if you were there in the early times where i had just started this book, there was a chapter called Bunny and since i got a lot of backlashes for it, i decided to delete it
bottom draco, consensual sex, oversensitivity, light smut, angst? hurt comfort, friendship
since DelusionalCrust requested this, i thought why not remake it so yeah, enjoy
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It was an honest mistake.
Really, it was.
Harry didn't mean to trip on his feet when he was on his way to hand in his potions' work and catapulted Neville's potions all over Malfoy.
But it did happen anyway.
Malfoy stood there in shock, covered with the potion from head to toe before he turned very slowly to glare murderously at Harry, whose body stood frozen, gulping in fear. "Potter," he growled, grey eyes flashing. His entire being radiated with controlled anger. "You are the most idiotic, brainless human being with the lowest IQ I had ever met in my entire life. Do you even know what you have done? If anything happens to me because of this incomplete potion that Longbottom failed to brew, forget You-Know-Who because I will murder you myself before he ever could."
It was a very tiring night for Harry. Who could blame him for being sleep deprived after nights of having nightmares of Voldemort torturing Muggles and Muggleborns? He knew it was dangerous for him to attend Potions class despite the lack of sleep but he couldn't afford to not attend the class. Snape would chew him alive for that and he dreaded to have detentions with him or worst, with Umbridge.
"50 points from Gryffindor for disrupting my class, harming a classmate, and for the sheer idiocy," Snape glared at him with a displeased frown. "Of course Mr Potter here thinks he is too good for everyone once again."
Harry couldn't respond to that bait as he focused on the furious blond Slytherin seething before him. A-Are those...
"Malfoy," he stared with wide eyes.
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"What?!" the blond snapped at him before he froze in horror. Potter pointed at his head before the pointing finger moved downwards to his lips. Shakily, Draco touched the top of his head to feel whatever that had spouted out from his head. It was long and soft, quite sensitive to touch. E-Ears- he yanked it lightly with a dazed look, purely out of disbelief. And then he touched his lips where he felt the sharp teeth, causing a slight discomfort to him.
I-I'm a bunny-
"You will escort Mr Malfoy to see Madam Pomfrey right now, Potter before I deduct any more points from Gryffindor," Professor Snape stated with a look of disgust. He wasn't sure if the Potion Master was disgusted at the ears or Potter, who was looking half-guilty and half-amused at the same time.
The humiliation burned deep within him when most of his classmates started pointing at him and whispering among each other while laughing. He glared at them all despite feeling the burning sensation in his eyes as he packed his stuff. "I can escort myself to the Hospital Wing, professor. Thanks," he said with sarcasm and rushed out of the classroom immediately.
"Malfoy!" he heard Potter calling his name from the back but he ignored it. "Malfoy, wait!"
The said male halted into a stop and turned around to throw him a glare. "What do you want? Haven't you done enough? Come to gloat now, aren't you, Mr Saviour of the Wizarding World?" he spat with anger. Potter's expression shifted to annoyance. "I just came to apologise for drenching you with Neville's potions, okay? I'm not feeling good and it was an honest mistake. It was purely an accident."
