draco had taken to researching the mechanics and physics of skateboarding as well as multiple tricks, in order to somehow impress Harry with his knowledge.

Should the two somehow ever be in the same vicinity long enough and Harry somehow ask Draco anything to do with skateboarding. Nor was it even the fact that Draco had taken to studying the meaning of the constellation tattoo that took up much of Harry's right arm. Sirius. It wasn't even that Draco had taken to learning Harry's favorite choice in alcohol, vodka, or even his favorite brand of cigarette Camel (though he would take whatever he could get).

No, none of these had been clear enough indicators that Draco was just a touch obsessed with Hogwarts High's resident bad boy; the true indicator that he was in trouble and too far gone was when he had received a pop quiz back from his history teacher (one of the few classes he happened to share with Harry no less) to find he had received a D.

Draco stared at the quiz, certain there was some sort of mistake. He had never had a D before. He always did well in all of his classes, especially something as simple as history. But there it was, the answers he had circled right next to the clearly correct ones. He groaned and eyed the date trying to remember if it held any significance in terms of Potter-related knowledge.

November 1st. Nothing in particular came to mind, although that was the day after Halloween. Harry had come in plastered out of his skull that Halloween, and he'd clearly been hungover the day after. Draco had been worried, not that he could say as much. He had wanted to offer some form of comfort, even in the form of an aspirin, but therein lied the trouble. Harry and Draco weren't friends.

They had never been friends. Harry didn't even know that Draco existed, let alone that he was terribly smitten with the other boy. Draco was fairly certain if pressed Harry wouldn't even know his name. He had hoped against hope that somehow the bad boy might need a tutor, but as it turned out Harry was rather smart himself, he just didn't care enough to show it.

He always got decent grades on his own tests and quizzes, though he rarely handed in any work of his own. Draco sighed. He was going to have to be more clever going forward, he decided. More subtle and less, obsessed. He could ill afford another D besmirching his record. Draco was nothing if not a smart boy, surely he could handle this crush with more intelligence than he had shown thus far.

By his sixth-period gym class, Draco had taken to his usual routine, skipping the mile in favor of sneaking towards the back of the school where Harry and his friends liked to skate and smoke. Draco remained tucked away, just far enough that he could remain unseen by the group, but close enough that he could almost make out the timber of Harry's laughter.

He couldn't help but imagine what it might feel like for Harry to bestow some of the laughter on him. Not at his expense as others had, but because of something amusing Draco had said. The very thought warmed Draco to his core. He leaned over, trying to get a good look, as Harry hopped onto his board and began a series of intricate tricks. Each one more interesting than the last. Leaping into the air, Harry's board flipped beneath his feet landing perfectly on its wheels just as he landed back on the board.

A perfect kickflip Draco thought impressed. He had learned the terms well enough, and though he was certain he could never hope to recreate them, watching Harry gave him no end in joy. Beside Harry, a girl with blood red hair and a stud in her nose, threw her head back in a laugh at something her pink haired girlfriend had said. Actually, Draco wasn't certain they were dating, they were merely close friends.