Harry and Draco One shots

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This is my take on a Slave/Master relationship, I did do some research for this one shot but not a lot. I am no expert and do not claim to be. If you are thinking having being in a Slave/Master relationship please do your research first. As always I hope you all are staying save and that you have a wonderful day, evening, night, etc. 

Draco hurried down the hall as fast as he could. He couldn't believe he slept in. He shouldn't have gone out with Blaise last night. He should have stayed home and made sure everything was ready. Once Draco reached the right room, he paused for a second and made sure he had everything, and his appearance was okay. No reason to be late and look bad. Once he was sure that he looked alright he knocked on the door.

"Come in." A deep voice said, it was the kind of voice that sent shivers down Draco's back. He slowly opened the door, inside was an office type looking room shelves of books lined most of the walls, a couch was off to Draco's left with a small coffee table in front of it. At the back of the room was a nice handmade desk that faced the door. It was the person behind it that had Draco's attention though. Professor Potter sat behind his desk. He was the talk of the school; he had just started at the school and was, to date, the youngest professor there. Draco could see now why all the girls that took his class gushed about him nonstop. He had messy dark brown almost black hair. It looked as if he just rolled out of bed ran his fingers through it and called it good. His tan skin was highlighted by the light on his desk. Draco couldn't be sure, but he thought he saw a faint scar on Harry's forehead.

"You must be...Draco Malfoy?" Professor Harry asked looking at a sheet in front of him as he stood up from his desk and walked around it.

"Yes, I am. I'm terribly sorry for being late Professor." Draco responded moving forward and sticking out his hand. Harry grabbed it and held it tightly before releasing it.

"Relax Mr. Malfoy your only five minutes late. Nothing to worry about." Harry said leaning back against his desk.

"Please call me Draco." Draco said slightly out of breath. He had run all the way here from the parking lot and his legs were hating him.

"You can call me Harry then. Would you like some tea?" Harry asked walking over to what seemed to be a makeshift kitchen of sorts.

"Yes please." Draco said organizing the papers in his arms. Professor Potter set up the tea and snacks on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Let's have our tea over here. It's much more comfortable." Harry said sitting down on one side of the couch. Draco came over and sat on the other side turned slightly so he could see Professor Potter er Harry.

The two sat in a semi awkward silence while they waited for the tea. Draco watched as Harry carefully prepared two cups. He silently handed Draco one of the cups and gestured to the sugar and honey he had set out. Draco quickly put some sugar in to his tea before taking a sip, he also grabbed some of the candies from a dish on the table. The whole situation felt very casual and oddly enough it helped Draco relax a bit.

"Shall we get started?" Harry asked gesturing to the papers on Draco's lap.

"Oh yes!" Draco said handing the papers over. They discussed Draco's job as Professors Potters teaching assistant, what he would be doing, and what his responsibilities would be.

"I think that just about covers everything. Think you can handle it?" Harry asked, watching as Draco tucked all his stuff neatly into his bag.

"I believe so." Draco said finishing his now cold tea. He looked at his watch and realized that they had been talking for an hour.