Drarry Oneshots

When Did He Get So Hot?

Summer was horrible. That's atleast Draco's opinion.

He doesn't understand how or why anyone in their right mind would ever enjoy heat, sweat and so much skin from so, so many unwanted people.

So he was more than overjoyed to finally be back at Hogwarts.

Ok, yeah, it was still kinda hot outside, but this time there was no mom around the pressure him to leave his room and go outside to, as she would say, 'Enjoy the beautiful sun, darling! It'll be gone soon!'.

Draco hoped it would be gone sooner.

Now he was allowed to lay in bed, in the dark and in the cold as long as he wanted without feeling guilty about it.

Perfection.

Of course he did still have to get up for classes early in the morning and actually attend them. Bullshit if you ask him. But it was a legal obligation.

So here he was, sitting at breakfast at the Slytherin table, rings under his eyes and a huge cup of coffee in between his hands.

Draco did actually like coffee and mornings, but it really depends on the situation.

Today was not a morning he wished to be awake during.

It was the first day of attending classes again and he could already feel the dread and pressure that were to come.

He sipped his coffee grumpily. His eyes glaring around the room, causing a few first years to flinch when they met his eyes.

He let them drift to the Gryffindor table (hoping Potter might meet his eyes as well), but was surprised to see that the golden trio wasn't there.

Draco placed down his coffee in confusion.

Now that he thought of it, he hadn't seen any of them since he had arrived at Hogwarts.

He glanced around the room, hopin- thinking they may be at one of the other house tables talking to friends.

They weren't.

Draco sighed and lifted up his mug, taking another sip of it.

All of the sudden he saw a flash of red hair in the corner of his eyes, hoping it was Weasley (since Harry would probably be there then) and was relived to see it was.

His eyes immediately fell on Potter and maybe that wasn't the right thing to do because Draco nearly spat out his coffee then and there.

When in the flying fuck did Harry get so fucking ripped what the actual fuck!? Draco thought in disbelief, his widened eyes never leaving Harry.

He watched him walk over to the Gryffindor table and then plop down in a seat, facing Draco.

Oh fuck Draco wasn't sure if he should thank the gods for having such a good view of Harry or be mad at them, because now he definitely wouldn't be able to take his eyes off of him.

Draco observed the way Harry's arm flexed when he reached for a toast, the way his jaw- Merlin his fucking jaw looked when he chewed.

What the fuck?

He felt he may just faint then and there. His arms already gave out, the coffee long forgotten on the table.

Draco wouldn't be able to stand up- wouldn't be able to do anything with this Harry in his mind. He knew he was gay but wow, this is a whole new level. Draco felt he would let Potter do anything to him-

Suddenly Potters eyes were on him, calm and collected ones, unlike Draco's, who seemed to be filled with every possible emotion.

Harry seemed to recognize the look in Draco's eyes, because his face slowly contorted into a smirk, a shit eating smirk that Draco really wanted to kiss off of that pretty face.

But Draco didnt. He couldn't. All he could do was watch Harry reach for a-

Oh fuck no

-sausage. He knew what he was doing. And Draco knew he should look away if he wanted to survive this.

Harry slowly and subtly brought the sausage to his lips so that no one but Draco would notice and then placed it in his mouth.

Draco would do anything for those lips. He would kill for them.

So before it could get any worse, Draco lifted himself out of his seat (which took everything within him) and gave Harry one last look before walking out of the great hall, hoping Harry got the message and would follow him.

He definitely did.

yall omfg i cringe so hard when writing anything close to smut because its so funny to me.

Anyway yall my entire body is in pain and i think i have issues.

I have a whole nother identity in my mind where I'm born on a different day, have different hair, eyes and name. who tf am i even.